It's 9.30 on a Sunday morning, I'm awake, and I haven't actually been up all night. Praise be, it's a miracle! Everyone else in the house is asleep though, so that's less fun.
I'm almost finished reading Rules of Attraction by Bret Easton Ellis, which I LOVE because Ellis is my disturbed literary lover. All his characters are so fucked up and the stories are so bleak and... ugh. Love. And I want to new Joanne Harris book! The Lollipop Shoes is all out and I haven't read it yet! It's supposed to be darker than Chocolat but I'm not exactly expecting Lansquenet Psycho from her. I need to own more books. It makes me sad.
The Australian tax office FINALLY sent mum back my student allowence shit. (SERIOUSLY. It's been MONTHS.) Which means I can give it to the people here and FINALLY start getting paid. *keyboard mashes*
For the record (and because everyone else appears to be talking about it on my flist): I'm loving the new Nightwish. Seriously can't wait for the new album.