POW!

"You are a squid, and you can't have any cake."

And this was the return to work. I used to think that every day at the child care centre was different. I was wrong. They are all the same, just in varying degrees of sameness. It is basically going through the same routines, day in, day out. The only real gems are the children, because it is only from the mouths of babes that you can get lines like the one above. I'm not entirely sure why I was a squid, it wasn't entirely clear to me as I didn't recall morphing into cephalopod. I think that next time I bake the muffins I might make sure that I get all of the ingredients right. Still, it was good to get back in there. Today, Friday, was a bit of nightmare, I mean nobody really enjoys the heat do they? Especially when it seems to come from nowhere. I think that it makes every body a little cranky, children, carers and parents alike. It always makes for an interesting day. There was one boy today who kept repeating the mantra, "Spiderman, Batman, Spiderman, Batman..." Now I'm not sure, but I have a feeling that he was waging an epic battle between the two of them in his mind as a way to make the time run a bit quicker. Rest time really can't go quickly enough somedays, and I soon found myself joining him in the chant. In my version they ended up calling a truce.

I went and got my hair cut the other day and I'm pretty happy with the result. It's actually a fairly boring haircut and it was horribly overpriced, but I'm happy with it, so you can't put a price on that can you? And after my previous traumatic experiences at the hair dressers I don't mind. One thing that has been reaffirmed this week has been my love for ladies in certain occupations. I don't know what it is, but I hold hairdressers in high regards. Check out chicks too. And air hostesses, especially Singapore Airlines ones. They truly are the goddesses of the skies.

I'm still listening to this Madonna album, Confessions On A Dancefloor. I also found out who the producer is, Les Rhythmes Digitales. I think that he's got a couple of other names too. It doesn't really matter too much, I dig it. Maybe it's just that hook, maybe it's the beat... I don't know. I think that it would be a song that would go off in the clubs, another one that I feel would be a floor filler is Bob Sinclair's Love Generation. I don't mind this song, but it's not quite up to the Madonna standard. Dear oh dear.

So tonight I'm heading out to my Nanna's place for a bit of a feed, then I'm going to get inebriated. Should be rockin.