mood: fine
music: collin raye & susan ashton - the gift

for some insane reason i couldn't get onto the net for most of last night (proxy problems again). so anyway, jam came over and i spent the evening/night/early morn watching stuff on the computer. saw eddie murphy's delirious again. he is so good. also watched phone booth. excellent show. two thumbs up. after that watched crouching tiger, hidden dragon. that was okay.

so anyway jam and pris fell asleep on my bed, under pris' blanket but on top of mine. so i was stuck on the beanbag without a kriffing blanket. yay me. luckily the beanbag's comfy. ;)

oh yeah i should probably say something about 40 hours, i guess. hmmm...how should i put it? lemme see...how about: "worst 40 hours of my life"? well no, national service was obviously worse, but you get what i mean. ;) i was soooo bored. and hungry. and net-deprived. and in need of a fag. but the surprising thing is the worst feeling was the lack of music. i guess i'm so used to always having the music on that i kinda took it for granted. after sitting in my room for a while, all quiet and the like, i started hearing white noise. geez, that was bad.

yep, so anyway if you haven't donated to world vision yet, you still can look for me and chip in a couple of bucks to help the lil' kids.

peace out.