wah-wahs

like every momma would have to do at some stage, i'm weaning. that's right. it's tough love time. otherwise nothing would ever get done around here. hows about i don't see him this weekend? how you like me now huh?

i have done NOTHING all week. went to the bare minimum of lectures, read a depressingly little amount of readings. so i probably should be doing some work now instead of blogging, but, dear reader...

no i have no excuses.

reprising his reoccuring gueststar role, i had coffee with g. well now, nothing to fear. nothing stirred. maybe it was because the boy was such a mess, maybe he just lost much of his lustre outside of the dimmed lights of screenings, either way, your mistress is cured.

myspace won't let me sign in, which means i can't delete. (short lived eh?) the moment i'm in i swear i'm out.

the comics world lady is going to yell at me again...

i miss the boy.

FRIDAY FIVES TIME!!

5 ways to preoccupy myself:

1. clean this bomb shelter of a room
2. find out if it's too late for hope of passing european cinemas
3. send in all my applications, which means filling out all my applications for drama schools
4. fix internet settings so that when ever the phone is off the hook the net won't cut off
5. get some food
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listening: Mixtape! Mixtape!