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What happened to ~~~ Well basically I got hijacked by hens nights, weddings, engagements and Christmas parties, it’s been a tough month, but I learnt a lot:
1. Apparently hens nights are all about penis paraphernalia
2. If you drink four Moscow Mules before you arrive at your sister’s engagement party, you will find it difficult to offer around trays of champagne for the toast, but you won’t find it difficult to heckle your parents when they are giving a speech.
3. Always ensure your driver has enough red carpet if you intend to walk on soft grass in heels. (by the way, she did make it to the alter and so a big congrats to ca and ca!)
4. My nanna knows how to do the ‘Christmas Macarena’ and can still hold her own in a conga line.
5. ATV’s are the best thing ever.
Also, more importantly..Yay rk..Who would have thought our 20c games all those years ago would lead to
THIS..Nice one rk!!!
Boo racism.."The Howard Government and its media cheer squad have been blowing a racist dog whistle for at least five years. Why were they so surprised when the pack eventually turned up?" http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/2005/12/13/181830/80Yay..How good are the Christmas lights and cane furniture additions to Tallandoon!
Soothing HarmoniesHad a headache for like 2 days, I tried everything; I drank more water, then I drank more coffee, then I took some codeine, then I had a couple of beers, then I slept, and I woke up and still had headache? So I put my headphones on, and randomly Simon and Garfunkel came on, and my headache was gone :)
Also..
The serial killer thing that Tg posted about
here is really bugging me. She left out a couple of things, like the fact that this guy said ‘Don’t get in your car without checking the backseat girls’ and ‘I’m going to get myself a number plate that says - SA the SERIAL KILLER state’.
Last night I woke up in the middle of the night cause I heard a noise out side, and I got up to got to the toilet and the front door was wide open, and cause it was the middle of the night I freaked out and thought that serial killer might have come in to Tallandoon and be wreaking havic somewhere. I actually took 5 mins to decide whether to shut the front door or not cause if he was inside already, surely that only makes the situation worse, or he could be lurking just outside the door waiting to pounce just as I got close. I didn’t get back to sleep properly all night because I was listening so hard for the serial killer.
In other newsWho knew that oranges were going to be the next big thing..
Sacrifice(15:22:32) Jn: im going to loose wait
(15:22:33) Jn: eat less
(15:22:37) Jn: instead of Yiros Packs
(15:22:41) Jn: i'm just gonna have Yiro
Ooooo, Adelaide… everybody’s here..So with the Harry Potter, Ronald Dumsfeld and the ‘The Ruler’ of UAE Sharjah all in town on the same day, it seems that Adelaide is definitely everyone’s favourite Spring retreat.
If you wanted to send a message to hit home in the hearts of those in the UK, the fears of those in the US and the non-extremities of those UAE then tomorrow would definitely be the day to strike.
In more important news..Got a call tonight about my Nanna’s nursing home’s Christmas Party being held next week. I had to make the tough choice between ‘Baked Barramundi topped with prawns and a white wine cream sauce’ or ‘Traditional roast of Turkey, Ham and Pork with all the trimmings’. As if that wasn’t tough enough, then I had to choose between ‘Pavlova with Berrie Brulee’ or ‘Traditional Plum Pudding with Brandy Sauce’. I love Christmas.
Three syllable words don’t make for good chanting.Went to my first protest today. It was kind of exciting, big screens, lots of banners, chanting, drums and flags. Quite moving really to see a bunch of big beefy tradesmen joining forces with a few greeny leftys, throw in the nurses and midwives along with some middle aged hippy types, all the major church leaders and most importantly Tim from Big Brother and you have yourself a top notch protest (well apparently it wasn’t quite as good as the anti-war one, but I thought it was pretty impressive).
I never realised that there were so many political bikies, but naisays:
NTEU = nerds
MTU = bikies
So surely when you get nerds and bikies united together they are a force to be reckoned with? Well I guess we’ll see.
In other news..Sometimes despite thinking you are the observant one, you are actually the one being observed.
Met some guy at supermild the other night and he referred to a brief encounter with tg at the Grace one night as ‘incident no. 14 - the straw that broke the camels back’ in reference to his relationship at the time. Tg said all she did was say hello.
He went on to ask us the following question
‘So what is a girl looking for in a guy? Cause basically guys are looking for two breasts and a vagina’
So I said
‘So if you see girls as just two breasts and a vagina, when you look in the mirror do you just see a dick?’
Congratulations!My sister is gonna be a wifey, Tg is finally cutting her ties with Port Adelaide and moving into the city and Mtb has her own 32 count aerobics routine!
I got a call late Sunday night whilst nursing a hangover and in the middle watching I love huckabees just after watching Napoleon Dynamite (best bit = Uncle Rico throwing a steak at Napoleon on his bike, hahahaha) – we were actually trying to get Old School but went to Keno video and apparently they don’t have a general comedy section cause there’s not enough room in between their ‘pretentious’ and ‘more pretentious’ sections, or so their fucked off customer service assistant told us (who was wearing a crystal and listening to some extreme new age music) .
anyway I got a call from Nic and after some general chit chat he asked me for my blessing cause he wanted to marry my sister! Apparently after spending the weekend on the road with the band, he came back and asked her to be his wife pretty much immediately. Who can blame him, she would look (and smell) pretty damn good after more than 24 hours of closeness with Ntr ;) Anyway, a big YAY for them.
In other news…Made pizza’s on Friday night and they seemed to inspire a lot of great ideas… like Pinza – the ultimate combination of Pinball and Pizza.
Went to see the Merchants of Bollywood and saw some good bollywood dancing, along with some of the most hideous Fabio inspired indian man hair ever and far too many men in gold pants, the girls looked good though.
Money for marmaladeSo 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.
Chim chim cheriiJn 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”
SouthparkThe 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.’
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 :)