weekend

so i havent posted in a while, i was way too busy, ok no, i wasnt actually busy i was just really lazy and i still kinda feel like this whole spilling my guts to the interverse (all 3 of you) is still a little awkward. but i guess im over that now.

so its monday. i like mondays now. didnt use to. but since at my new job i dont work mondays, mondays have become divine! but this post is about the weekend, not today.
so i've been home alone most of last week and the whole weekend. my flatmate had to go out of town for a family emergency, she gets back tonight. it's kinda cool being alone in the apartment. get to experience what its like to be living alone in the big city. like Carrie Bradshaw circa 2000, living in new york. dodging the complexities of the dating scene/running around New York trying to get Mr. Big to love her back. she was so pathetic. but pathetic in hot shoes, so i forgive her.

so back to the weekend,  started out normal enough. After work i'd come home and watch TV. eat a lot. but by mid sunday afternoon, something went kinda wrong. i woke up at noon, had lunch (chinese food from across the road, i ate so much i almost barfed it straight out), then watched Will&Grace on TV. Karen and Jack were hilarious as usual and at one point i laughed like a hyena so loud, that afterwards; i looked around to check if someone has seen/heard me. then i realised i was actually looking around to check, and i thought to myself, really? who couldve seen you?? the FRIDGE?? like seriously.

so yeah, THAT was my weekend. the part of it im willing to write about. my paranoia that the fridge was going to judge me for laughing loud and weird. i left out most of my binge eating cos that would just be gross. OH! and i also spent most of the weekend stalking the Manu Samoa players on Facebook. My God!! when did Manu players become so hot? like im seriously interested in rugby now.
and now im realising how boring this post is.  I should've named this post 'sunday'. or 'paranoia', whatever's more pathetic.

i would really like to backspace everything and undo all this but i cant be bothered. and i've wasted 5 minutes of my life typing this so i might as well publish it, right? now i gotta get ready to go out into my Auckland New York and kidnap find my own Mr. Big.