I'm grumpy. I'm blah. I'm stand in the middle of the room and stamp my foot and pout. I'm good at pouting.

Not sure why. I was in the book store earlier and was just too bored to pick up any of the books. This, as I'm sure you're all aware, is Not Normal.

Just... m'eh. Life is in limbo. I don't particularly like this state.

State of life, not state of Australia. I love Queensland. Even if it is hammer-on-anvil hot out there today. I walked back from the shopping centre, and ended up sweat-slick from top to toe. Which has resulted in me lounging around wearing only underwear and boots, which I'm sure is a very chic look this season. What I need to complete the ensemble, of course, is a big fuck-off machine gun.

Anyone got one handy?