Lists, late nights and new acquisitions.

So to start I just wanted to mention that I am currently compiling a list of 101 things to do in 1001 days. http://www.triplux.com/dayzero/ Also I am completely HTML illiterate so I dont know how to make it all snazzy where the words are a direct link, I'm sure it's incredibly easy. Someone please teach me??

That shall be compiled shortly and shall be posted on here as well as the progress of the lists documentation.

I went out last night. I was convinced by an incredibly attractive girl to meet her and some other work friends at O'malleys for $4 Coronas, from there we went to a bar just down from the Brewhouse in the city. Some little Asian Karaoke dive where we danced to shitty pop music in front of the light spectacular and played pool REALLY badly. Also, why do I always make these commitments that I'll only go out for a couple of drinks and catch the last train home? We all know those promises never last, why do I lie to myself so?

I went up to the RSPCA Op Shop at Moorooka this morning and bought myself a wardrobe to get rid of the ugly rack that is curretnly holding all my clothes. I love Op Shop ladies, they are so predictable, either incredibly nice and sugary sweet or harsh old bags. I had the latter this morning, but hey she gave me a gorgeous lace curtain for 50c, she can't be that bad.

Another incredibly exciting experience that I had this morning that I'm sure make for incredibly thrilling blog fodder is my first and last attempt to cut my own hair. I recently got a fringe for the first time and this is what it was like just after I got it cut, all shiny and new . . .



Well we all know how quickly fringes grow and lo and behold six weeks later it was pissing me off. So I thought to myself, "People cut their own hair all the time! I'm moderately intelligent and skilled with scissors, I'm sure I can manage this myself."

*note to self, don't listen to brain when it tries to convince you to do a job yourself that really should be done by a professional*

Of course the only scissors I had available were either the kitchen scissors or my art scissors, I took the hygeinic route and used the art scissors . . .



Surprisingly it wasn't a complete disaster but lets just say its not exactly straight. Please don't look too closely at the left hand side. . .

side note - I love how incredibly narcissistic blogs are !

So concludes my hair cutting adventure. I have been spenging a lovely day doing washing, tidying my room, putting new sheets on my bed and reading Emma (Jane Austin).



Hope your Saturday has been as delightful as mine.