So yeah, Jason had a mini heart attack on Friday, holy fuck. I got blank stares when I asked how come NOBODY TOLD ME UNTIL THIS AFTERNOON, even though I saw them ON FRIDAY, granted I was baked, but what fucking DIFFERENCE does it make... It's not that big a deal apparently though. So I'm not particularly worried. Been watching Bridget Jones way more than is normal recently... Turning over a new leaf tomorrow... IT'LL BE INTERESTING. Might have to stop smoking. I don't think I can do that. "Yeah... sorry, I'm juat trying to think. Babe, why didn't we tell her?" whatever, tomorrow we're going to the hospital. I don't know what to wear to hospitals. So I'm wearing a really ugly hideous dress but it brings out my eyes, has pockets, was cheap when I bought it two years ago and still in brand new condition. I don't know why, this entry doesn't sound like me. I think I'm a bit scattered at the moment. Haven't heard back from the goondooloo-ers yet, except from Brodie to say she has my camera (haven't replied yet, shit, should get on that) and Sofia who was like "You should have been there" and damn fucking right I should have!!! Oh well c'est la vie. =(