Current location:	still here, not there
Current mood:	ditzy
Current music:	tv crap (again)

*birfday looming, + more for sale...*
bank problem now fixed, after several long hours of 'discussion' and much shifting money about. i now have a savings account for the first time in my life (as i'm not counting anything that came with a complimentary plastic pig/globe/other hollowed out icon); gods, do i feel grown-up. a little disappointed by lack of free gifts from bank, though, which the feeling of grown-up-ness doesn't quite cancel out...

so, day by day working to resolve, (absolve?)... to move on, and get all set for the great move (tm). mould-after-fx wreaking havoc on me, hence much of week spent at drs. blech. however, things to do, and more auctions...

this stock rotation, i have lots more lovely brand new clothes, and some super spanky accessories, too, all looking for a good home at nifty low prices. my poverty = your gain. and there's economics in a nutshell, no?

but, back to subject; my auctions... take a look, and you just might like what you see -

bexauctions: london-bound...

oh, while i remember... birfday stuff post-mage on sat.

help make getting older less inexorably painful, please! as a rule, i look forward to my birfday like most people look forward to, say, the inevitability of death. so yeah, distractions/entertainment/funstuff would be good...

as a note, i was going to write something very erudite and sassy here about why i adore junkies; about why i adore junkie chicks most of all, as the last week in my building has been packed full of late-night junkie fun (oh, such drama! of the highest order!), and i'm awaiting the next installment of this localised soap with baited breath.

it really was going to be quite funny, i suspect. but then i got distracted by softcore and ice-cream.

good times...