it's been a long time since i a caught a movie in a cinema in melbourne so i was pretty excited to be watching in her shoes in melbourne central tonight. i enjoyed the show, ironically crying throughout the entire thing. something must be terribly wrong with me because every little thing can make me cry tonight. even just 10 mins worth of armageddon did the trick. to think i started sniffing away almost immediately after turning on the tv. but anyhoos, in her shoes featured a great shoe collection (well. obviously) which i'd die for if i had 2 lives because i'd die for cameron diaz' legs (and bod too if you could throw in a freebie) first. speaking of which, trying to lose weight is a bitch. i mean, it really is. it's proving to be more difficult than i'd hope it to be (then again, nobody ever said it was easy). an awful [insert swear word of choice]-ly fat picture of mine has been converted into a stickie (o i love stickies!) and it's smiling back at me on my desktop to remind me of not-so-glory days. (which weren't that long ago actually). oh crap this sucks. - i'm never going to fit into the bridesmaid gown. to the gym, i say! but. to the bed first. the bum in me always wins.