when I become a star we'll be living so large, I'll do anything for you

I have so many random songs stuck in my head. Last night I kept singing the line "Blame it on the goose". Wtf?

Josh is helping me create a website at the moment and it's not looking too shabby. The guy emailed me back which is for sureeee a good sign. I so need a job right now. My list of things I must buy just keeps getting longer and longer and it's depressing.

I'm so tired. So so so so tired. If I close my eyes for more than 3 seconds, I will surely fall asleep.
When I'm tired I don't think straight. I don't know why I'm blogging right now. Too much shit to do.