I did it! I refused to vote! I didn't tell that many people about my decision but word spread quickly - apparently I am a very exciting topic of conversation - and I had a flurry of emails and phone calls from people trying to interest me in giving a shit. No, no I say! I don't care if IR reform gets your goat, or if you have a beef with the bridge tolls, doesn't worry me in the least. Your vote is your vote and mine is mine. I choose to waste my vote.

I wish I could have gone away for the weekend, but I'm poor. I bought a pretty new laptop (with sucky Vista that I can't get to work with my router, gah!) in a lovely shade of pink that cleaned out my bank account on Wednesday. I'd been planning it for a few months but had a moment of... I'm not sure. But I realised that the price of a last minute trip to Wellington was probably not worth it. I need a job. I really, really need a job. If I had a job I would have money of my own and all these great travel plans would be realised. I'm just not qualified for anything I want to do. My problem is that my ideal career is that of God, or maybe one of his deputies, Castro? I'd also settle for being a kept woman.

Still, if I'm a very good girl and re enrol next semester I can go somewhere in the summer. Huzzah!