Happy Asian Guy

I saw happy asian guy spit on a car today and so I've been thinking about whether he deserves his name or not. If you don't know him, he's this guy who walks around Queensgate and he's always smiling and invading your personal space - kinda like Miley Cyrus. But I've never seen him spit on anything before for no reason. Or at all, for that matter.

In other news I'm officially sick of the holidays. You know that your life is boring when you can make an event of buying V. But it was seriously good. It's back to school in a few days and for the first time in my life I'm actually excited. All I do at home is listen to the wiggles and sleep (while listening to the wiggles). It's my nephew's music - I promise.

You're nocturnal....

Can somebody tell me why whenever I think of Duran Duran I think of the Fab Five? It's like I know that they're not the same but then do I really? I've never seen them all in the same place at the same time. In fact I've never seen any of them so how do I know that any of them are real? The truth is that I don't. Normally this wouldn't be a huge issue but:

It's the holidays which means I sleep during the day and stay up all night (quite seriously, I sleep from around 8am until 3pm) and whenever I tell people that I'm nocturnal I think of that stupid song and then I think of Duran Duran. Or maybe I think of the Fab Five first?

The Fab Five are really just crab people, anyway.