so i have started to recover from how robert downey jnr is a hunk. i have also almost recovered from going out on thursday night. you know you're old when this happens. which is too depressing for words.

thursday night i went to the launch of the matariki stamps by nz post.

i am not really one for stamps, and i find networking stressful. but the hors d'eourves kept coming and the entertainment was stellar. plus afterwards i got to go to zibibbo for dinner and then to hawthorne lounge to hang out with all blacks, serbian body guards and celebrate cpw's birthday in drunken style. but of course because i'm lame and have to wait for my electric blanket to warm up before i go to bed this all equated to staying up past one am and feeling very very grumpy when i woke up again at six.

which is probably why my eye balls felt like they were being stabbed all day friday. which caused me to want to stab other people's eyes.

today though, i'm feeling more generous. even though i spent hours at work. today, i'm ready to raise some money for mnd. especially when it involves barnaby weir. are you coming along too?