Our House in the Middle of Our Street

Woke up this morning to what i thought would be an annoyingly normal day. Working at 5 which tends to dominate my ENTIRE day somehow, so i figured...'I'd be productive!' Decided to clean out the corner of our backyard. If you've been here you may or may not have noticed the pile of half rotted towels and numerous empty washing powder/ liquid containers piled up near the bbq. Forever i just look at it thinking 'one day' and sigh and stare into the distance. that day was today. i tried to salvage what i could, throwing myself into my work with vigour, i threw out what was too rotten to save, found an old pair of sneakers and a cushion which looked turn of the century. sweet. going along great guns. loaded up the machine with what i wanted to wash and save..including our bath mat....go to turn on the machine and..NO POWER. ok..no biggy i'll just wait a few hours before i try again.

dum-dee-dum dum dahh....waiting..oooohh landlord is here to fix the powerpoint which ELECTROCUTED my house mate what, two weeks ago no?? sweet..looks like we are on the mend. 'look. not wanting to fix it up much as i will redo the whole house for my family soon'. WHOTTTTT????

As if to put the nail in the coffin, some woman just walked into my room asking the landlord if this was his office space while i was doing homework. She is walking around with swatches and folders muttering about skirting boards and period schemes right now...when will it end??

well take this landlord.....the roof is leaking in the lounge room. the power goes out when u turn the drier on. (and stays off for up to 3 days in parts of the house), the toilet is leaking. the oven doesn't work and the kitchen becomes a fishbowl when it rains as the door is rotted through on the bottom. need i continue??


so....its been fun....but i want out before we all have to leave together coz it is going to b a bitch trying to get my bond back otherwise......dram drama drama

Hearts a Mess

I will Outshine the Moon

i gave in....
You are The Moon

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

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The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.

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We Are Fam-er- Lee

why my family is dum.

for about two weeks now we have been organising easter. being euro we all love nothing more than getting together and eating, resiting, then eating some more. so it was decided that, as easter fell so close to my birthday we would roll the two into one and have a big do, breakfast would roll into lunch and then dinner. sweeeet
that was then. this is now.


phone call #1. me to mum.
"what time do u want me there? when's everyone else getting there?"
"i finish work at 3 thirty. i told everyone 4 onwards but can u come early and paint the eggs and such? Kornel not coming. him and heather have gone to ballarat. and cyp sent me message. him and katie aren't coming."
"hmmm"

phone call #2 me to cyp
"hello? hello?"
"the vodaphone you are calling is unavailable....rarararaaahh"

so..off to sit with mum and her partner and eat hard boiled eggs. so much for a 'family thing' ....happy fucking birthday to you too

This is a FANCY Restaurant!

highlight of the last few days??? hearing a fragment of someone's conversation on my way down the street, knowing exactly what they were talking about and feeling oddly compelled to run up screaming "look daddy..i'm a farmer!"

wagged work for a week. they thought i died. then miraculously rose form the dead and came back on sat...well if jesus could do it!!

currently sitting peering out my window at people waiting for tram and scoffing down someone's baked beans...serves the ass faces right..they ate all 3 of my bananas before i even got a chance at them!!!

and in other news.....poor cara...while her shit was being swiped here were we acting the jolly fools

For all you Anti Facebookers

So it has come time to celebrate the day on which my mother sprung me from her loins again. and in gracious thanks to her efforts i will be trashing my house and mingling with all those of you i term "friends". come join me in my rambling house and humour me and and my attempt at a soirée....fuck that shit...its a goddamn party and your bloody well invited. so if i do not see your face i will cry. and then i will delete you from my phone.


what: my birthday dick
when: march 28th
where: my house...if you do not know it by now, find someone who does
why: because you are a sorry loser who loves nothing better than to scrutinize my spelling rather than update your own miserable blog

go on.....hit me...no spelling errors????? hello??hmmm just as i thought

Dirty Job

so so very addicted to Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe..turns out his novel idea has been such a hit that several networks are after this piece if dad joke genius..thank you fast company magazine!.....get ur eyes glued to this man..he is fan-friggin-tastic.

have initiated 90's day at work. the playlist is currently being compiled and i am thinking a bad days of our lives-esque costume is in order!!!

did storytime today. read wombat stew adn posum ,agic..possible the two best australian children books ever published..had some gorgeous kids come along. had to the whole loudspeaker page..and lucky dips and colouring in...was so much fun. dressed up australiana too...flannelette shirt, boots and cork hat included...had a blast.

so i am FINALLY online..yay for tech. loving having the internet again, though concerned my house is haunted right now. freaking out as i am alone and isnt that the best time for evil ghosts to strike??? when one is all on their lonesome typing away at some new fangled machine??? bahhhhhhh

so enough with the ghost stories...and remembering i do live opposite the cemetary!!!!! oh man how i wish someone would come home. ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod!!!!!


ps my birthday is comeing up so u bitches had better come up with the goods..nah jsut messing with u ...ur alright