The woman who used to be nurse to my late grandfather is downstairs with her husband... We're not related to her in any way and yet she chooses to hang around with my family when she comes to visit Sydney.

I feel sorry for my mother who has to spend time with this old biddy that she doesn't like. They've just finished a 20 minute conversation about how nice the cake was, sweet but not too sweet.... painful to listen to.

Last time she visited my family she chose to ask me "Are you courting yet?" at dinner.

"No, not quite yet, my father is still buying a goat to add to my dowry... them suitors'll want me then..."

She's just annoying, don't think I'm being an evil cow type person, she'd piss you off too.

Today was cold an uneventful, Central Station failed to blow up despite the many rumors. (You know, America- Sept 11th, Bali- Oct 12, Sydney- Nov 13)

On the train my thoughts were basically.

"I wish I could die with better looking people... why don't male models catch the train?"

I'm deep like that.

Today was an ugly/fat day, when you want to run around with a big sign saying "Don't look at me"... except for the whole pointlessness of that.

I still haven't been paid and am so poor hobo's have started throwing me change.

I feel crappy right now, I need a hot bath, some brownies and someone willing to sort out my life.

Stay pretty.