Tuesday Bluesday

I've been down so low
People look at me and they know
They can tell something is wrong
Like I don't belong

Staring through a window
Standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
I want to be like them
But I'll mess it up again

I tripped on my way in
And got kicked outside, everybody saw...

And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me

Sometimes I feel so full of love
It just comes spilling out
It's uncomfortable to see
I give it away so easily
But if I had someone I would do anything
I'd never, never, ever let you feel alone
I won't, I won't leave you on your own

But who am I to dream?
Dreams are for fools, they let you down...

Wonderful World
James Morrison

Wow.

So I finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows today.

WOW.

Out of respect for my own safety and wanting to keep myself un-bitchslapped I'm not going to spoil the plot or ending for any of those people I know who still haven't finished the book because they keep falling asleep (Hi Kallun), I'm just going to say "WOW".

WOW.

This is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down

I saw Harry Potter tonight, it was disappointing in that it left out about 99% of the story that was in the book. Also there was very, VERY little Draco Malfoy content - an oversight that will make the film for the sixth book very confusing. Nerdishly, I have pre-ordered a copy of The Deathly Hallows to pick up on Saturday and read in its entirety almost immediately.

Have you ever noticed that when you hurt your hand - say, with a paper cut or similar - that you then proceed to hurt the same hand about 800 more times? I can see 6 cuts on my right hand right now and I don't know how any of them got there. Thanks to the freezingness of winter I am not able to feel any of them though, which is nice.

I'm not used to feeling this cold. I suppose that for the last 6 or so winters I have been overweight and so encased in a nice blubbery layer that protected me from coldness. Without that fat to keep me warm I find I have turned into one of those annoying girls who freezes the second the temperature drops below 25. My hands are the worst - they turn purple and lose feeling, and my knuckles have split open in protest and shock. Would I trade any of these problems to be 30kg heavier again? No thanks.

Incidentally I've reached my Weight Watchers goal weight and maintained it for 8 weeks now, so I can now use their services for free. As far as they're concerned I could weigh this forever and they'd be happy, but I have 3.6kg to lose to reach my own personal goal so, as they say, there is no rest for the wicked. And by that I mean me.