Monthly Archives: July 2012

Day 20 – concerts I’ve attended

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Another short list.

Spring fest ’97 featuring Just Jinger, Battery 9 and some other random bands I can’t remember. I was there for the Battery 9 performance only.

Rammstein 2011.

I don’t like large spaces filled with crowds, especially when my personal space becomes invaded. There are some other music acts I wouldn’t mind seeing, but not enough to attend a live show. Rammstein is the exception – I’ll go to another concert of theirs, but will probably buy different tickets, gallery seating or something like that.

Day 18 – the TV show I have become addicted to

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I don’t know that I’m addicted to any television shows, but there are quite a few I enjoy: New Girl, Grey’s Anatomy, True Blood, Mad Men, CSI, Private Practice, Curious and Unusual Deaths, Snapped, Medical Detectives, Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, House, etc.

Day 16 – what I’d do with my remaining time if the earth ended tomorrow

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Hmm… I’d spend it with the love of my life. Probably holding his hand, since he’s not big on hand holding, and I figure he can maybe make this small sacrifice for me, the future considering. I don’t know what else. There would be no point in going on a shopping spree or anything out of the ordinary. I’d just make sure everyone I love knew it.

Day 14 – five celebrity crushes

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With Alan Rickman it’s more the voice than anything else. Gabriel Byrne and Colin Firth just-just didn’t make the list. I think it’s safe to say mature and English are definite preferences of mine. :$

In case you don’t know, we have Hugh Laurie, Robert Downey Jr, Eric Dane, Ewan McGregor, and Mr Rickman.

Day 13 – three confessions

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This is another tricky one. There are confessions, and then there are confessions. But here goes:

1. I’m secretly hoping that something will happen to solve my money troubles. Like winning the sweepstakes of the charity I support, or finding a sugar daddy who’s too busy to bother me and still tries to buy my affection, or Standard Bank as a whole being destroyed by aliens, etc.

2. I sometimes think I want to meet a guy who will sweep me off my feet and want to marry me, but the truth is I have already been swept. I just need to see a sangoma or something to try and change his mind (the sweeper, not the sangoma) about wanting to spend the rest of his life with me.

3. As much as I want to go on a shopping spree for makeup, shoes and pretty clothes, I’ve realised that the ultimate shopping experience for me would be being let loose in an Exclusive Books (preferably the one in Nelson Mandela Square or another sizable one) with a couple of trolleys and a credit card (someone else’s) with no limit. And then to rent a store room to be turned into my own private library, since I already don’t have space for all my books, with a comfy char, etc. that could be my happy place on weekends.