To start with: Ickiness.
So, I thought that I had done with all the sunburn peeling. And then I have a shower last night, and half the skin on my shoulder comes off.
*shudders* It was just disgusting.
...And naturally, I felt obliged to share it with you all.
We had some interesting calls at work today. I came across a Peter Davison, which amused me greatly, even if he was an accountant. He had a cool answering machine message.
Also, Anna sold some tickets to Elizabeth Taylor, and one of the guys spoke with a John Howard (who was apparently very apologetic about his name. Pity the other one isn't)
Other than that, work was actually quite bad - Saturdays are normally really good, so I was shocked at how bad today went. Not just mediocore, but bad. It sucked like an almighty sucking thing.
*sighs* It has not been the best week.
Anyways, to cheer myself up, I decided to go trawl some cheap, trashy chain stores to see if I could find some decent clothes.
Which is bloody hard, I can assure you.
Still, I got a long velvet skirt for $6, and a 90 cent belt and an amusing t-shirt, which made me feel better. And a new red scarf. Yes, another one.
Back at Teh New Place this evening, I ended up watching A Knight's Tale with the roomies. I'd seen it before, but it was still an okay movie - nowhere near one of my favourites, and certain aspects of it make me cringe horribly, but watchable.
Though I do think there must be something wrong with me - the whole way through, I kept thinking of how eminently slashable Wat and Chauncer were with each other. *headdesk*
Also, got a call from Mum, enquiring about the new place, and about the house hunt. She brought up an interesting question, which I think I'll put to
altheas and
fa11ing_away: Do you think the Real Estate Agents might take us a little more seriously if we had a parent present?
Because she said she could possibly arrange a trip up to Melbourne soon...
So, I thought that I had done with all the sunburn peeling. And then I have a shower last night, and half the skin on my shoulder comes off.
*shudders* It was just disgusting.
...And naturally, I felt obliged to share it with you all.
We had some interesting calls at work today. I came across a Peter Davison, which amused me greatly, even if he was an accountant. He had a cool answering machine message.
Also, Anna sold some tickets to Elizabeth Taylor, and one of the guys spoke with a John Howard (who was apparently very apologetic about his name. Pity the other one isn't)
Other than that, work was actually quite bad - Saturdays are normally really good, so I was shocked at how bad today went. Not just mediocore, but bad. It sucked like an almighty sucking thing.
*sighs* It has not been the best week.
Anyways, to cheer myself up, I decided to go trawl some cheap, trashy chain stores to see if I could find some decent clothes.
Which is bloody hard, I can assure you.
Still, I got a long velvet skirt for $6, and a 90 cent belt and an amusing t-shirt, which made me feel better. And a new red scarf. Yes, another one.
Back at Teh New Place this evening, I ended up watching A Knight's Tale with the roomies. I'd seen it before, but it was still an okay movie - nowhere near one of my favourites, and certain aspects of it make me cringe horribly, but watchable.
Though I do think there must be something wrong with me - the whole way through, I kept thinking of how eminently slashable Wat and Chauncer were with each other. *headdesk*
Also, got a call from Mum, enquiring about the new place, and about the house hunt. She brought up an interesting question, which I think I'll put to
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Because she said she could possibly arrange a trip up to Melbourne soon...
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Like, say, the heroine's wardrobe?
I suspect they thought they were being clever with the haute couture look, but my word, whenever he told her how beautiful she looked in one of those unbelievably ghastly and unflattering outfits, I just sporfled.
Loved the "Golden Years" dance sequence, though.
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Exactamundo. Especially that sheer black thing with the cleavage. *shudders*
I mean, I like period costumes - or at least psuedo-period costumes (side effect of many, many years of ballet - I have an obsession with really fancy, elaborate gowns). These fake things just sucked. And they didn't even of the oh-so-cool factor that Casanova pulled off.
The dancing was kinda cool, though.
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Now I'm thinking about it too. :)
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...And I am actually looking for fic on it, now. *headdesk*
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Totally did not go check out A Knight's Tale Slash comm last night.From:
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I think your mum might have a good point - it's worth a try. Can't hurt your house-hunting fortunes, at any rate. Good luck!
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When we were house hunting
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But I do still wonder.