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Friday, October 21, 2005
Money for marmalade
So work has truly turned into the last week of uni when all your assignments are due at once and I’m at the point where every moment I don’t do stuff heightens my anxiety, so I’m just taking a quick break before I really put my head down.
So while I generously sorted out my sisters computer issues, and she was busy telling me off for fighting with my boyfriend
we somehow got on the topic of wrinkle cream and apparently the only fight she ever has with her boyfriend is a reoccurring battle each night when she tries to put wrinkle cream on his eyes. Now you’d think she meant that he doesn’t like her putting stuff on his face, or maybe he finds it hurtful that she wants to change him, but no, actually the argument is over the fact that he wants her to put it on one eye only, so in 50 years time he can say “I told you it doesn’t work”
Meanwhile, K’s wedding invitation making project is going very well, with all 83 invites bejewelled and ready to go (a special thanks here to Barter for sticking on all those jewels so carefully), apart from the fact that I can’t send them out until I have the gift registry sorted which is apparently not an easy job, K went to Myer to make her ‘suggestion list’ and only found six items in the whole store to put on it. Far out, who would have thought that would be the hard bit?
In other news..
M has been talking to Puffa from the north territory again, apparently she was trying to sell him a deal by telling him it was ‘Money for jam puffa, it’s money for jam’ and all he could say back was ‘M, it’s not money for jam, it’s money for marmalade is what it is’ and it was then that she realised how much she missed her old territory. ¶ 11:42 AM 0 comments
So work has truly turned into the last week of uni when all your assignments are due at once and I’m at the point where every moment I don’t do stuff heightens my anxiety, so I’m just taking a quick break before I really put my head down.
So while I generously sorted out my sisters computer issues, and she was busy telling me off for fighting with my boyfriend
we somehow got on the topic of wrinkle cream and apparently the only fight she ever has with her boyfriend is a reoccurring battle each night when she tries to put wrinkle cream on his eyes. Now you’d think she meant that he doesn’t like her putting stuff on his face, or maybe he finds it hurtful that she wants to change him, but no, actually the argument is over the fact that he wants her to put it on one eye only, so in 50 years time he can say “I told you it doesn’t work”
Meanwhile, K’s wedding invitation making project is going very well, with all 83 invites bejewelled and ready to go (a special thanks here to Barter for sticking on all those jewels so carefully), apart from the fact that I can’t send them out until I have the gift registry sorted which is apparently not an easy job, K went to Myer to make her ‘suggestion list’ and only found six items in the whole store to put on it. Far out, who would have thought that would be the hard bit?
In other news..
M has been talking to Puffa from the north territory again, apparently she was trying to sell him a deal by telling him it was ‘Money for jam puffa, it’s money for jam’ and all he could say back was ‘M, it’s not money for jam, it’s money for marmalade is what it is’ and it was then that she realised how much she missed her old territory. ¶ 11:42 AM 0 comments
Chim chim cherii
Jn got it in his head he wanted to buy a $300 chiminea to make pizza on Sunday, so I thought it might be a more affordable option to borrow my parents chiminea for the day instead. But with Ma and Pa in Port Douglas for the week and out of contact, so we just picked up the chiminea and went home and set to making a fire. Later that evening when the first pizza was in the fire and looking pretty damn good, I finally got through to mum and dad.
Me: “hi mum, how are you”
Mum: “yeh it’s fantastic, today we saw some really rare birds blah blah blabbity blah..”
Me: “riiighhght, well, actually I was ringing to see if we could borrow your chiminea”
Mum: “well, I suppose, but you know it’s just an ornamental chiminea, you can’t have a fire in it”
Jn got it in his head he wanted to buy a $300 chiminea to make pizza on Sunday, so I thought it might be a more affordable option to borrow my parents chiminea for the day instead. But with Ma and Pa in Port Douglas for the week and out of contact, so we just picked up the chiminea and went home and set to making a fire. Later that evening when the first pizza was in the fire and looking pretty damn good, I finally got through to mum and dad.
Me: “hi mum, how are you”
Mum: “yeh it’s fantastic, today we saw some really rare birds blah blah blabbity blah..”
Me: “riiighhght, well, actually I was ringing to see if we could borrow your chiminea”
Mum: “well, I suppose, but you know it’s just an ornamental chiminea, you can’t have a fire in it”
Friday, October 14, 2005
Southpark
The Thompsons: ‘You may not have realized this, but we actually have buttocks where our heads should be.’
Cartman: ‘I think... I.. just.. saw the funniest thing I'll ever see. And I... think... I... blew a funny fuse.’
The Thompsons: ‘You may not have realized this, but we actually have buttocks where our heads should be.’
Cartman: ‘I think... I.. just.. saw the funniest thing I'll ever see. And I... think... I... blew a funny fuse.’
Friday, October 07, 2005
It’s all about procrastination…
Yesterday I went to the Foodland down the road to get some stuff for dinner, and the checkout chick looks at my vegetable and then at her register and then asks the other checkout dude ‘What is this?’ and he goes ‘Cabbage’ and I go, ‘Actually it’s spinach’ and the dude then goes ‘Yeah, could be, I don’t really know my vegetables’. What the fuck? These people work in a supermarket and they don’t know what spinach and cabbage are? What chance have they got in life? I felt sorry for them so I put some change in the change box.
Checkout this attractive photo of chd spitting, I didn’t even notice frg in the background when I took it, only on close inspection can you see him growing out of chds ear.
Missi got a new treadmill, it took four people to get it up the stairs, it wasn’t pretty…
In other news…
We passed our house inspection with flying colours, and once again my stowaway presence was not detected :) ¶ 12:21 PM 5 comments
Yesterday I went to the Foodland down the road to get some stuff for dinner, and the checkout chick looks at my vegetable and then at her register and then asks the other checkout dude ‘What is this?’ and he goes ‘Cabbage’ and I go, ‘Actually it’s spinach’ and the dude then goes ‘Yeah, could be, I don’t really know my vegetables’. What the fuck? These people work in a supermarket and they don’t know what spinach and cabbage are? What chance have they got in life? I felt sorry for them so I put some change in the change box.
Checkout this attractive photo of chd spitting, I didn’t even notice frg in the background when I took it, only on close inspection can you see him growing out of chds ear.
Missi got a new treadmill, it took four people to get it up the stairs, it wasn’t pretty…
In other news…
We passed our house inspection with flying colours, and once again my stowaway presence was not detected :) ¶ 12:21 PM 5 comments
