Let me tell you about my phone. It suddenly developed a black spot, WHICH IS GROWING! Otheriwise it is the same piece of shit it's always been (cheapass motorola). This started on Saturday night, undropped and unprompted. The shitter - I have only one line of visable text left. It's getting almost impossible to call or even blind text. I CANT SEE WHO THE RECIEVER IS! GRRR. I'm starting to think that my phone is really a pirate who's been given the black mark. Otherwise WHY! KAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNN!

Not on a happier topic, I've found a depression trigger. COUNTRY MUSIC. I shit you not. Discovered when I burst into tears upon hearing Sarah Storer's voice on the weekend. I'm pretty sure I have to be fairly well into a low for this to work but I'm not going to risk it. PLEASE, do not play me country music.

Housesitting with Jess  & Jenn was good. $24 Opera at the cinema, meeting lots of lovely new people, Articulate!, bizzare discussions and not much lounging in pyjamas watching dvds. I was really looking forward to the lazy part, instead we were way too social. Ah well, at least I've now seen 'Hercules Returns'. >< Why did no one tell me how brilliant that old film is?

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