when did i become the laughing stock...

a timely reminder that i'm not the "extreme" rides kinda girl:

"road runner roller coaster: an 'all-family fun' ride where cally screamed louder than all the children on the ride combined and the rest of us laughed uproariously" courtesy of miss nette!

but movieworld was fun really, aside from the screaming, bruising and whimpering....i managed to even go on th superman ride- i think i may have lapsed into a stress induced coma after the whole "i'll push you to safety" speel that superman or someone was on about, maybe he could have chosen a safer route instead of the 200ft verticl drop at 4G's, just a thought superman- if your aim was to "save us all and push us to safety" a leisurely 4km p/h nudge off the track would have sufficed...

fun times...i must agree with my sydney-counterpart here and say that the scooby doo spooky coaster was by far the most fun! i do however feel that the whole not beng strapped in adequately to this ride led to the bruising on my arm.

well on another happy note i'm in my new apartment finally! it's suh-weet.

That is all..

Currently Listening to: Faker- This Heart Attack

You know you're in a quality establishment when...

you have to pick a clump of curly man hair out of the shower drain...eww

so i've been living in this "homestay" type accommodation for a few weeks now (as a result of buying my apartment tenanted until July) and have to share the bathroom with 15 other mostly fat, older, and evidently balding men who obviously have no friends or money if they're subject to living in these squalid budget conditions...my bet, they're all going through a divorce.

3 weeks to go...

Ahem

Today's thought:

Was watchin Idol last night and they've named that new Maccas burger the "Backyard Burger"- nice, i guess coz the patty looks like something you might find in the backyard. I had a feeling my suggestion of the "Mc Vomit" wouldn't be chosen...

Stupid name, it doesn't even start with mc.

Bittermuch? I think maybe a little

Blah

Yeah so, perhaps my last post was a tad melodramatic, but I am just so over having guys like me that I don’t like back…then having to be blunt and tell them to piss off without looking like a bitch. Yeah I have a stalker who lives in my apartment building and he calls me in the middle of the night (for what I don’t know, because I’ve started to turn my phone off at night)- do I bring these situations on myself or what?? I guess what I’m trying to say here is that there are MANY, MANY prettier, funnier, smarter girls out there, so why do I get all the weirdo’s idolising me? To keep posts slightly more regular I might start a new section… "What I realised this morning on the ferry" I tend to do my best thinking out at sea (well on the river…) so I may have to start writing them down…

What I realised on the ferry this morning #1

In Woolies on Thursday night when I did my shopping they had smiths crinkle cut chips 2 for $4…what are the chances of any being left and should I risk going in after work to see if they have any…
To illustrate todays thoughts (and to demonstrate my newly acquired project management skills) I have compiled a little risk analysis…

That is all...

Because my space is not very "work friendly"

I've decided to come back to my original blogger home to post my worldly incites from the other side of the country...Yes i have moved and perhaps my life will once again become interesting...I am now a "Brisbanite" and I work in a pretty building and catch ferries to work...yay for me!

a very "bunny" parody haha

http://www.starz.com/features/bunnyclub/office%5Fspace/

one of my favourite movies...funny.

the only reason i like the ashes at the moment...

....traffic isn't such a bitch in the morning (now that i'm a "productive member of society", even if that does mean folding paper for 4 hours straight, i have to drive in peak hour and given the shitness of Perth roads (which other country has a main city with a 2 lane freeway!) it takes me a loooooong time), i got a totally clear run into town on Friday, thank god for lazy yobbo's chucking sickies to sit and watch a ball being bowled, *coff thrown, at some other guy who has to hit it with a stick...primitive.

big-dubba-yeoy (you'd get that if you've seen the bogan ads for this heinous place of business), where "our people make the difference" asked me yesterday if i wanted to work dawn recovery on monday (seeing as we're open sunday and they're too cheap to pay us time and a half) and i said hell... no... as if i want to be there at the crack of dawn sorting out tree ornaments... cheap, tacky, glittery ornaments at that, then rush off to my prestigous paper folding job (actually i shouldn't give it such a bad wrap, i've designed a rose garden and i'm doing 2 verges at the moment and i get to do gps tracking tomorrow...i guess it's not so bad, the people are pretty good too which is always nice).

i went to a friends house tonight to watch dvd's because the wicked witches of the west who live there are down south and she has a friend, who i really don't think likes me, who said that "if she ever came into her house and found her boyfriend dead she'd kill herself next to him"......ah, ok, *coff- i hope i never feel that way about anyone, obsessive much.

and on that i leave

listening to: "Chicago" by Sufjan Stevens

it's up to youuu NEW YORK NEW YOOOORK....

haha, no i'm not in New York, just thought i'd add it for the shock value.

but i guess i am making a brand new start of it (of sorts) and i am finding that I'm king of the hill, top of the heap...*coff* scratch that...

it is finally time for me to unfurl my little university graduate wings and find a job..preferably one that pays and two that is somewhat related to the degree i have. Sure i have work experience starting next Monday (gulp) i have prepared myself with a wardrobe of nice/casual work clothes and witty banter for the first couple of days- but then what? It's not quite a job, it's not quite unemployment. I am going to miss uni though, in some ways, but i'm also glad it's over and my education is over (unless i decide to accumulate more HECS debt, renamed 'HELP'- because they raised the band pricings and anyone starting uni pre 2005 will need some serious help getting out of debt when they graduate).

speaking of mud wraps (nice segue) i had an 'Enzymatic Mud Wrap' on Saturday...i must admit i was rather skeptical at first, i mean who really wants to be slathered in mud and wrapped in tinfoil...but i must say the overall experience was quite pleasant. I do feel genuinely detoxified, which i needed after folio, and the dreaded "christmas launch" at work where we were forced to dress like elves or reindeer and listen to god awful carols all day (by the way Big W decided to update their german and reject bin carols for this years more upbeat, less creepy ones- altho mummy is still kissing santa clause, one woman wants santa clause to stay and "warm her coals" and barry white seems to be singing a lot of them, so not completely creep-free but less creepy none-the-less). Honestly... i can't wait to get out of there. i'm training another fledgling (yeah i'm into the bird analogies) 14, utterly clueless and asks SO....MANY.....QUESTIONS.... it's like i told her that the Big W jingle plays on the hour so u can tell the time without having a watch, now everytime the jingle goes she says..."so does that mean it's, 5/6/7/8 o'clock?" to which i reply "yes, yes that is right, good girl..." hahaha, lord help me. She seems to have this odd facination with scanning things with the pricing gun, i'm a little worried. Hot filler guy (as i call him, i should call him elvis, he has quite elvis-eske hair and features) asked me (before new girl came) if she was hot....i called him a pedophile then laughed...he's closer to my age, so it was fairly funny.

it's strange. i had my longest realtionship this year, yet it seemed like the most shallow realtionship i've ever been in. i guess i was a little indifferent to the whole thing pretty early on and it never got better, he was a nice guy and all, but u know what they say about nice guys (bad kissers hah)...and i guess it was a little cruel breaking it off a week before his birthday, but then again not as cruel as inviting me to his birthday, where i meet his new girlfriend *coff... cue awkward silence. and it wasn't a cruel move on his part, he is just totally clueless when it comes to break up etiquette, i haven't seen him since really so i'm looking forward to the strained conversation when we next meet... lol

You know my tag board decided that i was getting far too much spam and it closed itself down...how sweet, i haven't decided whether i'm going to fix it/get another one yet..we'll see. don't really know if i'm getting back into blogging again, just testing the water at the mo and see what happens. i'm sure something funny will come out of my work experience...

Shit it's 2am...

Au revoir

Listening to : "tyrant" by the bravery and
"see you soon" by coldplay

funny anagrams

so today i'm having a really good hair day, but to offset that i have puffy eyes (due to some tiredness and fluey symptoms yet to be explained)- why is life so hard? hahah...

whatever.

anyway, did you know michael bolton (of "Can I Touch You... There?" fame and general tool-ness) is a clever anagram of "iam the local nob" - yes i found that amusing...small minds.

only fools rush in...

having way too many qualms about moving out at the moment, first my mum is telling me to go then she's trying to keep me here- god woman make your mind up! (me and her i guess) i really can't make the decision at the moment- but i do know that if i don't move out by the end of the holidays (feb) i'll be here til i finish my degree and i don't really want that, not for another year anyway. it is cheaper to live at home but at what expense? my mental health, i think not. Plus i'd have to move again to the new house then AGAIN to actually move into my own place, i think i'm just sick of being moved about so much. i've also decided that i want to get a second job over the break for day time, so i can spend as little time as possible at home(because i'm sure murray will catch some obscure, undiagnosable disease and have to spend at least 4 weeks off work to "recover" *coff*) AND get lots of money. i guess i'm just a bit over it all, uni, work, home life, blogging (did you notice haah) etc.

something quite funny happened the other week, with murray and his kids (well one of them)- obviously if i had him as a dad i'd want to spend as little time with the bastard as i possibly could so i don't blame him for not wanting to come and stay with him- but anyway long story short- he was pissed because he had to sit in the driveway for 15 MINUTES while WORKMEN WERE STARING AT HIM (uhm yeah because workmen were so interested in you murray because the world revolves around you and whenever you're sitting in your car somewhere people have this urge to watch you) .pah. so he says "the next time i see him (his son) he's going to tear strips off him" multiple times, really agro. i wonder if he'll stop talking to him aswell haha. seriously if he can't even have a healthy relationship with his own son surely he can see that he has MAJOR problems and it's not everyone elses fault it's his.

anyway enough of that, i'm just procrastinating, meant to be doing some latin american square design thing, prob should get that going haha.

i think the papermate guy was hitting on me...

hah. At work we have some "john sands" guys and "papermate" guys who help out around the place printing tickets and such...today i met papermate guy! (yes my working life is really THAT mundane that a visit from mr. papermate "warren"- i think although i may have forgotten his name and just decided that he looked like a warren- warrants excitement and general whimsy). He was pretty friendly- you know, but can you tell whether a guy is being friendly or just trying to impress you with his kung-fu ticket ripping style? Either way he kinda hinted at where he lived, told me he'd be there quite a bit during back to school *ahem a whole 6 months away* shook my hand and everything- i wonder if "john sands" dude is this nice. So yeah semi-hot "papermate rep" possibly hitting on me...haha, oh dear(i'm sure lynette "samurai bunny master" would come up with some amusing photoshop rendition of said scene- but i'm much too lazy so sod off!). He had a round head...i kinda wish rich would just go ahead and ask me out the spineless- no i shouldn't call the poor boy spineless, he's probably forgotten all about me and how he thought i was cute and stuff *sigh* i said he had a nice shirt *sniff* *slaps forehead* stupid. I don't know at a gathering a while ago, it looked as though something promising could have happened but he kinda got talking to the group i was sitting in and then chickened out of talking to me...it was weird. actually i hope he doesn't read this- he might, doubt it tho...erg "paranoia, paranoia, everybody's comin to get meeeeee"- (harvey danger- flagpole sitter, btw- not me being crazy).
That's all i think not alot else happening...

Listening to: "the power" the go! team

light bulb

to protect certain parties involved names have been changed.

So "susan" was installing her pirated copy of "dacotuA" onto her computer but the lic. key wouldn't copy to the registry (because "susan's" computer doesn't trust her to know what she's doing and decided to limit her access to said registry for fear of her blowing him up) So "susan" decides to screw the computer and play around with the registry after reading the MANY warnings about only allowing an "expert" to take such actions. "Susan" was quite pertubed when she saw that she could not change anything on the registry or edit any DWORD files (of which a number needed to be changed)- she had read the license file and figured that deleting the old lic. and replacing it with the new one would work. Needless to say "Susan" spent a good half hour trying to modify the file until it dawned on her that the settings needed to be changed to give her full access to the machine- so after much fiddling and searching she found a box to tick and proceeded to tick it- mission accomplished. New registry entered- a victory for pirates the world over!

True that it took "susan" an hour to figure it all out but afterwards she felt damn clever- anyone want computer advice call susan hahhaa.

Now to start susan on fixing soulseek...