Lilly for Algernon

I love Luke. He's so grumpy. I am so grumpy. In TV fantasy/ my head land, we are in love... albiet grumpy love. I have an old man crush. I'm slowly working my way thru the first season and I'm half way through the second season transcripts because I'm impatient. YYaayy! I'm going to start buying my way through the box sets as soon as I get cashed up.

Speaking of...

I eriously need a job. Cash flow is no existence. I have just enough for food and clothes and teen girl nights (oh, fuurrr suuurrree, like totally) and that is the extent of my parents wallets. The Melbourne Show is coming up and unless I get some unexpected windfalls like now. I'm going to be a social nonevent. Not that I even really want to go, a go on the roller coaster there costs like fifty bucks, it's extraordinary. My non-friend/ arch nemesis Cameron has decided to quit his ridiculously cushy job at the local library , so maybe in the next week I'll use my amazing abilities to charm old ladies and speak like a grown up to cut myself some part time pie. Fourteen dollars an hour is good for a first job and I would only have to work four hours a week.

Also my Dad brought a new digital camera this week (I call it Luke because it also is quite grumpy and unwilling to get coffee) and I hijacked it and spent all it's battery life taking photos of my ppuuupppyyy. Actually no she's six. Whatever *glares*.


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