Sniffly girl.

Hi hi! It’s 1am on a Sunday morning, I am surfing away on the internet, whilst my beloved is watching Rage on telly. Interesting stuff. For all those who never spent time in Aussie-land, and had the pleasure to watch telly here, Rage is a music program that runs on weekends only (Fri & Sat days, midnight – 8am). I have only watched the entire segment three times in all my 8 years here! My beloved is also especially pleased these days as they have American World Championship Poker on every Saturday night. Me thinks he secretly likes to be a good card player – or learn to be a master in bullshit artistry.

I am also at the moment, suffering from the sniffles. I think I must have sneezed out about a pound of snot, and my nose is raw and red, and still leaking. Dammit! I’ve said this countless times - the weather here is shite! Hot all the way till the end of April, and bang! suddenly we are down to 2 degrees in the mornings. Freaking great!

Btw (by the way), big thank you to all those who trotted along to watch Star Wars with me on Friday night. I am very contented at the moment, though the thought of rushing out to rent A New Hope did spring to mind a couple of times this morning. I have been disallowed by my beloved, who thinks I’m obsessed. I am.

I also have the tendency to think a lot when I’m ill (mainly along the lines of “fuck, why do I have to be sick?”, “I wonder if I can detach my nose and put it in a glass of water beside my electric toothbrush till it stops leaking”). You know, normal stuff. No, I am actually thinking of how much injustice there is in this world. About being human. Having morals. About why people with power often do stupid things with them. Use and abuse. It makes me really angry. And sort of useless.

Anyways, I am off to bed already. My fingers and toes are cold as ice, and there no better place to be but under the doona. Be happy everyone, tell that someone you love them!