Good Morning

I'm listening to a music never ending,

but baby don't you know i'll never let you down

You've opened me to so many different endings,

but baby I know that you'll always be around

I've succumbed to commericalism. I went out and bought the "shop till you drop" magazine which is full of items, clothes and beauty crap that is way too expensive for the ordinary person to buy - but everything in this mag is just so damn pretty to look at.

I was working miss shop yesterday - its sooo bad. I know i'm gonna end up buying everything i see next pay day. Meanwhile, I have my Hanson Tickets - i have my john safran vs god dvd, and my kiki's delivery service dvd...and new jeans. which i might exchange for the size ten.

Im working in the christmas trim department today, 11-4pm. Yay i get to play with train sets, and scary mechanical snowmen and reindeer that sing xmas songs. I'll probably go batty by the end of the shift, but its okay. This will be a nice change from working in cheap cosmetics. Meanwhile my feet suffered so much yesterday, by about 7pm my feet had almost given up and my good mood slowly drained away as exhaustion kicked in.

There were some cool customers yesterday - and i bumped into John from books - he didn't recongnise me right away at miss shop cos he said my hair was down and doing some weird thing...lol. By 9 last nite my face was ick - i swear you could have scraped the oil and sweat off my face - you know what it is, myer is poorly ventilated and the air con system is crapola - so the air is stale (i have an image of John licking the air to test the staleness) and it probably doesn't help that my new moisturiser is driving me insane or that my make-up foundation is giving me the shits cos its making my face worse. Meanwhile, Im gonna be getting some new badges...woot! good thing about working cosmetics is freebies and stuff...all i have to do is fill out a questionnaireeeee about a brand, and i get a free badge and sample cosmetics to try out...ooooh exciting....well it would be if i was excited about make up. But im not. its aiight. but not AIIGHT.

playlist:

utada - tippy toe

Armand Van Helden - MY, my my

Eric Prydz - call on meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee call on meeeeeeeeeeeee

the 411 - dumb

Right Here's the Spot


Blogger is starting to give me the shits now
has anyone noticed how its managed to make all my posts look like shit? Well I have - and to quote Pauline Hanson "I don't like it".


Today I went to Ticketmaster at Myer donnie - because all the bloody hanson fans from oz emails are telling me that the tickets are already on sale...MY ASS THEY ARE! they don't go on sale till friday despite what all those MISLEADING emails are telling us - I should know that they don't go on sale till Friday because I wasted almost half an hour there this morning waiting for the nice lady, desiree to phone ticketmaster and ask them wtf?
As it turns out the reason the system wasn't working was because the tickets were not avaliable yet and there might possibly be a chance on me accqiuring VIP tickets to the show. So IF ANYONE wants to come along tell me by thursday night - cos i'm buying tickets Friday morning when i get in to work. Fuck yeah. I'm not missing out again.


I'm cooking noodles right now, then I'm gonna watched chungking express - a GREAT film you should all see. Wong Kar-Wai is a fineeeee director of all sorts of films staring maggie cheung and tony leung. Those of you who know anything about Hong Kong films will know that those two are some kick ass actors...maggie is fast becoming one of my favourites to watch on screen. GO see IRMA VEP (which if you rearrange the letters it says Vampire).


anyway my noodles are ready now


cds in my player:
basement jaxx - kish kash (LP)
hanson - penny & me (single)