today's post is dedicated to this guy. the grand duke of luxembourg, henri. today julia flies to luxembourg. not exactly to hangout with the grand duke. but it will probably happen because luxembourg is tiny. to quote wikipedia "Luxembourg has a population of under half a million people in an area of approximately 2,586 square kilometres (999 sq mi)."

half a million people AND a grand duke. those are good odds.

i also blame the grand duke for the state of my room. in short: ridiculous. i'm trying to find the perfect wedding outfit for next weekend. so naturally everything i own is balled up on the floor. i would have cleaned up after myself, but i'm too depressed about julia leaving.

luckily there is atomic to put the spring in your step. and in your shimmy. i probably saw you there actually. because EVERYONE who is ANYONE was there. but i ducked out for a malt shake about two and when i came back everyone was gone. luckily jo loves me. i know this because that's what her text said. and i also got some high fives.

today i comfort ate yum char and booked a trip to samoa. in your face grand duke. you're country of less than half a million will have to wait to get my hard earned cash. i'm all about tupua tamasese tuploa tufuga efi anyway.

now i'm lying on my bed trying to finish the invite to my birthday party. which fyi is going to be awesome. no thanks to the grand duke of friggen luxembourg who has stollen my party cohost. he's such a bitch.

i have so much to tell you. so basically gush gush caroline and morgan got married. gush some more. it was so lovely but i have no movie to make for them. my photos were a bit lame (plus they are already on facebook) and surely by now everyone has grown weary of my talk of fascinators. of fantasisers. or whatever.

so i'll just leave it as the official 'night of 2009'. end of story.

basically, i am struggling to find anything as awesome as cazza and morgue, so i'm in to escapism. naturally, i'm back into movies in a big way. yesterday: revolutionary road. 8 out of ten but i never want to see it again. why? depressing!!! but also

• it makes you crave martinis cos it turns out in the 1950s or whatever that is all that anyone drank. martinis or sherry, two ice cubes, filled to the brim.
• the fashions are so great it actually hurts
• you might sit next to two losers texting all their friends throughout the entire movie
• kate winslet's hair might likely bother you (too blonde) and
• you might end up thinking of matt damon. ew.

seriously, separated at birth or WHAT?

tonight, twilight. 7 out of ten. i've heard the criticism but frankly a hot guy deep breathing because he is overcome with desire is not such a bad thing. i am not the slightest bit freaked out by how he's a vampire. but it freaks me out that robert pattinson is like seven years younger than me and has been in harry potter movies. yet, i'd totally watch this again. and i might have to. i passed out from pain part way through due to drinking a strawberry bubble tea immediately before the movie then really really needing to pee. the strawberry bubble tea was good though.

now, we're in an economic recession if you hadn't noticed. so, if you can't afford to go to the movies just sit back and watch this. this the exact same movie our teachers used to make us watch before our annual camping trip. frankly, it is no wonder i'm a bit against the great outdoors.....

oh boy wasn't today beautiful. but people are mental. i forgot my scarf and part way in to town i started to worry i'd be too cold. i look around and notice EVERYONE was in singlets and shorts. what the? it's like it stops raining and being basically freezing and people think it is summer.

speaking of freezing, i am now freezing. and i have the consumption still so i should probably wrap up warm tonight. according to the sunday supplement in the startimes it is scientifically, like, proven that if your feet are warm you sleep better. and i'm sure the consumption is cured by sleeping more. thank GOD i have about a million pairs of socks.

and while i'm on the topic of purchasing too many things, now seems like the perfect time to recap my todo list from last week.

spending less was a joke. over the past week i bought two pairs of shoes, a bag, a dress, gloves, a hat and a hat box. clearly it is a cute hat box. but savings? what savings? i justified almost all purchases because they are part of my wedding ensemble. well not my wedding ensemble, but the ensemble i plan to wear to JHo's wedding in NY. think black and ruby. which i realise may sound a bit black widow, but i think, no - i KNOW- i will rock it.

so the spending less didn't happen. i also didn't beat hrc at scrab. but i'm doing pretty well on scrabulous (on facebook dot com) right now so not total shame. and regards the activities for NY,NY i haven't planned anything yet. i haven't even emailed the dude who has agreed for me to stay on his apartment floor or whatever to thank him. but hello, i have totally planned the most awesome outfit for NY so again, not total shame. walking to work didn't happen but walking to town did. and my hair will never be the kind of hair that has one sure fire way to up-do it. over the last week i have become resigned to this fact. but a new blue ribbon from the ex-internet dater has given me new lease of life in terms of experiementation.

on the success side: placed third in quiz (which while success in terms of achieving my to-dos is still actually a bit embarrassing), got my clothes clean, saw friends, updated whitey (my ipod) and got the world's best togs in the mail. and ian curtis movie. heartbreakingly awesome. take tissues.

so, i think a seven out of ten week. the spending thing was huge. i suck at spending. or rather i rule at it. it is the saving part i suck at.

so this week:

• in a change of approach i will save more.
• i will watch selected episodes of 90210 projected large like i'm at the movies. only because it is 90210 it will be better than any hollywood feature i can think of.
• go for an early morning walk around rotorua. this wont be totally impossible as i'm spending some of my time in rotorua this week. i'm such a highflying mandy.
• beat hrc at scrab
  
• rock the southern cross quiz, big time
• walk to work more
• put some poppy hiphop on whitey, my ipod. secret shame: rhianna's umbrella = gold. someone has already taken the screen name "i can be your cinder ella ella ella hey hey" on bebo dot com. damn them. because that would have been a great handle for me.
  
• see ryles. i've missed the light of my life who moved to shantown to be with the cows. i hope he remembers me. just in case i'm making a tshirt for him with my face on it. world's greatest aunt? probably.
  
• find a place to put all my clothes. i've run out of hangers. so have resorted to the floor as a backup wardrobe. but i'm over it. the piles of clean stuff are merging with the piles of dirty. it is not a good state to be in. especially since i'm not a teenager (despite what wellington bouncers seem to think).

and that will do. note i haven't tried to get over seth rogan this week. cos it's impossible. but as an interesting aside someone found this site using the search terms marcus lush's girlfriend. mmmhmmm. you know it.