My my! At Waterloo, Napolean did surrender. As do I, right now. Incidentally.

Man. I now realise that I am, in fact, a total snob and that I suck. Why? Because all my life I have turned my nose up at pre-bought mixes for things like cakes, declaring them lame and cheating and rubbish and disgusting and many other derogatory and unflattering things.

I suck. I suck so hard. Because brownie-mix brownies ('just add water!') are the best thing ever. Like, seriously. Especially when consumed with Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Brownie ice cream. Oh Lord, yes. *devours*

Just watched Muriel's Wedding which is a brilliant film, despite the fact that it makes me cry in loads of different places, for different reasons. Toni Collette is fucking awesome. If I were gay, I'd totally do her. /tangent

And now it's almost 2am and I have to go to fucking work tomorrow and be surrounded by frickin' idiots people who also don't want to be there on the weekend and bah, I shouldn't complain because I only have just over a week left but it's the weekend and that means huge amounts of emo stress because of him being there and can anyone tell that I'm just avoiding going to bed because when I wake up, it'll be Saturday and I'm kind of into avoiding those right now? Even worse, the day after that will be Sunday (I am a handy learning tool for those who don't know which order the days of the week come in) which means not only huge amounts of emo stress but the fact that its the busiest day of the week and we're a man down this weekend and the boss is being even more of a bitch than usual at the moment and it's going to be horridhorridhorrid. *stamps foot* Don't wanna.

Ok, I'm shutting up and going to bed now. Bull by the horns an' all that. I shall be optimistic for sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads good things to happen despite all the whinging.