hey, monkey

i went to see King Kong Saturday afternoon. the movie started at 4:15, the cinema attendant told me it'd be over by 7:40 - "it's over three hours long, including credits." i walked out of the show at 6:35; the film was that bad.

okay, that was a lie. i walked out of the show at 6:35 because i had tickets for Handel's Messiah at 7:30 and had to be at the Philharmonic by 7:00.

well, it was half a lie. because the film really was that bad. without giving much away, i'll just say that a lot of things that don't make any sense happen. "it's a movie of miracles," i'd remarked to Christina on the way to the concert.

today i woke up past noon again. spent the rest of the day being a little bit productive (i did my laundry, the dishes, and cooked dinner) and a lot unproductive (watched The West Wing DVDs and got started on Resident Evil: Outbreak, which sucks a little). tomorrow university starts up again. i have a string of things to do starting 9am, which includes getting a Council Tax exemption certificate from the university to show to the Council's Office, because i received a court summons on Friday for January the 23rd - apparently i owe the Council £225+ in council taxes, except the thing is that i'm exempt from council tax because i'm a student. so hopefully showing them my tax exemption certificate means that i won't have to go to court, which means that i won't have to hire a lawyer, which will save me a lot of money.

plus, work. i'm way behind on that.

resolutions begin today!

today i woke up at 8am, and was out of bed by the wee hours of 9. this is the first time i've been out of bed well before noon in the last month or so, and i just wanted to let the internet know that, and also have it as documented evidence on this here web-space.

today i plan to head down to the city and pay off some dreaded bills, walk around and inhale a bit of fresh air cos i've been breathing recycled air for the past week now and my lungs are starting to get a little stale.

have a great day, everyone!

another day, another dollar (less)

so it's yet another year gone by. it still seems like only just last night that i was sitting in the KLCC gardens with a handful of my closest friends, having Twisties and Diet Coke, waiting for the New Year countdown - when actually it was three years ago and those friends are now scattered around other parts of the world, thousands of miles away. this year's New Year's Eve was quiet. i had dinner with some friends, and later we watched the countdown on BBC. the first day of 2006 was spent in the same way that most of my Christmas break has been spent - ass on couch, eyes on TV. see, i meant to get some work done, what with it being the first day of the new year, and resolutions and promises made to self and all that - but then Gone With The Wind was showing on BBC2 and when a gem like that comes on you shut up and devote the next four hours to enjoying it. after that came The Lost Prince, and then one show led to another and before i knew it it was January 2nd, 2006.

speaking of January 2nd, 2006... something not-really-haha-funny happened today. if you've been a regular reader of this journal, you'll know that i often have rather odd dreams. for the past few months, i've had rather odd dreams every night - most of them quite vivid and realistic. today the strangest thing happened. you know that déjà vu feeling, when something happens that you're sure has happened before... well today i had a did that really happen or not feeling, when an event played in my mind and i wasn't sure whether i had dreamt it, or if it had really happened - as in in real life - before. then, later on in the evening, i was having my bath and squeezed a glop of shampoo on my bath sponge instead of my hair. so instead of smelling like pure silk courtesy of Dove, i ended up smelling of brilliant brunette courtesy of John Freida. which leads me to deduce that i am maybe possibly perhaps slowly losing my mind. because when one starts getting dream scenarios mixed up with real-life scenarios, and shampoo mixed up with bath gel, it may be time to start ringing some warning bells, or starting the search for some misplaced marbles.

the beginning of the month is also right about the time when i start complaining about money woes. my bank balance is dwindling - slowly but surely. but although more money is just a phonecall to Dad away, i'll hold off a little while more this time, and depend on some good ol' sensible responsible budgeting.

having neglected the internet for so long, i now have cyber piles of e-mails to reply, long lists of reading to catch up on, and hopefully, hopefully, hopefully, this will be the day that i start getting some work done. hopefully.