so yeah, i got my promotion. the eye makeup overload worked. and i'm celebrating with a day off. and listening to some justin timberlake ballad. at home. on a wednesday. bliss. i have the front door open too. for ciruclation. but the neighbourhood cats think it is open for them. i am not a cat person.

because dogs rule, and cats drool.

last night, also in job celebration mode, my ma and pa made dinner. and i found my diary from 1991. i think i was religi-curious at the time. because i ended each entry with god bless. or maybe i was just afraid of death. i seem to remember being preoccupied from ages eight to thirteen with dying. i mean, hello i thought i had aids cos i slept in the same bed as my brother once when we were at my aunt's place. and you got aids from sleeping with people apparently. friggen euphemism.

anyway, it seemed my greatest loves - apart from baby jesus - were bike pants, babydoll tops and calling other girls fat sluts. i must have just learned the word slut. i seemed to relish its use.

the diary also has insight into my grandfather's dementia. and talks about the greatest dog of all time, izzy. who was the most beautiful thing you ever saw. and who would sleep on our bed if any of us had been crying. which according to my diary i did a lot.

in other childish things, i watched hairspray (the recent one) the other day. i went to the original with my dad and brother when it first came out. which now i think about it was a bit random. but whatever. my dad loves elvis, he probably had been told the movie was a 60s nostalgia piece. which it sort of is. SORT OF.

anyway i have strong preference for the original one. as much as anything, it gave us ricki lake. but the best thing about the new version is this song....




and maybe zac. but this song in particular because, at the risk of scaring potential suitors off, it is me all over baby. one nudge: and i'm planning the wedding.

god help anyone who nudges me on valentines day. which is tomorrow. and oh my god i just remembered i wont be at work. what if flowers get delivered???? note to self: email someone at work and get them to pick them up for you. i haven't even made any VD cards this year. i have no idea what i have been wasting my time on, if not making VD cards. maybe i'll do happy leap year cards instead this year.

anyway, i'm going off to pack now. for dorkland. where i will be until sunday. alone. so i will probably be playing a lot of scrabulous. excellent.