Planet Terror: I need a dramatic change in my life.

I am worried; not majorly so, but slightly concerned. The past two weeks have seen my online bank balances dwindle severely, yet I’ve pretty much been a hermit. Vivienne Westwood, Supreme, Burberry, Dover Street Market, Bape, Chanel and Selfridges have all been visited (repeatedly), but have Mirella or Sobia? Not once. My priorities feel ever so slightly fucked. I bet they’ll say they don’t mind and not to worry, but it’s pretty lousy of me all the same.

And then there’s always the chance that they won’t say that at all.

So what have I done? I programmed like a madwoman. I watched a tonne of America’s Next Top Model, Project Runway and the American Office, I read a couple more Murakami books and I ate a tonne of Japanese food. I went to party in Southampton but for one reason or another it didn’t go like it should have. I accumulated a lot of things that have made my wardrobe grow like crazy. Aside from spending a load of time with Jon I haven’t really done a whole tonne of important stuff. We are still living in Ealing without actually owning a property (despite Jon and I sleeping on the floor I do not have a problem with this; my Mother does – we’re in a flight path).

I’m going away for sixth months and I am terrified. Jon and I went to Tokyo again this summer; I couldn’t find my way out of the tube station. Jon is offering pretty tempting odds that I come back dead. I’m guessing if it’s not the Japanese encephalitis that gets me, it’ll be getting shot crossing a no-go border or something equally stupid that someone with a normal amount of common sense wouldn’t ever consider. Regardless, I’m taking this as my self-made wakeup call, not that I need a wake-up call to realise that I miss my friends terribly after ‘only’ two weeks.

I type too much but somehow manage to say very little. The sand from my camera is getting brushed off and I’m going to start using that bad boy here instead.

Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica. We should go share a semi-expensive bottle of wine before I go. No fighting.

P.S: this month it would be nice to have –

A Burberry dress, Atwood pumps & Ron Ron Louboutins. A guide to Vista would also be useful. It’s a sad day when a computer science graduate has to ask how to print a Word document.