hyper at 7am

So the last week. Well I saw the new Harry Potter – I may be slightly in love with Bellatrix Lestrange. Seriously. She is now the screensaver on my laptop. Great movie but I really coulda done without the rude people in the cinema who seemed to think they were in their own living rooms. A woman a seat away from me was taking food out of a plastic bag, noisily opening its plstic wrappers, munching, then dropping the empty packs on the floor where her feet would rustle them everytime she moved. Some people should just get a trough – it would be quieter at least. The guy a few rows behind us was pretty bad too – talked pretty much through the entire movie, people shushed him a few times but he just carried on. It was so annoying – he was far back enough I couldnt even hear what he was talking about. He could have been making some interesting observations on the books transition to the movies for all I know – but instead all I get is that annoying mumbling sound. On the way home I got a rather unexpected call from someone I hoped to never hear from again. Was so unexpected I swore, loudly, on public transport. Rather embarrasing. Got off at the next stop. The job centre sent me shopping for interview clothes this week. The deal is that they give me an allowance (£130 in this case) and a form for the shop to invoice them for the clothes and I get smart clothes for job interviews. I get a choice of shops including the ones in the Arcadia group. That group contains Burton which has a lot of clothes I love. So when the woman at the job centre asks which store im going to I say i'd like the form for Arcadia cos im going to Burton. She gets all flustered 'why there, you know its all mens clothes there?' 'usually when we do this men go to the mens shops and woman go to the womans shops' etc I explain I dont really wear womans clothes. She looks more uncomfortable. She insists I take the full list of the shops in the Arcadia group with me apparently so 'no one can say I didnt tell you about the others'. It was rather funny. I was a little worried half way through that she wasnt going to give me the forms unless I agreed to buy womans clothes but she did so im happy. And I got some stuff I actually like. Saw some jeans there I could wear too. Might order from them online (I have a feeling theyr not going to let me in the changing rooms) figure its time to lose the skate jeans. Im not 15 anymore. Sigh. Oooh. In other good things – Dominos have garlic butter as an topping option on their pizzas. There is no better pizza than no cheese, garlic butter, jalapenos, tandoori chicken, herbs and green peppers with the garlic and herb dip. I could roll in it. right now I probably smell like I have. I should probably open the windows – smells like im trying to ward off a vampire in here.