Sherlock Holmes is in manchester! bringing along Robert Downey, Jude Law and that guy who was married to mad-onna.

its too cold and rainy to go watch RD Jr. jump out of a stained glass window at the Town Hall though. i'm far too lazy. If they wanted the smoky, littered streets of London past effect, they could've just filmed in salford. Salford plays that part to perfection.

i am a workhorse. i plow. i slog.

i am a mule. i am a camel. i carry heavy loads.

i am a workhorse.

baying

i'm hungry.

hungry like a wolf.

nothing but stinkin' yoghurt in the fridge.

Champagne, everyone!

God is indeed marvellous, sometimes u have to wonder at your own faithlessness. It is fruitless to worry, murmur, complain and get a bee in your bonnets about earthly matters. God works all things out for the good of those who love Him. And I do!

what brings on the lollipop/colourful balloon/picnic in the sun kind of happiness? Just met my new gay Polish housemate. Seems very nice, very soft-spoken and quiet. First impressions do not reveal any freaky and weird characteristics so of course i am over the moon. of course, this is all based on a a few precious minutes sizing him up. But my gut tells me he won't be any trouble.

in fact, i may have appeared to be the crazy housemate, coming out in bright pink and blue curlers to shake his hands.

wouldn't it be nice if i had 1,000,000 dollars?

inconsiderate people. they make the world go round. and round and round. let me get off.
i am so done dealing with pigheaded bimbotic housemates whose lives revolve around themselves. yes, cliched but it strikes at the essence of some people. its a dog eat dog world. i wish that proverbial dog would just devour them all.
well then, maybe bimbo girl housemates are irritating. what do you say to a bimbo male housemate? full fledged gay and proud of it. from the vague description my previous bimbo housemate gave me thats what he is. i'm praying my incoming housemate will not be the mardi gras, cocktail-in-one-hand and cigarette in the other gay man. i'm really building an image of him here. oh Lord, help! Please say it isn't so!
i hate sharing apartments. i can't stress that enough.

those crazy lovely rainbows

what do you do when not one perfect rainbow, but 2 lovely ones side by side are staring at you in the face? right outside your window as well, very convenient for that perfect shot. you trip over yourself getting the camera and then spend the rest of the evening squealing intermittently and grinning to your crazy self. What an awesome blessing! Praise Adonai!

much more perfect than any of your rainbows, Rachel!! nyeh! woooo!

at the copacobana

i have to put up the pictures before i get too lazy to do so. salsa night at copacabana. yes i was hustled into going, but did enjoy meself. nice laidback atmosphere, none of that horibble headspinning modern music, but salsa music! was good just to sit and talk and salsa with a few of the girls. turns out, this gal's got rhythm (not to blow my own horn but...)! haha. woo!

more to come. if i'm too lazy just facebook it heh.

reels

RD Jr. certainly does not disappoint in Tropic Thunder. It wasn't all it was hyped up about, far too much cussing for my liking, but i had a few good laughs. nice cameos by celebrities as well, was well surprised. Certainly set the mood for friday evening. And now, for Mamma Mia! you've got to love streaming movies for free, no need for computer space hogging downloads. 66stage.com is the perfect place for live streaming.

i've joined in the free handbag craze. just for kicks( and also in hopes of getting a free handbag). http://www.handbagplanet.com/ whats the harm eh.

on another note, i'm taking to baking. cookies, muffins, scones. and am dying, dying for Paul Wilbur's new CD- The Watchman. christmas present, anybody?

i'm going to have to watch Mamma Mia, if only for all these facebook people promoting it on their status updates. and ABBA songs, sticks in your head like an irritating melody.