Got my new glasses today. Verdict?

Went to the Newsagent in Mentone today on my way back from James'. I decided to go searching through the current Culture magazine, and look what I found!
--> "Events".
--> "Groove Prophet".
I'm in a magazine haha. Small I know, but cool regardless.

Now I'm just chilling at home, still feeling sick and snuffly, watching ER and playing games with some cheese & bacon Shapes and a bottle of Diet Coke. :3

I have to go into TAFE today to get my marks and all my work back. Not terribly enthused, as I don't want my work back AND I'm too sick to walk around much let alone go trudging around TAFE with all of my work. Plus I have to go to the first building - all the way over the other side of the campus - and pay for next semesters tuition.
Plus I've added a new symptom to my list of .. symptoms. Even talking about it normally makes me feel bleugh. For those who know me, just mentioning that would give away that it could only be one of a few things. But here's a hint - it's brown. You figure it out. (Y)

P.S. New photos from the show.

I have to go to a work function with James tonight. I really can't be bothered - not that I don't want to, but I am really sick. I'm dealing with really bad period pain, what I can only assume is a cold that I got from walking home in the rain at four in the morning, and knee pain - as usual - which I can again assume is worse from a looooonng walk home.
Plus it's raining and I just really cannot be bothered being social tonight. I might get mum to pick me up early if I feel too sick. But he wont even talk to me on the phone because he's too busy at work and I have NO idea what kind of dress code it is. :S
Anyway, I should go and have a shower because I am icky. I will update on last nights antics sometime tomorrow.

I will mate with Jacob so our children will look like this.



Awwwww! n_n

Sitting at TAFE on my last day for this week, doing work for my final week next week. There's so much stress floating around in the air that I think it's made us all delerious. I wouldn't mind too much if it weren't for two projects that have me going up the wall.
Hmmm. Back to work.

Well I started my own 101 things in 1001 days list. (Got the idea from muukau. I added twenty things before I decided to go to bed. :)
Goodnight world. Oh Lord, it's going to be so effing hot today.

---> 101 Things in 1001 Days.

I feel a little better about Shelly. Tumors are common in turtles and can often be mistaken for pregnancy. By the description of what she looked like in the past few weeks - i.e. the red veins and puffy skin - she would have had a tumor.
I was blaming myself for the past day and a half, thinking that it was my fault and that I should have been able to save her. But apparently there's nothing that can be done short of a three hundred dollar operation that isn't guaranteed to save her life.
The best I can do is be okay with the fact that I kept her in a good environment and that she was and will be forever loved.

Love.