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< will you fall for me | posted at 9:11 pm on October 24, 2003 > another non-eventful friday night at home, don't worry, i'll make up for it tomorrow night.i fucked up my negatives in processing yesterday night - really pissed me off. the first time i've done it - because i didn't read the chart properly - anyway, some look salvagable and compositionally they were mediocre anyway... it just means more rolls need to be taken, ahh. i got a third opinion today, re. boobs, 'you've just got one boob, with a crease in it', but y'know, so long as my nipples are covered, then i reckon i can find an all right compromise, egh, so long as i don't look too pornstar. it's so funny... 'they're just.. flattened out. like, your circumference is huge!' we likened it to an optical illusion, y'know, looking front on at the cleavage, you'd think i had huge tits, then you go side on and it's all a big letdown. quite funny. work: changed tack and ate mint slice instead of tim tams, boss is down in melbourne so bludged around, magazines came back - oh! that's what i can do! read it! - it's been six weeks since we last got one so we are happy. got second ticket to the awards because - THAT'S RIGHT! i haven't said. i'm to be trophy girl this year, which means i don't get a seat, which means my ticket can go to a second friend of mine. which also means i'm getting dressed and styled and jewelleried up, and get to, y'know, hand the awards to the winners and stand around like an idiot, etc. maybe give the cute ones a peck on the cheek, or something. but i can just see myself falling down during the (live) broadcast, or something terrible... those last five |