Yep. Its Friday. I'm working my second weekend in a row. So I'm tired and cranky. Well, not really. I've been slipping on the blogs of late because I've actually been getting off the computer at a decent hour and getting some sleep!
Wonders will never cease.
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So I found out about Dancing Dad last we all heard. Have you all caught up? Good. Well, straight from that I found out that one of my workmates wives has cancer again. Multiple metastatic bone cancer. Luckily it hasn't spread to the organs yet, so they may get more time with her. I cannot imagine what that family is going through.
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More depressing news. My apartment smells like shit. And thats not because I have cats. In fact. All of the apartments in my block smell like shit.
Yes, this is Sydney. No, we haven't had a dead granny in our building. At least, not that I know of anyways...
We had a fire. I'm guessing a pretty bad one too. Out entire ground floor entrance is grey with drip marks down the walls. One door is black above it. The apartment (from what I can gather) has been pretty much gutted.
And it happened really early in the day too. I mean, the fireys were standing out the front gossiping to the cops when I left for work at 7:30 on Tuesday. And they were already done by then.
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I joined an adult dating site. Seriously. And the men there are fucking horny cunts. I keep getting messages like there is no tomorrow. Some rude and crude, which disgust me but I secretly love.
I have had a laugh at this before, but guys will fuck just about anything that moves. There's an 18 year old on there happy to hook up with a 50 year old.
THAT COULD BE YA MUM, YA TWAT!
And I love that guys can use the lamest, most pathetic pick up lines and still fuck up the delivery online. Really. They're just chucking the line out there and seeing how it goes. Some guys get it really well. Comes across really funny and interesting, and they get further attention. But they are few and far between.
And then there's the guy who watches WAY to much porn. And you can tell by his profile/messages. These guys aren't any good. They have no idea what pleases a woman and that some things will work for some girls but not others. They are (as a blogger I can't recall, names them) jackhammers.
On, push, push, push, groan, splat, 'Was it good for you?'
AND THEN there's the guy who's way outside my set age bracket, who's been on that site for FOUR YEARS. Picking up random girls. I guess. Eww. Just. Eww.
They should rename the website... findafuck.com
Ah yes. This will be blogfodder for sure. Even if its just smut posts.
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And thats about it.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Big News
Dancing Dad is back. Fit and well. He only had a 1% chance of survival. And he beat it.
Warm wishes and good feelings to all right now.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Weekend round up.
I had an Indian cultural dinner dance last night. I was invited by one of my dance partners a few weeks ago and I said yes. I mean, hell, it's a working weekend and I don't usually get up to much on a working weekend. So I went. And I had a ball. I love Indian Sari's. I think they're such a stunning, colourful item of clothing. And they suit all body types. And I love dancing too. So watching the Bollywood style was absolutely fascinating. The band wasn't that great. But they did play as a DJ for a bit. And I hit the floor then. I ended up trying Bollywood dancing. But I am white, so it doesn't come naturally. I'm sure I stood out like nothing else, but I think I did ok. I'm not used to dancing that much with my hands.
My dance partner and I tried to jive, but there were little people running around the floor. So we gave up on that. Later on the floor was a bit emptier, so we did a cha-cha. And we got a few cheers as we walked off the floor. And a bit later on again we had the entire floor to ourselves as we jived. I'm such an attention whore. I loved it. I wasn't in my dancing shoes, so my footwork was a bit shuffled, but it was still excellent. First time I've ever danced outside classes and I nailed it.
Fantastic night overall. Pissed down as we were preparing to leave, so I got dropped off to where my car was parked. By the time I got to the roof, the rain had stopped. And it was just light most of the way home, until I hit my turn off and it started coming down a bit heavier.
****
So I worked as well. Both days. Which is a drag but the weather has been absolutely stunning of late, so getting up isn't so bad. And I got some absolutely stunning pictures of the plants (blueberry ash, and a pale pink bottlebrush) around work. In the last bottlebrush pic you can see the sunlight streaming around the plant. And then there was a random sunflower too.
Later on in the morning we had a tame water dragon which we managed to coax up onto a workmates leg, and it even sat there long enough to worry the workmate a bit. He's got big teeth.
And this afternoon I bake. We're losing a valued work colleague so he's throwing us a morning tea tomorrow. I figure I might help out, bake up a storm and assuage my guilt by feeding it all to other people.
My dance partner and I tried to jive, but there were little people running around the floor. So we gave up on that. Later on the floor was a bit emptier, so we did a cha-cha. And we got a few cheers as we walked off the floor. And a bit later on again we had the entire floor to ourselves as we jived. I'm such an attention whore. I loved it. I wasn't in my dancing shoes, so my footwork was a bit shuffled, but it was still excellent. First time I've ever danced outside classes and I nailed it.
Fantastic night overall. Pissed down as we were preparing to leave, so I got dropped off to where my car was parked. By the time I got to the roof, the rain had stopped. And it was just light most of the way home, until I hit my turn off and it started coming down a bit heavier.
****
So I worked as well. Both days. Which is a drag but the weather has been absolutely stunning of late, so getting up isn't so bad. And I got some absolutely stunning pictures of the plants (blueberry ash, and a pale pink bottlebrush) around work. In the last bottlebrush pic you can see the sunlight streaming around the plant. And then there was a random sunflower too.
Later on in the morning we had a tame water dragon which we managed to coax up onto a workmates leg, and it even sat there long enough to worry the workmate a bit. He's got big teeth.
And this afternoon I bake. We're losing a valued work colleague so he's throwing us a morning tea tomorrow. I figure I might help out, bake up a storm and assuage my guilt by feeding it all to other people.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Random thoughts.
What is it with gay guys and my boobs? Seriously!
Gay men aren't supposed to like boobies, but the gay guys I know are just fascinated by my chesticles.
The Biotch takes every opportunity to grope or poke them. Its become a ritual of sorts, where he'll rub them for luck. Or he'll try to get me unawares. Except for the fact that its as obvious what he's about to do, as any straight man. I don't get it. He's supposed to like penis, not boobies.
*******
I'm going to a dinner dance on Saturday night. I'm so excited, and a bit nervous. I'm not going to know anybody there, except the guy who invited me.
*******
I'm catching up on my blogging. I want to masty, but I'm not going to until I get my blogging done, and finish taking up the hems of my jeans.
******
I have a new scent. L by Gwen Sefani. I love it to bits. If you're walking past a perfume store, go in and have a smell. Thats me.
******
I bought Transformers on DVD yesterday, for less than $20. Its a new release. Kudos to me. And I have season three of Greys too.
******
How cheap are pizzas? Seriously. You can buy a pizza for $5.95 if you've got a voucher. You can't even make them for that price. I bought a pizza base tonight. $4.10. And thats just for the base!
******
And I'm playing fetch with the cat.
Gay men aren't supposed to like boobies, but the gay guys I know are just fascinated by my chesticles.
The Biotch takes every opportunity to grope or poke them. Its become a ritual of sorts, where he'll rub them for luck. Or he'll try to get me unawares. Except for the fact that its as obvious what he's about to do, as any straight man. I don't get it. He's supposed to like penis, not boobies.
*******
I'm going to a dinner dance on Saturday night. I'm so excited, and a bit nervous. I'm not going to know anybody there, except the guy who invited me.
*******
I'm catching up on my blogging. I want to masty, but I'm not going to until I get my blogging done, and finish taking up the hems of my jeans.
******
I have a new scent. L by Gwen Sefani. I love it to bits. If you're walking past a perfume store, go in and have a smell. Thats me.
******
I bought Transformers on DVD yesterday, for less than $20. Its a new release. Kudos to me. And I have season three of Greys too.
******
How cheap are pizzas? Seriously. You can buy a pizza for $5.95 if you've got a voucher. You can't even make them for that price. I bought a pizza base tonight. $4.10. And thats just for the base!
******
And I'm playing fetch with the cat.
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