These last couple of days, I’ve been meaning to write, and meaning to write, and I just haven’t. Now, reading back over my written ‘notes’, I wish I had blogged since Friday. I kept putting it off ‘til tomorrow, but I’m really only cheating myself of those days. I won’t be able to read back and know how I felt yesterday.

So, moving forward – take a seat and let me tell you about my day.

I woke up late this morning, and despite sleeping for over thirteen hours, I was still exhausted. I’m guessing that my iron levels have dropped especially low, at the same time that I’m having trouble sleeping. A combination of the two has made for low energy levels and more procrastination than usual.

I made it to the train station on time, found a seat by myself in the last carriage, and wrote a whole list of things that I needed to do. Mostly it was boring stuff, like paying my phone bill or checking my e-mail. I also need to respond to comments, which I promise, I will get around to. Plus commenting elsewhere.

I owe Bronnie more comments than anyone else. Soon, I swear!

I mentioned on Twitter that I was annoyed about a fellow Australian making an ass of himself on an international forum. He has since apologised and has made amends, although I notice he has been less active recently. If that’s the price we pay, so be it; he was a pain in the ass and annoyed me to no end.

Desktop Publishing was fantastic today; we had to recreate two magazine pages in Quark Xpress, but that’s not why it was fantastic. Next week, we’re working with Photoshop and InDesign – and dropping Quark entirely. At over $3,000 to purchase, I can understand why it’s no longer the industry standard.

I was out of class just after 3pm, and although the train was busy, I was actually able to sit down. It’s a sad reflection on the public transport system that I consider finding a seat the highlight of my day. Anyway, my Nan is back from her holiday! She picked me up from the station, and we went to the store for stuff.

I really need to get out more.

In other, more personal news, don’t you hate it when you meet a really nice guy.. but something just doesn’t quite fit? Maybe they have a really annoying voice, or they seem to be stuck and not moving forward, or maybe they just turn out to be an ass? Yeah, I hate that too. Especially when you end up feeling all judgmental.

You know what else I hate? How easy iTunes has made it to buy ‘just one more song’. I can rationalise a dollar so easily, and all from the comfort of my computer chair! The best part is that I don’t have to worry about CD cases, or nine songs that I don’t like – and that’s exactly why iTunes is so successful. Curses.