I picked a bottle of wine in a shop yesterday purely on the basis that it had a cartoon giraffe on.  Yes.  Reading the back of the bottle it promises to help create a "cheerful and vivacious mood".  Well how can one refuse that?!  See?

Also, I had a ready meal the other day.... and I'm sorry but what is the first word in italics?  I don't really think they thought too well about the typeface...

Here I am, once again, wide awake at stupid o'clock.  ARG!

I've just watched The Bridges of Madison County for the first time.  I have to say that it blew me away.  Love is a pretty powerful thing.  Can you imagine finding someone, The One, and only having a few days with them?  Saying goodbye and then having the feeling of longing to the end of your days.  Blimey.

"Real love, it doesn't just pop up when it's convenient, you know?  It doesn't just turn up and fit in with everything.  Real love is a pain in the arse.  You have to make compromises for it."

31 Dream Street, Lisa Jewell, ISBN 978-0-718-14598-9, p.337

I'm currently cursing the inventor of connecting doors.  I mean, I know they're jolly useful for, say, if you need them.  But right now I'm cursing!  I drew the short straw this week and have a room with a connecting door.  And boy did I remember that at half two this morning when my neighbour and her chums arrived in from a night out.  ARG.  It's nearly 4am and I still can't sleep.  I'm watching all the terrible stuff that's on telly at this time of the morning.  Did you know that they repeat Shortland Street on RTE1 at stupid o'clock?  No, neither did I.  This fact is neither exciting nor useful.

Oh gross, there's a slug on the ceiling!

Oh no, hang on, it's just a piece of sellotape.  And on second thoughts, slugs aren't exactly clear and shiny are they?  Is this a sleep deprivation-induced hallucination?  No, the sellotape really is there.  I wonder why.  The ceilings are really high.  Why do people put sellotape on ceilings in hotels anyhow?  How very odd.