This is stolen off Phreq
6 Things To Be Thankful For:
6 Things I Wished I Done Differently:
6 Things I'm Glad I Did:
6 Things I Want To Do:
That's my annual sixes! What're yours?
Happy New Year everyone!
I don't feel like writing anything real. That's why I put a list of the DVDs I own on my livejournal. It's from memory so it's almost certainly not complete.
I had the most horrendous night of sleep last night. Lying for hours just on the brink of dropping off. I think it was to do with being too hot but it may have also been coming back to work anxiety. I have leave coming up and New Year's mini-break to the Wairarapa to look forward to, though, so not really that anxious.
It is sunny and warm. Yesterday we went to the big new Warehouse in Lyall Bay and I bought stuff*. It was lovely. We had fish'n'chips on Oriental Parade for lunch and soaked up some sun. I am pleased that the sun has arrived and I love my new shoes.
Giffy and Giffy's beau came over last night and gave Lee the coolest calendar ever. It has pin-up girlie art from the fifties. I love it to bits.
*Cheap scrapbooking supplies, reading light for Lee, new wastepaper basket, fashions for my Wonder Fairy Barbie that look like belly-dancing clothes, cheap books.
I'm too slack, sorry.
My Christmas was lovely. Families combined in a nice way and I managed to portion control and didn't pig out like previous years.
Bocing day sales yeilded me with three new pairs of shoes! Yay #1 shoe warehouse buy two get one free. Three new sneakers all lovely. Got a bunch of DVDs and three new board games. Other great presents inslcude a multi-strand floating pearl necklace from Lee's folks and much scrapbooking stuff.
Now I own all of Angelic Layer. I watched the last episodes last night *sob*. We used Lee's new Apples to Apples yesterday in a fabulously badly organised games afternoon. (Sorry, Zephfi, my cellphone was off and forgotten.)
Saw Team America: World Police on Boxing Day night. It was....OK. Some parts were really very funny but I thought some parts (esp. the Michael Moore parody) could have been more clever. Plus I got bored in the middle section. On the other hand the song "Pearl harbour sucked and I miss you" was awesome. I give it a middling grade.
I have been achieving very little, which basically means I'm doing exactly what I wanted to be doing on this festiva four-day weekend. (Very little.)
Oh, also...I got a letter Christmas Eve saying that I haven't been shortlisted for an interview for That Job. Go figure.
I'm counting down til 5pm when we can shut the library and head off. I'm going straight to Alan and Rachel's with some much-anticipated gingerbread. Lee is there already, no doubt having a great time playing Apples to Apples. *Moan, whine.*
Evie and Jarratt have boughth a house! I am very happy for them and jealous of the gorgeous-ness of thier new place. Can't wait for the housewarming! Man, if only I could convince Lee that he wouldn't mind the bugs and spiders and commute we could get a lovely big house out that way too. *sigh.*
I finished Tuck, Everlasting and I reccommend it. It's lovely and a bit sad at the end. You know when you'd make a different choice to the main character and it'd be the wrong choice, but would lead to a happy exciting life? Yeah. I won't spoil it, but if it was me, I'd have made the "wrong" choice.
I am now reading The Time Traveller's Wife. I was only 11 pages in when the time travel started confusing me, but I've got the hang of it now (mostly) and handily the chapters tell you the date and the ages of the characters respectively so that makes it easy. It is a lovely lyrical lovestory. Whimsical in the best way. Awesome so far.
Music in my head: Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas, sung by Judy of course.
Tonight: visiting, socializing and then home to bake chocolate cherry torte and sleep!
I have a pimple coming through just on the end of my nose. It is making my nose extremely itchy and I keep rubbing it and soon I will be Jenni the red-nosed reindeer. Ah well, at least it's festive!
Also! Last night I got Joybelle, the Super-Awesome Fairytopia Fairy Barbie of greatness. Thanks to Chelle and Jase, she is so cool! She has rooted eyelashes and big sparkly wings that flap and body paint and tatoos. Her hair is all braided and she is just so pretty. I must get a doll stand so that she can be displayed properly.
More presents news as it comes to hand.
Watched the Muppet Christmas Carol last night, which never fails to make me feel happy and Christmassy. Giffy came over for tea and we ate roast beast and talked about possible Kapcon LARP characters.
Ay, me. Work hours seem long.
Tonight: Making gingerbread. More gingerbread! Bigger gingerbread! Yup, lots of gingerbread, so I can take some to Rachel and Alan's tomorrow, and some to my family on Christmas Day and some to Lee's family. I kinda want to go out and pike on the gingerbread but I want to eat Monsoon Poon and we wouldn't be able to get a table right after laserforce, so I will stay home and for dinner I'll eat...uh, something. Something good. Might be Kransky and half-baked bread.
Plus I totally have people depending on my L337 gingerbread production skillz.
I am reading Tuck Everlasting which is a classic children's novel, yo. It's quite charming. Lovely visual writing with a smiple story and believable characters. Quite curious to see the movie now.
The title is a quote from last nights Inspectres hilarity. I once again state my love for both my roleplaying Boyz and the game Inspectres.
Love, dude.
I've been saying dude again, I just don't know why.
Some more:
Josh: Ok, I'll just go type out my second warning letter.
Petrova: I'm moving in with you.
Josh: Ok. Is there a catch?
Petrova: I have no clothes.
Plus the whole bit when Josh got smothered by a giant Were-Stingray while wearing a pink bunny suit full of dead devil elves.
Aaaaah. Happy Inspectres Christmas!
Deck the Halls! It's nearly Christmas!
Tonight I get Inspectres which will be grand and fun. I have had a little cold since Friday. (I blame Svend, who sat next to me and shared the mic for singstar on Thursday night and then just as he was leaving, mentioned he was sick and possibly had a fever. How you feeling Sv?)
Decided not to try and make fudge again, as it was too traumatic and even though people said nice things about the fudge I remain suspicious of it. It's all gone now, the last crumbs flushed down the munchy-munch* in the kitchen.
Last night I made up some more gingerbread. I made ginger Boyz for my Gamer Boyz. Heee. Might have to make up some more dough actually, since I have promised some to Mum and Lee's Mum and I have less than a quarter of it left. Erp. Must buy more oranges and honey before I do that.
I just love the Christmas season. Plus it looks like being an incredible Christmas of togetherness because my parents are (probably) coming with us to see Lee's parents and eat crayfish. Oh yeah. Crayfish. So yay for that! Lee thinks it's a bit frightening but I think it's neatie.
On Sunday we saw the Lemony Snicket movie which I loved to bits and Lee found too Americanized. (Conveniently forgetting the fact that the books are written by an American, but whatever. I am soooo in love with Violet Baudelaire. Is that wrong of me?) The whole production was just so sumptuous and gorgeous that I just kinda sat back and went "Aaaaaaaah."
I had a good board game Sunday. I won Apples to Apples, In a Pickle and Absolute Balderdash, which just goes to show how awesome I am at spouting bullshit. Not just any bullshit though, believable bullshit. Balderdash is such a great game.
*Some people call them In-sink-erators, I call them by their True Name.
I was inspired by Phreq and updated my "100 things". Actually I didn't have to change too much. Just some tenses and dates. I added how many movies I saw in this year's film fest...and yeah. I opened up comments on it again, so feel free to y'know. Comment.
Last night Giffy lent me her PS2 and singstar and I sang so much I have a sore throat today. It was good training for tomorrow though, since I'm taking it to my work Christmas party for fun and laughter.
Movies I've watched this week: New: In America which is just a beautiful film full of tragedy and happiness. Who'd a thunk that a movie about illegal aliens would be so great? Those little girls are do adorable!
Re-Watch: Love, Actually. well, it's that time of year isn't it?
Spanish Apartment just as lovely as I remembered and with a bunch of stuff I had forgotten so Yay! The hot barmaid was still hot.
Reading: Miss Smithers which is the sequel to Alice, I think and very funny.
Music in my head: Too lost (sugababes? It's from Love, Actually.)
Neck: pretty stiff, but I made sure I didn't sleep on it last night so much better.
Bring on the weekend!
I wonder if we could Yum Char on Sunday morning?
I'm not the same person I was a year ago. I can't do the same amount of things. My shoulder is sore, between my right shoulder and my neck it just aches. It's so stiff that I can't really turn my head more than 70 degrees.
I think it's from coming home on Tuesday and making cookies, but I'm not sure. It was bugging me all yesterday and then I slept on it last night and it's just so stiff. Owch. Not at work.
On the other hand, my Jane Austen game Matchmaking and Machinations will be running in the second stream at Kapcon. Woot! Now I just have to make myself a pretty Jane Austen dress to wear and sort out which LARP character I want to be.
I have applied for that job again. The lady who got it last time got sick and quit...so I'm trying again, and I'm trying to not worry about it. Just thinking positive and not get my hopes up. I sent in my application today with a specially re-written and punchy cover letter. My direct boss was very helpful yesterday and I must talk to him more if I get an interview. He knows what they want to hear, so that's pretty damn useful.
I am listening to Rent, which is just as wonderful as I remembered. (Title from one of the refrains.)
There's only us, there's only this
forget regret or life is yours to miss.
Yeah, so I was waiting 'til I'd worn every pair before I made it official, but today is red-and-black stripes day and I can make it known:
The super-long socks that Frank bought me in England are the most awesome socks ever! OMG! Like, they go right over my knees and part way up my thigh and they *stay there* and they're warm and funky stripes and so good!
All praise Frankie who brought socks over the seas to me!
.....and uh, those still over there...if you're thinking of buying me anything make it the awesome Pound-a-pair over the knee socks from the market Frank went to.
Best. Socks. Ever.
Well, against all expectations the fudge tastes great. Suspect that good fudge demands a kind of blood price, so making fudge is a kind of painful but cathartic experience.
My arm burn is tiny and doesn't hurt at all today. It just looks like a little pink pimple, lost in my arm freckles, so not to worry. I type on!
Lee cut my hair for me again last night, now it's nice and short and bobby again. Hurrah!
I am nearly finished reading the newest Jacqueline Wilson book Diamond Girls, it is very exciting and good.
Tonight: I make up gingerbread cookies. Maybe chocolate chip ones as well? We'll see. I don't expect a repeat of last night's debacle.
Watched the Family Guy Freaking Christmas Special last night. It is very good.
Gather round, let me tell you a story. A Christmas story about your Aunty Jenni who tried to make fudge.
Well, you see, on Sunday morning Jenni made the gingerbread dough. The same recipe that she uses every year because of it being tried and true and everything. After work on Monday Jenni thought she'd make up some of the cookies. She'd roll out the dough and cut out little shapes and it'd be great. Then she thought again and she remembered that she didn't really *need* the cookies for a few more days. She could leave the dough a bit longer and make the cookies another night.
"What other tasty Christmas treats could I make?" She thought to herself. "What about fudge? Everybody loves fudge!" She picked up her trusty Edmond's cookbook and found the Russian Fudge recipe and saw that she had all the ingredients in her kitchen. "Everybody will love to eat fudge that I make" thought Jenni and she set out into the kitchen, found a saucepan and started to make it.
The slow dissolving of sugar into milk took ages. Now, you know Aunty Jenni and she's a little impatient. She got bored of stirring continuously and turned the heat up a little higher than she maybe should have in the effort to get the sugar to melt a little faster.
Soon Aunty Jenni thought to herself "That'll do, the sugar is dissolved-ish" and she went on to add the condensed milk, butter and golden syrup to the white goo. "Goodness this is full of refined fats!" Aunty Jenni thought to herself. "Why are there no healthy Christmas treats? Not to worry, all things in moderation and besides: Everybody loves fudge!"
After the butter had melted Aunty Jenni gave the mixture a really good stir and some strange dark brown shapes rose to the surface from the depths. "Uh-oh" thought Aunty Jenni, "that doesn't seem good." The dark shapes didn't go away and the more she stirred the more rose to the top. "Maybe that's how Russian fudge gets its dark colour?" She reasoned and turned the heat up to make the stuff boil.
Soon it was bubbling away like a Rotorua hotpool and Aunty Jenni was stirring only occassionally to keep it from burning. The problem was that with every stir more and more dark bits rose up to the surface. Now Aunty Jenni was fairly sure this was burning sugar pieces rising up, and usually fudge wasn't made of burnt sugar, she started to get a little frantic.
She skimmed the bubbling surface for the burnt sugar and carried it across the kitchen to the sink, went back and stirred again, more burnt sugar. Aunty Jenni skimmed and removed the burnt sugar and stirred up more and skimmed it and stirred and removed. By this time, Aunty Jenni was getting a little annoyed. It seems the fudge mixture was getting annoyed too because the next time she went to stir it: "Fzzzt!" The misture spat a burning hot splash at Aunty Jenni. It hit her forearm and burned her!
Now Aunty Jenni was really mad. Her fudge was burning itself and her too! And her arm really hurt! She stuck it under running cold water for as long as she could trust the fudge alone before it burnt itself again. She had to keep stirring it and testing drops of it in a bowl of cold water to check if it was done or not.
The stirring spoon was getting hotter and hotter and the steam kept getting in her face and her poor burnt arm throbbed and hurt...until finally, Aunty Jenni saw that the drop of fudge mix had formed a soft ball in the water (or close enough) and she could take the cursed fudge off the heat. This she did and sighed a huge sigh of relief.
She let it cool for a while and then after cleaning up the mess it had made spitting on the hob, she beat the wretched mixture with a vengence. She beat it hard and long, until it was thickened, and she could pour it into the buttered pan that was waiting for it.
....and that's where that fudge mixture is right now. Aunty Jenni doesn't know if it will taste any good, but she's going to eat it all the same, she's going to make sure it pays for how it treated her. Oh yes, it will pay. After all, Everybody loves fudge right?
Wow, I'm somehow surprised about how passionately everyone feels about the New Zealand flag. I can see how hard it's going to be to get it changed into something everyone can relate to.
Anyhoo, yesterday I saw Ella Enchanted. It was completely awesome. I love it to bits and already have plans to buy the DVD. Anne Hathaway is a very good actor, and they got a mini Chris O'Donnell lookalike to be the handsome prince. I loved the way he always wore leather pants. (He dressed a lot like Eavan...Hmmm...actually it was a very Changeling-esque movie.)
Also Cary Elwes was a fantastically evil bad guy like Svend said: "Where's the scenery? Let me chew it!" Awesome stuff. Although my dodgy mind went on bad tangents when he found out that he could make Ella do anything he wanted and they were alone in a room together and no one could see....Uhm, moving right along.....
Debz and Matt came over with the Extended Return of the King which was completely long and wonderful. Much like the other two EE's all the added bits were kinda essential to the story. Well, OK, the drinking game scene maybe not so much essential but it did make a later scene make more sense. Hee hee.
I thought I finished my Christmas shopping yesterday but I have to get something for my Nan still. Bums.
In treaty training yesterday I was posed a hard question. What is really important to me? What is so important to me that I'd march for it. Hikoi to parliament?
I have personal wishes and wishes for the world. They are all idealistic and tree huggy, so if that's gonna bother you just stop reading now. What I hope for is that people will read and think about what really matters to them. What would you march for?
Here's what I wrote down at the course, under pressure of time constraints and limited space on a little card:
Global - Peace on Earth.
Keep the world safe, no global warming. Environment.
To do what will maintain the world for the next generation - an end to destruction.
National - A new flag, the silver fern represents all the people of New Zealand unified on the central stem.
Equal opportunities. Sustainable living, eco-friendly.
Personal - no judgement on people.
- no assumptions about people.
When I pass on where do I want my bones to lie?
How can I encourage mutual respect and politeness, but still allow for differences?
Moving forward. *
Respect for children, no more abuse.*
*These two were from other people on the course.
After that we marched through town to Parliament (9 white people with open minds, one Samoan and our Maori trainer watching our backs) and there we saw the remaining people there for the Civil Union Bill. Some of them were religious anti-Civil Union and at the front were the pro-Civil Union people. The signs the religious people held all talked of hate and Hell and wickedness. (Obviously religious people is just a term I'm using here, I don't mean to generalise about all religious people. Not all religions were represented and these guys are extremists in any case. Still, the ones left over when we came past were all religious.)
Here's what I feel about the Civil Union bill: It's a right. People who have a problem with it don't have to do it. Everyone who loves each other should be allowed to express it in an official ceremony that shows the world and represents their relationship by law. I think I've said this before, but it's not just for gay and lesbian people either, some heterosexual people have huge problems with marriage (and I'm not just talking about Lee here), because they don't like religion or they have been to some awful weddings or whatever. Why not have another option. Hey, the more inclusive the better!
Why prevent people from being happy? I'm glad it's gone through. It makes me happy to be a kiwi. Take your hate and turn it into positive energy. When I'm angry I've found I can use the energy to do house work. (Hooray! I've found a way to channel my anger!)
We went on to the archives and looked at the Treaty of Waitangi. It's all old and damaged and rat eaten. The atmosphere in that room is amazing. It's completely quiet and quite dark. Like you can feel the history right there in the room with you, like the importance is a palpable presence. The guy who trained us showed us the mark his ancestor made. A lot of the chiefs drew the symbol of their mokos to sign, since obviously they couldn't write. There are a lot of little spirals on that document. It's quite amazing.
It was an awe inspiring experience. I still can't quite believe how easy it is to see it. Just leave your bag at the counter and wander on through.
Here's another list I made last night of the things that are important to me.
Right, so. Who's gonna help me change the world? (Or at least New Zealand?)
I've had a great two days at Treaty Training. Dynamic teachers really improve my life. I have a lot of mulling to do, but for now I'll just say: Inspired, excited, empowered.
Then I went Christmas shopping.
- I don't think I'll ever go into Living and Giving again. It's not so much a claustrophobia thing, but a 'if I turn too fast or walk down this aisle I'll break something and have to pay for it' thing. Ooooh but they had lovely serving dishes in Pasifika designs...I want....
- Spent Way Too Much at Lush, but it's almost all presents, so that's OK, right?
- My biggest problem with Christmas shopping is that I mostly find things that I want, for me. So many books out that I want. So many books. As it is I bought myself three books. (No Jenni! Bad Jenni! No biscuit!) (although one of them is Clubs by Kate de Goldi that I mentioned the other day....awesome!)
- Was very tempted by "Santa is my homeboy" tshirt from supre, but figure I'll only want to wear it in December and had already bought myself three books, so. No new tshirt.
- Made friendly small talk with all the people who served me, which was nice. I hope I brightened their days a little.
So, my Xmas list is down to a few peeps. Waiting for Play Ground to get in a copy of Carcasonne for my Lovely Sister and have to buy Lee some stuff. Something for my Granma and then some sundry chocolates and $5 presents and I'm done. (I think...who am I forgetting?)
Tomorrow: What really matters to me.
PS. OMG! Inspectres was a complete riot of awesomeness. Star joined in and was wonderful and we were all pissing ourselves with laughter. So much laughing! Thanks Hix!
Still feelin' Christmassy.
Went to quiz night tonight and could only remember one of Roseanne's kids from the show. I remembered Darlene.* Came home made a bit of a tidy up and wrapped some gifts. Trying to use fabric instead of paper where possible as it's pretty and easily recycled!
Tomorrow and the next day I have Treaty Training, so I won't be near a puter during the day. Tomorrow night I get to play Inspectres, so yay!
Today was a crazy busy day but it started with a lovely work breakfast and a talk from author Kate De Goldi who is both charming and lovely. She is a very good and funny speaker and I would recommend seeing her if you ever get the chance. Also she has a new book aimed at 9-12 year olds called Clubs which is super awesome and I want.
Current Music: the "hidden" track at the end of Throwing Copper by Live.
She rode a horse into my head,
she won't discipline the children,
now they're running wild on the beach,
but I don't care, no I don't care..
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*The other two are Becky and DJ if you were wondering.
W00t!
National Treasure is....it's alright. OK. Not brilliant, not Gadawful. It was exactly like Indiana Jones but with Nic Cage and set almost entirely in America. I was having archival conniptions over the mistreatment the Declaration of Independence recieves...interestingly less the ....OK< I'm gonna go into minor spoiler territory here, but I don't think anyone cares that much, so I'm just gonna say it....less the painting it with lemon juice because at least that was done by a certified archivist professional, I was much more concerned with the constant rolling and unrolling and handling with bare, unwashed, dirty, acidic hands.
But anyway. The sudden fad for having librarians in action movies is kinda cool for me. Oh, something else that didn't really work in Nat. Treas. was the romance. It made no sense, until I framed it in my mind as a Dom/sub thing. Y'see, if I think of the chick as someone who is really very submissive then it makes sense that she falls in love with him. I mean, they spend like, hardly any time interacting in the movie and he keeps ordering her around.
So yeah. Odd.
Last night we watched the Trouble with Harry which is one of my latest DVD purchases. It wasn't quite as funny the second time around, but good all the same.
I've been feeling all Christmassy since Carols and yesterday I put up my little fake tree. It's pretty and sparkly but a little bare. If anyone wants to donate a decoration it'd be much appreciated. As long as it's nice.
Also got some present shopping done yesterday which is all good. A quarter of my family is done and half of Lee's. I know what to get all the rest of my family so that's good, just a bit of general friends shopping to go and then I can relax and concentrate on baking. Hurrah!
Carols by Candlelight was completely awesome. Not just because I ended up with a minor posse, not just because I got to sing carols like a crazy shrieking lady, not just because there were a bunch of teenage boys sitting behind us and making funny jokes, oh no. Because there were bananas in pyjamas that went on a flying fox down from one of the corporate boxes to behind the stage!
Flying Foxing Bananas in Pyjamas is the weirdest thing, but so cool.
Then Sylvester and Tweety did it, and then Shrek and Donkey(!) and then Santa. Santa had also done a flyover in the Rescure helicopter. Then he flying foxed down and then he sang a variation on "Blue Suede Shoes" ...it was a little dodgy. "Help me, put on my big red suit" I mean, the lyrics weren't *that* dodgy (except the bit that went "I've got what you want right here in my sack") but the whole implication that Santa is naked and needs help to get dressed isn't exactly wholesome to me.
Also there were fireworks. Best. Carols by Candlelight. Ever.
Now, if only I could convince more people to come next year. Would drinks beforehand entice any more people along? A lot of people go to it, but you only really get affected by the crowds as you leave, and then everyone is going the same way (mostly) and anyway, we could wait on the seats until it's mostly disappated. Sass, Star and I sat in the bleachers? Stadium part? Seated area? and it was cool. Not only were we sheltered from the wind, but we had all-show entertainment from the kids going crazy hyper on the grass at the back of the crowd. So much running and chasing and trying to kill each other. Hilarious.
Also yesterday we had Yum Char with Lee's parents and that was rilly rilly good. We had coconut jelly but no fried chicken wings, so it seems I can never have everything I want from Yum Char. I always get Bbq pork buns and coconut buns though so that's great.
Then I had Buffy game which was fun fun, I love that group of roleplayers. We have a good....synergy. Heh.
On Friday night watched the Prince and Me which was thoroughly predictable and had the upsetting premise assumption that a woman can have a husband OR a career. Obviously this is somewhat the case for the main character who would have to be the Queen of Denmark, but they set it up with all her friends from 'back home' being married and thus having given up on their dreams. *shudders*.
On the up side, it had some really cute bits and a butterfly that flew around the whole world.
New York Minute was also predictable and made no sense. Mary-Kate and Ashley got naked quite frequently to draw in the male viewers, but since it bombed in the box office that obviously didn't work. It had a lot of laughs for Sass and I though, so not a complete waste of time.
Frank is now a member of the Mary-Kate and Ashley club by the way, and only the third male to join!
Yeah, my jaw is very tender. Left lower side right at the back as if a wisdom tooth is coming through. I think that's what caused my neck pain earlier this week and continues to wreck havoc with my entire spine, chest, neck, jaw, etc. I had a wheat bag last night. How can one single bag o'warm give so much happiness?
Nearly the weekend again, again. I am a bit unnerved by how fast my weekends fill up at the moment. When am I going to get christmas shopping done? Ergh. Actually it's not too bad.
Must make a list. Lists solve everything. Shut up! They do!
Amulet of Samarkand is a very good book. I wish I had more time to read it!
Lee is craving Yum Char again *already*. Obviously we didn't stuff ourselved full enough last week, because I'm contemplating saying yes!
Lee's parents want to come and see what the fuss is about, so we could go. If anyone else is interested in Yum Char Saturday morning (less busy than Sunday) give me a call, I'll book us a table tomorrow.
Finished Sherlock Holmes last night. More laughable Holmes/Watson innuendo for me and Lee. I have really enjoyed the series and would recommend it to all who like whodunnits. Jeremy Brett is a wonderfully ascerbic and somewhat corpselike Holmes.
Tonight I am working late so I had some time this morning to do Christmas shopping. I was unsuccessful mostly. I did buy one present, which is good, but I'd been hoping to get three. *moan, whinge, moan, whinge* ah well, I still have a couple more weeks.
"Snow is grey, are you listening?
Far away people glistening!
A beautiful night, we like to eat light
Walking in a windy Wellington."
~ Jenni's fantastic rendition of Winter Wonderland.
So, I have freaking neck pain again.
So annoying. It's at the very top of my spine just at the base of my skull, so if I don't watch what I'm doing carefully I get dizzy. Lovely.
I was thinking about oldness and how it shouldn't really be measured by physical age. Some of my friends are the same age but act as if there are ten years in between ages. (Not naming any names here!), then some people who are physically much older act young young young. I have heard of spookily smart kids who seem wise beyond their years, but I've never actually met one so I'm not able to confirm their existence.
So, I'm thinking everyone can stop referring to my actual age and go with the age you reckon I act. I think I'm a late teenager. Maybe 18?*
How old are you? Reeeeeally?
*Of course, my actual age is much older, like millions of years. I used to beat up T-Rex's doncha know?