mike rosenberg

i just had a long hot bath and glass of $40 a bottle shiraz with the one and only Passeneger.
we sang a bit of a duet together, the bathroom tiles gave off the best acoustics.
oh it was magical.
never mind him being somewhere in England at the moment.
we shared something very special in between the bubbles and the stereo where his sweet sweet voice echoed.
so what, i enjoy many romantic baths alone, yelling at cats, getting ever so slightly inebriated off wine.
never such classy wine so that was a first.
i figure why not immerse your self in sweet smelling water and bubbles
there is nothing as glorious.. nothing.
and i did this full well knowing i have an assignment due in just over 24 hours. luckily for me i only had to re-read and find some references for my babble before submitting it.
i have that mixed feeling of butterflies being captured and slaughtered in my stomach.
you know that relief its over yet unsettled because it wasn't that great but hoping it was enough pass.
i have a more exciting task for the end of the week...
BAKING! (*@#^%)#@$

we are holding our very last and probably best fundraiser for work on friday night.
moooooovie night. yeeeah.
what am i baking... no freaking idea
will it be delicious... well i hope freaking so
that will be the bain (insert bain voice here) of my existence all week, to figure out what to bake.
ALSO to book into my sisters cute and very good physio, i need him to feel me up, i mean feel my back, i mean fell the knots in my back and get them the hell out!

to finish on a good note, i've decided to abandon the cats for a night and sleep in my new bed!
weeeeow
mainly because i really really want to sleep in it and i have an early on tuesday.. ill give them some TCL that night, if they are lucky.
house sitting was way more fun when i was younger and didn't have so many responsibilities.
i should be having a raging party, instead i have baths, drink wine, eat cheese.... actually, that's way better.