It's not a cry you can hear at night, it's not somebody who's seen the light...

Random aside:

Every time my housemates are surprised at how crazy I am, it makes me lol. It's a darn good thing it mostly makes them lol too! ;)

This post brought to you because I walked in on Ali brushing her teeth in the hallway and she let out a shriek and ran into the bathroom so I wouldn't see her and gag (I can't watch people brush their teeth, even on telly.... I can DO it btw, just not witness it.) and it was adorable.

Also, this afternoon I bought cottage cheese which makes me happy, but then I spilled some on the floor without realising, and I stepped all up in that goo, and that made me sad. Cottage cheese between my toes. Oh ew oh ew oh ew.

Also, I don't like feet. Just FYI... :D

OH AND I am aware it is April Fool's Day AKA my least favourite day of the year. I hate being freaking gullible. I try to trust nothing on this day, and I always get tricked ANYWAY. If you try to trick me, I will end you. *significant looks*

Went to see Sherlock Holmes again last night because APPARENTLY Melbourne is a city of child movie haters and The Princess and the Frog wasn't playing ANYWHERE I could get to without my car. And brilliant me, I took the train yesterday. Foo. So plans changed, and I'm going this weekend because I.Must.See.It.

So tired. Fell asleep watching Star Trek. Oh how I love...everyone on that show. Except the horrible Dr Pulaski. Stupid season 2. GET OVER WITH SO I CAN HAVE MY REDHEADED DOCTOR BACK! Pulaski can go suck a phaser for SRS.

Now I'm at work and I'm updating business processes and training people which ALWAYS puts me to frickin' sleep (BUT I DO LOVE MY JOB - NO SARCASM). So I'm rocking the caffeine hard and trying to decide what to write but there's so many things to choose from and when I'm overtired and caffinated my mind finds it really hard to make a decision, so instead I sit for HOURS AND HOURS AND HOURS TRYING TO DECIDE until I'm too tired and fall asleep.

Stupid...illogical mind. WHY CAN'T I BE A VULCAN?

I love latte.

And Noel Fielding.

Leaving for NZ in a few hours *SQUEE* though at the moment all I have is the icky feeling in my stomach I get every time I fly because I hate it. I've done it so much recently I'm usually okay with it once I'm ON the plane, it's just the lead up to it that makes me feel ill.

BUT at the end of it there will be lovely people and THEN a terrifying, soul-quaking interview, and then more lovely people. So worth it.

Here goes nothing.

I finally finished a paper that's been driving me crazy for a week!!! Mostly because I don't have the book I'm supposed to be writing it on...go figure ;) I still feel a bit like crap, but what can ya do. I finished my paper, my cat is asleep on top of my laundry and it's damn adorable, I am talking to My Lewi. Life is good :) I still have to go to the bank. Damn you money! ;) And I have to send stuff to my mom and to Rosie. I hate having errands, because I always plan them out to the last minute detail and it's sad because they don't take much planning...but that's what I do, lol. Anyway it's almost time for me to work once again. Have to earn money for the strip show tomorrow (yes...Lara is going to a strip show....yes Lara is going to wear a bag on her head) Ta-ta!
~Lara~