I am a Stupid.

So, I was so excited about Nicole coming up this weekend. I planned a day at the Hunter Valley and was ready to get all Sideways and say stuff like, "I detest merlot. I only drink pinot noir."

And it's not going to happen because I am a douche and didn't write my work times into my diary correctly. I thought I had Saturday off and so I told Nicole to come up. Yeah, turns out that of course I don't have Saturday off - me, have a weekend off? Hells no! So yeah, I'm working. Nicole is tentatively scheduled in for the Australia Day long weekend (remind me to NA it at work).

So anyway, that sucks.

Had the dentist appointment. I thought I was having problems with my wisdom teeth. It turns out that I don't actually have wisdom teeth. She kept asking if I'd had them removed, and I'm sure that's something I'd remember, but then I started doubting myself...

I had a pleasant shopping experience with Emma this evening. I ended up finding the stuff I was after, and I bought some blush as well, which was a lot more than I'd want to spend but I had a Westfield voucher so it was like it only cost $10. Then Em and I acted like 15 year olds trying on dresses on all the stores and throwing them over the changeroom walls to swap and compare. Lots of fun.

Oh, and I don't know what to do about the Lisa thing. I was all set to speak to my landlord this afternoon but she didn't answer, so I just left a message asking her to call me, which she hasn't done yet. But now I've chickened out a bit, especially because when I came home today Lisa was on the balcony smoking, so that's good, right? I dunno. I know I'm not in the wrong if I tell the landlords, but I also feel bad. Stupid toxic guilt.