Room temperature.

Magnum day at work..
T went all the way to 7-11 to buy me an almond magnum.

Can't remember.
I found a few odd draft posts.
I like them.

Oh hello

Small thrills.


Not sure who this was about...

First Draft saved: 10 Sept 2009.

This isn't a conversation.

This isn't a conversation.

This is the end.

Sometime in 2009.

You don't know how lucky you are.

I do.  I really truly do.

I just made up a dance.

I dance in front of the mirror,
it's helping me make up moves.

I wish my space was bigger.

Afterwards I tidy up the kitchen.
I did half the dishes and then couldn't be bothered.

Then I watch 20 more minutes of Greenberg.
I really like that film.

And then I thought of something I wanted to tell T.
But he's not here, so I wrote it down instead.
I've been writing more.
I've been reading more.
I've been dancing more.
I've been tidying less.

I truly do stop myself sometimes
and think,
hot-damn I'm a lucky lady!

I have zero obligations.

Well one if you include feeding the cat.

I am 33.
I just read back through my blog,
just random things.

Like:
Night out with Coleman but mainly his friend.
I really enjoyed this night.

I wish I had more opportunities
to talk to complete strangers
under the influence.

Like:
Phone call with my nan when I was 31.
"Are you courting yet?"
- No.

Still no.

LOL.