I was all psyched up to make apple crumble tonight. I had all the items prepared, right down to the most trivial - lemons. So there I was, happy with my lemons, ground cinnamon and raisins, when I realised that I was lacking one major ingredient - apples. Great. How does a girl make apple crumble without apples? Even Jamie Oliver couldn't do that. Ah well, I tried.

Anyway, it's a good thing I couldn't go ahead with the crumble. I stepped on the weighing scale tonight and was absolutely horrified to see that I put on 2kg!!! Well, needless to say, I am now officially on a diet. And a strict exercise regime. Darn. And I thought I was invincible. Lil, I'm afraid that's the end of our ice cream dates :(

Today was a busy day at work. I like busy days. Leaves me little time for my brain to overwork itself on other issues which I shouldn't be thinking about. Like my inability to stay in a relationship for more than 6 months. Or how I perpetually meet Mr. Wrong. Or how I whine all the time.

I like busy days. I like staying late in the office. I actually do. And that freaks me out. It freaks me out because I have no life. Actually I do but that's not the kind of life I really want. Or is it? My hair smells more of cigarette smoke these days than it does of peaches and peonies. I'm positive the alcohol in my system is causing my dramatic breakout (which everyone in the office seems to have noticed) and my eyelids feel heavier than my heart does.

So yeah, I'm having the time of my life. Bleah.