Fudge (the purple kind)

I will not write long, even though i haven't posted for months.
cliff notes - Xmas and new year came and went like they do every year. it is now 2009 and I’m 23. i doesn't feel any different to 22. I had a lovely quite shindig at my new dwellings. *much love to those who attended* and received (amongst other things) a zombie haiku book, a book on death (the sexiest version) and massage oil.

I got accepted into the course and finished paying off my first disaster at studying student loan. then i discovered that i overpaid on my hp of my laptop. so i am *pause for dramatic effect* Debt free! *does a little happy dance* so thus i have decided not to get another student loan and to save and go travelling. I want to see the world, but i think i'll start with either the states or Europe. this time next year i want to be sipping mulled wine in a snow surrounded pub somewhere.

Despite saying I’m saving (and i am..) i have spend obscene amounts of money on my hair in the last 3 or so week. it is now shoulder length with layers, and half of it is purple. not the deep fudge purple like i wanted but sort of the pale half ripe passion fruit purple. but by the 14th of feb it will be the colour of fudge. the purple kind. Fudge for the record is not the sweet mouth-watering smooth candy but the hair dye brand.

I'm living a remarkably lonely life at the moment, and i don't mind tooo much. it saves me moo-la. my DVD collection has increased to include all 7 series of Buffy and a new George zombie movie. mmmm brains.

I'm going to be learning how to save lives for the next two days. I’m looking forward to it. hope i don't have to bleed for the cause. but having st john first aid knowledge up my sleeve has got to be good... to show on the CV and the like.

Anyways must work. i have documents to edit and covers for induction workbooks to design

X's and O's
Ness