Well…. nothing much is going on. Seems like things are happening all the time, but then I have nothing to say… or maybe just nothing I feel like writing about. Maybe I just have nothing to rant about…
hmph.
I got my beanie today, which is going to be really useful for overseas. It’s from emilystrange.com, black wool with little ears and a kitty patch on the front, and pom poms to tie up under your chin. It’s all lined and stuff too, which will be good for the winter weather over in Europe and the like. I’m not going to pretend I know what that’s like, because I don’t, so I’m just speculating here.
I have all but paid off my personal loan, there is a balance of $0.76 DR as of today. I could have paid off the entire thing if it weren’t for Greenpeace. Damn social conscience. I told Commonwealth to put a note on my account to call me once my loan was finalised, because I am definitely interested in getting another one. I think I’m far too fond of money. I used to say that I loved it and hated it at the same time, but I think I just love it. This is dangerous territory – I think I’m straying into the realms of the serial materialists. This won’t be so much of a problem when I become a more financially established human being (notice I say “when”, not “if”). I don’t mind where I am right now, but things will be more fun when I don’t have so many worries.The saying that “money can’t buy happiness” may be true in it’s literal meaning, but then again, it does help you on the path to happiness. A lot of peoples’ worries stem from financial hardship. And it is true that worry is not a positive experience.
Therefore, if you take away one worry (ie. financial hardship by winning lotto) you’re going to be a bit happier by default. So there.
Anyways, I guess that’s enough of my superficial, shallow ramblings on money. I could dislike myself for having said all of that, because if I listened to someone rave on about how much they loved money, and how it was the true path to happiness (that’s not what i said! Don’t put words in my mouth!) I’d probably think it was revolting (no – not attempting to overthrow authorities…). But I guess you have to take everything with a grain of salt. Just because someone follows a train of thought to it’s conclusion in the form of a blog entry does not mean that they feel that way entirely, it’s just a current thought that they decided to pick up and run with. Have I sufficiently absolved guilt for the above paragraph? Or should I just delete the whole thing and start again?
Forget it 
Tomorrow Noelle, Rot and I are going to see Skeleton Key after work. I now know what I’m getting Lauren for her birthday, which is a relief. I’ll pay for it tomorrow and then be broke until Wednesday next week. I’ll have to get Rot to give me the money for her movie ticket tomorrow morning so I can buy them from the social club office while it’s open. I always forget and leave it too late. Well not this time!
This time I will remember!
I’m going to go read my book about the plague. Wow that was awesome on NCIS, Tony getting the plague and he’s still a chauvinist sex-obsessed pig (I could have said deviant, but that’s a vey strong accusation for poor old antibiotic-resistant-plague-afflicted-15-per-cent-chance-of-survival Dinozzo). Wow. That’s dedicated. It was corny but I loved it. AND haha the reason they call Ducky Ducky is because his last name is Mallard! Now, it’s not that I just realised the connection, it’s that I just found out his last name. I made the connection straight away, it’s just that prior to that I wondered where the name had come from. I love realisations. I can say “ah! So that’s why! Cool!” It’s like finding a little secret, and then I just blurt it out and everyone already knew anyway!