today i rocked a presentation. but also time stood still again as i noticed not everyone can rock a presentation the way i can. but then, i'm self actualised now thanks to a melbourne leadership course. so, i shouldn't judge. too much.

today i also met the evers-swindells. well sort of. i went to an award ceremony where they were giving out awards. i didn't win an award - only because i'm not eligible. you needed to be 65+. the moment my dad qualifies he is SO getting nominated.

oh and yesterday i saw brad pitt. in a movie. burn after reading. 8.5/10. it was welcome relief to see a good movie again. although other critics have used the word mediocre and been dismissive of its length, this review uses the word engaging and says 96 minutes is the perfect movie length. i would also agree with some people on the internet that it is essentially a collection of brilliant caricature character studies. and lord knows i love character studies and ensemble casts.

it is unlikely to be my movie of the week though. tomorrow brideshead revisited opens at a cinema near you. i have my gold lounge ticket all ready to go because if it is only 1/8th as good as the book and the 1981 tv series then it will probably win an oscar. i hope jeremy irons has a cameo!!!

first up someone needs to step the frick off. click here to be shocked at how someone has taken my name. i watched some videos of her 'comedy'. and yeah, i'm funnier.

second, i went to a party on saturday where i promised to pimp out my readers to a newish blog. there were cupcakes involved so i hadn't power to say no. not that i would have declined anyway cos the blog is awesome. basically it is a girlish site, that tests products, tells you where the freebies are likely to be and links pictures of magnum pi birthday cakes. the first five people to go there from this site AND LEAVE A COMMENT on both homeperm and prettyprettyprettydotcom gets a prize from me. the prize may not be terribly exciting. but then again, it could be a million dollars*. and a prize is a prize. the link is here.

actually, do five people read this blog? i know i check it nearly five times a day, but that is only one reader. and if i'm the only contributor that probably doesn't count. right?

anyway, back to the prettyprettypretty party - i got to wear my pyjamas and sing spandau ballet's true on singstar. it could have been the signature cocktails, or maybe the whisky, but i was good. in fact, to quote spandau themselves, i was GOLD. i knew memorising the words fanatically would pay off. and frankly, for me it was the jackpot. sadly, i hadn't put the same leg work into funky cold medina. and it showed.

but back to jackpots... world is in sale mode. and, to celebrate, i broke my vow to go three months without buying new clothes. but they really do have the best sales. 50% off. so the bigger crime would have been keeping to my challenge and not buying anything. and apparently they have a $50 sales rack now. so bargain city basically. the world sale is my favourite fashion event of the year and inspires a sort of breathlessness. like i might actually resort to violence if i see someone take the last of something in my size. i'm like the blue rinse set at the kirks sale.

oh yeah, and while i'm linking all over the show. go here. this american dude has started blogging again. and i'm overjoyed.

anyway, i should stop writing. it is late and i have gossip girl to watch. and season 4 of 90210. it is all coming up homeperm (and by that i don't mean andi smith, wisconsin comic).

*obviously, it is not a million dollars