4 June 2009

The Good Life

I  just read something interesting on Open Mouth, Insert Fork. "Have you heard the definition of crazy (or insanity)? Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results?"


Herein lie my problems with Donny, I'm telling you guys.

So now, it's time to try something different. June is officially going sans-Donny. (I haven't talked to him in the first four days, before you ask. So it counts.) It may need to extend throughout July as well, but I will find a new way of going about this and achieving great success.

You'll see.

Speaking of stupid boys, not-so Superhuman-Sam is coming to New Zealand this weekend. Only he didn't tell me. He told my flatmate Sara, and not me, so I'm officially boycotting him. And yes, I realise I don't really have a choice in the matter given that I will be, as I usually am for Sam's visits, in Christchurch. But that's really not the point.

Boo, Sam.

Marco, a well-meaning Canadian, has agreed to buy me the Sephora Brand Professionel Platinum Air Brush #55. Excited much? I know I am. I can't wait to rub that all over my face.

Hahaha, that last sentence seemed like it would be sooo much more at home in amateur porn.

I'm so classy.

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