La la lalaaalala

Ever feel like *something*, maybe your brain, is expanding out the back of your head and being swallowed by the universe, or the ether. It's kind of weird, maybe it's the not smoking as much as usual kick I'm on.
AND! yesterday I think a customer told me to fuck off.

Jeepers Creepers 2!

Ever felt like you're living in one of those trendy hip dark satirical things on the telly? It's a strange feeling thinking you could be caught up in the Truman show, but with lots more dark humour and dramatic irony.
And how/what/why is Jeepers Creepers 2. It's not even B-movie bad, it's just boring.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow, you're only an hour away.

Tomorrow we see what Jenni has done at work. I have done stuff... Oh wibbles.

Bill and Teds Most Excellent Adventure

...is on the telly. Feel a lil bit squiggly, in an ungood way. Maybe smokes are due their demise in my spending of time. That said, the girl in the Nicontinell ad with the motorbike and the pout looks damn cool.
Should really be more appreciative/constructive with the time, it's one of the only, if not the only, thing that I have a lot of at present, but the one thing I've never managed to find is something to spend it on that doesn't ultimately disappoint, bore or overwhelm me.
Generally one finds oneself out of her depth on a regular basis, and has become so used to blagging by way of treading water, one isn't sure her feet haven't become soggy flippers incapable of supporting the little weight one carries.

Start On Wednesday

Don't know what to wear. Oh dear.