So look at this wine, it only costs $180

I saw a girl at curtin shops today. She was wearing a skinny salmon cardigan and had wavy long dirty blonde hair. She seems like that kind of girl I would fall in love with if I was a man. Not if I was a lesbian, I think I'd like them butchier. Sometimes I wish I was that girl.

It's easy to write off an entire place and time, until you look for diamonds in the rough, and I think we all think we are a little diamond in the rough. I dunno how many carats though.

Talking of carrots, I plan to make a lovely smoothie get me red blooded tomorrow morning, habitually would this turn me orange? My mum thinks so.

I've staved off writing a blog for a long time. Now I just want to write something that I might be proud to look back on. Tough chance, everything else I wrote as an adolescence repulsed me.

I'm really enjoying "taking picture" by Anne whats-her-name. It's nice to get back into books, that take you somewhere more interesting than you occupy physically.

I want to watch the inconvenient truth, firstly I feel I'm missing out on something, and I feel in the mood for some guilt.