Adrian Pasdar is hot. Nathan it completely awesome. Angela is the best character on the entire show. It deserves repeating that Adrian Pasdar is ridiculously, unfairly hot. He is equally hot polished and in a suit as he is scruffy and wearing jeans. This a very good thing.
I have sand fly bites all up my legs. This should be impossible as I haven't worn anything except jeans for the last 7 days. It's a mystery.
Adrian Pasdar is so unfairly pretty. I mean, drop dead gorgeous. Especially when slightly dishevelled. Nathan and Claire starting to work it all out was lovely. Sylar is actually kind of interesting again, which is a nice change.
I have about 5 loads of washing up to do today. My current flatmate is appallingly lazy, and thankfully moving out at the end of the week. I want J to get a job and come back to me! Then I have to go and summarise 4 chapters about IHRM. This is not shaping up to be a great day.
This weekend will be better. I'm going to the coast to see my grandparents and my sister, and Mum may or may not be coming down for visits. That would be fantastic.
Okay, so I am definitely saner tonight, there is much less freaking out. I am still lonely and the rest, but tolerably so. I talked to a couple of friends who inadvertently reminded me of how much they love me. Also, how much I love them. I have amazing friends who I can talk to for 45 minutes without discussing anything of importance. So yeah, back to relatively well-adjusted.
I am spending New Year eating brownies and watching Heroes. I may love this plan a bit. I don't care how tragic it may be.flaaa_blah
, according to my flatmate, your package has arrived. I haven't opened it yet (the whole not in Brissie thing), but thank you in advance! It is weirdly exciting to be going home to shiny, shiny mail.
may have talked me into shipping John O./Stephen Colbert. This is bad, I think. This is also requiring Colbert!picspam. Just remember, intelligence and humour are fricking hot.( Seriously, I would marry him despite him actually being twice my age )
The picture with mini!Stephen freaks me out. It really truly does. Also, I imagine this is the last picspam of 2008. I'd say it is ending on a high.
- Tags:geeking out, hugs, joy and joyness, men i'd jump, my flatmate, my friends are merely players, my future as a cat lady, my life has negative continuity, picspam, self-pity
- Music:Like O, Like H - Tegan & Sara
So I may have spent last night watching movies with my parents last night instead of doing this. I am good with this. Also, this is one of yesterday's things that made me happy.
Another thing is that I spent yesterday lounging around in my pjs reading Matthew Reilly books. They are highly addictive with their hyper-paced action and implausible plots.
I really can't remember anything else from yesterday, I didn't really do much.
Today I had a ball vacuuming in my t-shirt and undies, iPod cranked up, dancing and singing along at the top of my lungs.
Finally listening to my podcast of The Bugle made me happy. It involves John Oliver, of course it made me happy. Andy Zaltzman is also awesome, but there will always be a special place in my heart for John. On a related note, ( setting this picture as my new desktop image )
. Why yes, it is a picture of John Oliver.
Storm! Better still, hail storm! It was amazing.
Oh! Falling over and managing not to spill any of the cashews in the bowl I was carrying. This was a rare feat for me, I tend to do as much damage as humanly possible with my clumsiness.
Today was kind of fantastic. Mum and I went for morning tea with an old friend and her mum. D and I have one of those friendships where it doesn't really matter how long it has been, we always find something to talk about. It is easier now than ever, her daughter is gorgeous, if a little whingy.
Gingerbread men cookie cutters!
Scrapbooking is brilliant. I'm putting together a 21st pressie for one of my favourite people in the world. It has made me realise that I have almost no photos if myself because I am usually the one with the camera.
In things that don't make me happy, why must all my crushes be either fictional, someone I'm never ever going to meet, and/or twice my age? Actually, there is one exception but he is one of my favourite people's best friends. That puts him strictly off limits, if there was any chance he'd be interested in me anyway.