YOU'RE TERRIBLE, MURIEL.

I watched the movie Muriel's Wedding yesterday for the first time. I wanted to see it when it came out in the theaters a few years ago. Mainly because I like ABBA. Also because It's one of those crazy New Zealand or Australian movies like Strictly Ballroom, or Priscilla, Queen Of The Desert. It was a good film.

I played soccer at the park with Ben yesterday. He said I'm getting better. My legs are sore today. I have the Sunday blues, like usual. I am feeling a bit down for no reason. Ben and I are going to go see Death Cab For Cutie tonight at the Troubadour. I know it's going to be fun. Right now, I feel unmotivated to do anything. I am also feeling a bit down cos after the concert, I am going to drop Ben off downtown at the INS office to line up all night. It's such a pain in the ass. He lined up there a while back to put in paperwork but they told him after waiting since 4 am that he couldn't file the paperwork there and that it had to be mailed in. So he mailed it in and it was returned to him cos it has to be filed at the office downtown. The person who served Ben there didn't know what they were talking about. It's annoying.

I changed my driver's license to say "Rachel Erin Apps" on Friday, and Ben passed his written driving exam. Now he has a permit to practice driving. He drove my car around yesterday in the industrial area where Sexy Hair Concepts' warehouse is, and he did very well.

Now Ben is building a huge robot out of Lego. And I am typing this. But I think I need to get out and do something.