Katu

I spent 2 hours walking. 391 calories burned.

I spent 3 hours walking. 586 calories burned.

I think purring is my favourite sound.

I think sussing out a Sherock Holmes story in the first page is my new record, even if at first I accused a lionfish instead of a jellyfish.

I want to love Florence and the Machine's music videos as much as I love their music, but God, her makeup always makes her look like a drag queen.

I was going to post "oh gabriel gudding, i would totally do you," or something like it, but then I realised that might freak Mark and co out. Sorry dudes!

I went to bed shortly after midnight. I still can't sleep. I took a nightcap in the hopes it would knock me out...so far nothing. This must be what hell feels like.

I would be so pretty if I didnt have a double chin. And shut up, just let me complain for a minute.

I would like to thank Stephen Fry for treating America quite fairly in Stephen Fry goes to America. Obviously it doesn't shy away from those of us who are crazy, but it does a great job of not making us seem totally stupid.

I'm glad that I live in a world where at 3am there was more than one person rushing to help a dude in a wheelchair get up an incline.

I'm sharing my progress using Lose It! (http://www.facebook.com/loseitapp) on Facebook!

I've got a bad case of iTouch wrist. Too much gaming.

If anyone knows a way to make video game characters real, hook me up? I'm lonely as shit and I could use an Alistair or a Knight-Captain Cullen or a Fenris.

If I ever get something terminal, tell Make a Wish that I want to be on QI with Bill Bailey and David Tennant. Ohhh yeah!

In case anyone plays Glitch, in Groddle Forest Junction there are loads of cubimals on the ground! I'm so stoked!

Internet is down from the storm. Maaaannnn.

is tremendously ill, but has an exam tomorrow so cannot miss school. She is also having her wisdom teeth out on Monday and will be missing lots of work...but isn't sure she's in shape enough to work tomorrow. Being a grown-up is hard.

It is 50 degrees and delicious outside. Soooo much nicer!

It is my phenomenal control over my instinct to sarcasm at people that makes me a great waitress. I definitely didn't snap at that guy, even if he deserved it.

It. Is. 97. Degrees. Farenheit. Outside. Argh!1

Je ne danseur! C'est terrible! C'est tres triste! Tragedie! Tragedie!

Jen and Steffi, sorry, I won't be back online tonight. Got attacked by the sleepies.

Just got back from Sticky Rice with Englishy Poetry people. Tonight was a damn fine night. Is it wrong of me to be pleased that Gabe Gudding remembered me?

Just spent a few hours penning my last poem for my class...I hope it's anywhere near as good as all the work I put into it.

Killer headache. Computer shut down while printing out homework. Fuse blew. Fridge has no power. Dad has no replacement fuses. Stress reaching critical mass.