i woke up on the couch this morning at 5am and realised i'd wasted any chance of actually spending my only day off this fortnight productively. once in bed i didn't reemerge until about 2pm today, thus confirming my worst fears.
it's now 9.25pm and i've spent the day watching colin firth in 'pride and prejudice' and drinking boston donkey's. which is actually a moscow mule [vodka, lime and ginger beer over ice] but somehow got modified when we were pissed one night and drinking them out of plastic bottles on the train and now we can scarce remember what they're actually called. they go very well with the haigh's dark chocolate almonds i bought from the new shop on george st. sydney is a little more complete now.
last night i visited wagamama for the first time. very strange to dine in what is seemingly an upmarket restaurant type fast food chain, i can't really decide what to make of it. lovely food though. spent much of the night looking at things i can't afford and spent 2 hours crying in kinokuniya over art books i'll probably never own. i somehow managed to scam a gift voucher from work and was able to purchase a book on business card design [?] for about $6 of my own money. not sure as yet what i'll actually use it for but there you go.
oh and i met a guy on pitt st mall who told me he'd travelled back in time 25 years before the day of his birth and wrote all of the worlds knowledge in his notebook, then travelled back to the present day and created the information superhighway. he then claimed he was the father of vikram seth. i couldn't help but admire him.
