All the better to hold you down

Gaaaah. Winter has reared it's ugly head meaning I was frozen in bed this morning, too petrified to poke a toe out lest it fall off. Sigh. I'm wrapped in a blanket. At least it's stopped raining.

The weekend was quite eventful. Roze and I headed out to Penrith for Lizzie's 21st dinner on Saturday. Lizzie's mum set us up with drinks when we got there before we headed off to the very nice restaurant to meet up with the other guests. I convinced Roze she wanted to share a bottle of Pinot Grigio with me but this turned out to be rather pointless. Consequently, I ended up drinking most of it. I don't think anyone else was really drinking, save the three of us, so I'm wondering how exactly this must have looked. Oh well, what's a fancy dinner without it? There was the most ferocious wind during the night, to the point where I thought we had accidentally teleported into the Wizard of Oz. I was convinced I would find my car on its side in the morning. We had to head off early the next day as Roze had work and I was supposed to do my uni work. Some reading did occur but my mum has passed on her delightful bug, so I was feeling less than amused with the world. Absolutely exhasuted. Swine flu anyone?

I schlepped off to work this morning. It was surprisingly not as chaotic as I expected it to be. The EFTPOS machine wasn't working but it wasn't too big of an issue. We got it replaced at lunch, and after it still didn't work, I had to ring the bank and have it reset, but in the end it all panned out. During lunch I had mum pick me up on her way to an open house two suburbs over. I'm kind of hoping we get this one, even though it will be a pain to get to work (I'd be going with traffic, not against it like I currently am), but the house is quite big. Possibly too big for the three of us. It's got a very sparse, clinical feel to it, but you can add feeling to things later. I would continually be falling over though, my clumsiness and tiles don't really get along. I'm slightly concerned as to why the rent is what it is, smaller houses in worse conditions are more than this one...are there bodies in the basement or something? Anyway, apparantly we'll be hearing about this one, as well as another one in Menai, tomorrow.

I headed back to work to collect my car to find a very sad looking delivery guy standing in front of the door. He was there to drop off our vaccines but thought he was going to ahve to come back as the surgery was closed. I took pity on him and signed for it anyway, worrying the whole time I wouldn't be able to keep it cool enough until the surgery re-opened. All's well that end's well, as they say.

Tomorrow I make my spectular return to uni, in the epic fail style I am so adept at. I still have nothing on this damned essay. Jesus. I wish I didn't have to go, but I suspect they might kill me. Blah.

I'm going to do some readings now, hopefully that'll tie me over. First I'm going to get into proper winter pjs and burrow into bed though.

In unrelated musings, I'm not sure what to make of the new TBS song just yet.

Also, Peggle has finally found its way onto Beckettoo.





Music: New Again - Taking Back Sunday
Mood: Lethargic