There'll be borders

Today absolutely flew by. I managed to scrape my college work together, but didn't seem to have any time to hang out my clothes. It's mad how we subtly choose what we do and don't have time for, because I was quite happy to sit down during the afternoon and catch up on The Apprentice. Ah sure, it's what I'm good at.

I always complain that I'm tired and never get enough sleep....but sure it's 1AM now and I have to get up at 7.45 in the morning. Totally self-inflicted I know, I know. I need to prioritise some shit. (it even sounds so apathetic when you use the word "shit" instead of "things" or "stuff")

So stoked, cos I don't know who, but someone in the house is getting me the deluxe version of GNV FLA for Chrissymas. I panicked when I got home from work tonight, because I realised that it was totally only a limited edition vinyl set and I was terrified that it would all be sold out or something...I still really hope it isn't. I imagine I'd be inconsolable if I didn't get my hands on one. That might sound stupid, but I really just love this band so much and I don't really own anything collectable by them....well, except my Mark Cruce, WOAH! t-shirt because, well, we all know that everyone wants a piece of that B)

I love working with Sean, he's an absolute goon but amazingly funny in this crazy way. Who else would send notes to me through the pod from upstairs saying "Ricky Gervais is dirt" ?! He's so much better at closing than Joe.....Joe fucking takes about a century to do the fast lanes and then takes forever in getting the temperature checks done. In a weird way, I sort of miss Mark's organisation and determination to get out on time so we could all be in our cosy homes by max, twenty past ten. Ah, memories.......

Ok, so I'm thinking that now would be a good time to head towards the direction of my bed.