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Thursday, May 26, 2005
Moving to Tallandoon
A twisted fairytale.
Since the move, things have been going pretty good. I don’t think I’ve cause anyone too much pain, and no one has caused me too much pain.
However, there is always going to be some adjusting required…
The night b4 last, I went to bed and at that exact time Jn decided to get on the exercise bike and sing ‘Wind Beneath my Wings’ at the top of his lungs.
This was funny for around 10 seconds, but when he is still singing half an hour later and I have my head sandwiched between 2 pillows, it just loses something.
I told my sister today, these are her comments:
Clr: he's a bit eccentric the old Jn .. or is it autistic? Your children are gonna be really smart, but kinda weird and out there ... they may have troubles socialising at school .... like a cross between jarvis cocker and doctor carl with a bit of Uncle Geoff chucked in there for good measure ... that will be your first born son ¶ 10:26 AM 3 comments
A twisted fairytale.
Since the move, things have been going pretty good. I don’t think I’ve cause anyone too much pain, and no one has caused me too much pain.
However, there is always going to be some adjusting required…
The night b4 last, I went to bed and at that exact time Jn decided to get on the exercise bike and sing ‘Wind Beneath my Wings’ at the top of his lungs.
This was funny for around 10 seconds, but when he is still singing half an hour later and I have my head sandwiched between 2 pillows, it just loses something.
I told my sister today, these are her comments:
Clr: he's a bit eccentric the old Jn .. or is it autistic? Your children are gonna be really smart, but kinda weird and out there ... they may have troubles socialising at school .... like a cross between jarvis cocker and doctor carl with a bit of Uncle Geoff chucked in there for good measure ... that will be your first born son ¶ 10:26 AM 3 comments
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
I just ate a whole packet of cherrichocs for dinner.
NUTRITIONAL INFORMATION
Energy = 1966kJ
Fats = 20.4g
Sugars = 57.2g
Omg I feel sick, and a little dizzy….
I also have cramp in my hand from writing out my Japanese homework, I haven’t put pen to paper for anything more than writing a postit note for a very long time.
By the way if someone calls you wallpaper, is that a complement, I reckon wallpaper is one dimensional, repetitive and annoying if you want to get rid of it?
In other news:
Mum has organised a ‘family seminar’ for next Monday afternoon with a guest speaker, I have to leave work at three to attend. Seriously, who does that? Once again, I'm just not sure of my lineage.
I borrowed my bosses cardigan thingo a few weeks ago cause I was walking home and it was really cold and she kept it in the cupboard for just such emergencies. I haven’t seen it since I got home that night and I have also moved house since then. She asked me where it was yesterday, I told her I’d bring it back today, I didn’t.
My heart is beating really fast after those cherrichocs. ¶ 6:14 PM 3 comments
NUTRITIONAL INFORMATION
Energy = 1966kJ
Fats = 20.4g
Sugars = 57.2g
Omg I feel sick, and a little dizzy….
I also have cramp in my hand from writing out my Japanese homework, I haven’t put pen to paper for anything more than writing a postit note for a very long time.
By the way if someone calls you wallpaper, is that a complement, I reckon wallpaper is one dimensional, repetitive and annoying if you want to get rid of it?
In other news:
Mum has organised a ‘family seminar’ for next Monday afternoon with a guest speaker, I have to leave work at three to attend. Seriously, who does that? Once again, I'm just not sure of my lineage.
I borrowed my bosses cardigan thingo a few weeks ago cause I was walking home and it was really cold and she kept it in the cupboard for just such emergencies. I haven’t seen it since I got home that night and I have also moved house since then. She asked me where it was yesterday, I told her I’d bring it back today, I didn’t.
My heart is beating really fast after those cherrichocs. ¶ 6:14 PM 3 comments
Friday, May 13, 2005
i need something inspiring, it's friday, the 13th, and i have nuthing, nuthing at all...
going to hairdresser = boring
going to movies = boring
losing 8 games of poker in a row = very boring boring
walking 45 mins to and from work everyday and then weighing 2kg more at the end of the week = boring
having fluffy hair cause the water in the burbs is apparently harder than in the city = boring
also, i think im dying again, bone cancer perhaps, i hurt all over
playing netty = sore hip, stiff knee (could be empathy pain for j), ankle wobbly, stubbed my pinky on the ball, got cramp in both legs and had to lay down on the court
it's all boring, go on now, do it, comment, i know you want to say it, boring people are a reflection of boring people, well how boring are you, you're reading a boring person writing about all the boring stuff they think is boring. ¶ 4:00 PM 3 comments
going to hairdresser = boring
going to movies = boring
losing 8 games of poker in a row = very boring boring
walking 45 mins to and from work everyday and then weighing 2kg more at the end of the week = boring
having fluffy hair cause the water in the burbs is apparently harder than in the city = boring
also, i think im dying again, bone cancer perhaps, i hurt all over
playing netty = sore hip, stiff knee (could be empathy pain for j), ankle wobbly, stubbed my pinky on the ball, got cramp in both legs and had to lay down on the court
it's all boring, go on now, do it, comment, i know you want to say it, boring people are a reflection of boring people, well how boring are you, you're reading a boring person writing about all the boring stuff they think is boring. ¶ 4:00 PM 3 comments
Monday, May 09, 2005
I just had my most embarrassing moment to date (well, maybe going over my handlebars in Year 8 just as the school bus went past while in my very short school dress was a bit more scaring, but this was pretty close)
It definitely tops when I had a mental blank on my first day as to what a hyphen was when four ppl were watching me type something and they kept going ‘hyphen’ and I just sat there until one of them had to lean over and type it for me.
And it tops the day my skirt split up the front seam right to the zip requiring me to staple it together until I got home
And it even tops Sny’s story from the other day when she rocked up at work wearing two different shoes.
We were setting up for a presentation and I plugged my computer into the projector, and I forgot, and everyone was standing around sorting it out, staring at the screen trying to get in focus, and I opened my email, and I'm reading it laughing, not realising that everyone in the room can see it on the screen! My boss casually goes, 'Watch what your doing there'.
I estimate the following text was on the big screen for at least 30 seconds
By the way, the latter one from tg was actually first on the screen, so they would've read the whole of that one and at least half the other one.
How embarrassing. ¶ 5:15 PM 1 comments
It definitely tops when I had a mental blank on my first day as to what a hyphen was when four ppl were watching me type something and they kept going ‘hyphen’ and I just sat there until one of them had to lean over and type it for me.
And it tops the day my skirt split up the front seam right to the zip requiring me to staple it together until I got home
And it even tops Sny’s story from the other day when she rocked up at work wearing two different shoes.
We were setting up for a presentation and I plugged my computer into the projector, and I forgot, and everyone was standing around sorting it out, staring at the screen trying to get in focus, and I opened my email, and I'm reading it laughing, not realising that everyone in the room can see it on the screen! My boss casually goes, 'Watch what your doing there'.
I estimate the following text was on the big screen for at least 30 seconds
Mtt wrote:
so...ladies...
i have given great thought into your silly esp clicking game...and after having bent my mind into a pretzel i have brought it back again by working it out.
I have decided that you communicate by feromones. and some sort of hormone thing that ladies have. I have also come to the conclusion that to be able to do this at least on of you must be on your rags ('ladies special time' - if you dont like the r word) at the time. It is during this time that most ladies go a little bit bonkers and seem to be able to communicate with the animals. im assuming you use the same powers for your celebrity clicking game...
if you would like to disprove this theory feel free to tell me what 'really' goes on. if not i will have to explain to everyone that you are both having your periods which is why you can do that. which could prove slightly embarrassing for the two of you.
i await your reply
Mtt
TG wrote:
telling people i am having my period is not even in the ball park of my embarassment threshold. Funnily enough ~ and i spend so much time together that we actually ARE in sync...so maybe, you'll never know.
oh and its pheremones not feremones...
sorry to bring you into this ~ but sometimes men need to be put in their
place with a bit of menstrual talk.
By the way, the latter one from tg was actually first on the screen, so they would've read the whole of that one and at least half the other one.
How embarrassing. ¶ 5:15 PM 1 comments
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Two weeks and no post, the question is, what have I been doing?
Last night, after visiting j at the Sportsmed hospital (which still has the smell of a normal hospital, esp in the lift) and then stopping at Tallandoon (my new residence) for risotto (thanks to tg) I had to go to my parents for an important family meeting.
After some general catching up with aunties and uncles from out of town, my mother opened the family discussion with a quote from an unknown but apparently very famous author. Sometimes I wonder if I really came from her womb.
Then after our frank and open family meeting, my Uncle told a story about an Anglican bishop that he knew and his use of strong language including ‘shithead’ and ‘bastard’ and how the bishop had told him that he had a problem with one of his staff at the moment because ‘he is f@#$ing one of his parishioners’.
In other news
Ktya is getting married! She went to Woomera and D casually asked her over a beer at the pub :) ¶ 10:13 AM 0 comments
Last night, after visiting j at the Sportsmed hospital (which still has the smell of a normal hospital, esp in the lift) and then stopping at Tallandoon (my new residence) for risotto (thanks to tg) I had to go to my parents for an important family meeting.
After some general catching up with aunties and uncles from out of town, my mother opened the family discussion with a quote from an unknown but apparently very famous author. Sometimes I wonder if I really came from her womb.
Then after our frank and open family meeting, my Uncle told a story about an Anglican bishop that he knew and his use of strong language including ‘shithead’ and ‘bastard’ and how the bishop had told him that he had a problem with one of his staff at the moment because ‘he is f@#$ing one of his parishioners’.
In other news
Ktya is getting married! She went to Woomera and D casually asked her over a beer at the pub :) ¶ 10:13 AM 0 comments
