i made cupcakes in the weekend and was chuffed with myself. then i ate one for breakfast this morning and i was all regrets. cupcakes are a great afternoon tea. and yet at eight am, not so much the right food choice.

i have been listening to the radio news too much. now i'm worried i'm single handedly causing the power crisis. with my baking and my electric blanket and tupac - my laptop. not to mention the amount of charging chelsea clinton, my new york ipod, requires. i decided to switch from nat rad to marcus lush this morning, in the hopes of a more light hearted but still informed start to my day. i'm not convinced marcus was on this morning. because it wasn't even hilarious for one moment. i listened to owner of a lonely heart on chelsea clinton instead.

anyway, as a result i forgot the power crisis stuff until this evening. when i started turning off my house lights furiously. we'll have to see how long this behaviour lasts.

one thing is for sure, i will be laying off the baking for a few weeks. both in the interests of the environment and of my early morning blood sugar levels. of course that starts tomorrow, because now i'm addicted to baking and so i made biscuits tonight. but i made them out of rolled oats so maybe they'll make a better breakfast? plus i undercooked them - which of course means less electicity used for cooking. i'm so environmentally conscious.

ps: you should totally watch the yes video clip linked above. it is like a short film with people "morphing" into animals. brilliant. watch it with the lights out though. i don't want you using needless electricity.

i hate to romanticise the past. like the past is when things were great and now is when things are stink. like how people are all excited about how joy bars have been rereleased, but then i had one the other day and it was nothing to write home about. in fact the new fruju is much more exciting and rewarding.

but i don't think i am being overly romantic about the past when i say: the buses just used to be better. at the risk of being predictable, catching a bus is now the stinkest part of my day. i slept in this morning, for example, and it took 45 minutes to get to work on the bus. incidentally it takes 45 minutes to WALK to work. but i didn't walk since i didn't know that the bus was going to go literally at a snails pace one it FINALLY arrived. tomorrow i will consider walking.

if i were to find a silver lining to the cloud of my life that is the bus situation, at least you can't say catching a bus is boring. you get on a bus and lord only knows which route it will take, or whether the new and improvised route will include your stop. also, it builds social capital because the current situation means you have to talk to the person next to you. even if it is just to ask whether this is the number eleven bus.

the other silver lining is that i'm trying to be more grown up so i now listen to national radio on the way to work instead of justin timberlake's latest album. so the longer the bus takes the more informed i am. like today i learned all about auckland city's billboard bylaw proposals. very interesting. i mean, not interesting to me. but to someone. and i'm sure that is important...