No Bounds

My retardedness knows no bounds. At the most inopportune times, it will rear its highly amusing head, and leave me lying on the ground.

1) Tip for the ladies out there... When you're wearing mascara, DO NOT RUB YOUR EYES no matter how itchy they are. Observe. This one didn't happen in front of anyone.


2) I did a high ropes course last weekend. But in the Aussie bush. Heaps of fun. But I was a sore mofo the next day.

3) I just won 2 gift cards for a photography session. Yay me!!!

4) How cute are these 2?


5) I fell over again today. In front of a car. Its ok, apart from a bruised ego I sustained no injuries. Are you guys getting sick of hearing the falling over stories, or do you still find them amusing?

6) I have New Penis...

Bits and pieces

I saw He's Just Not That Into You last night. It was quite a good movie, with one moment in particular where I laughed so hard I stopped breathing.

But at the same time its a bit of a mind fuck. The movie is based on a book that the premise is - when a guy wants you, there will be no question about it. He'll want you. You are not the exception, you are the rule. But the movie is all about the exceptions. I dunno. I walked out of it going 'great movie. Boys are STOOPID!'.

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Exhibit A: As we walked out of the cinema, we were behind this:


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Popeye would be a great name for a penis. Think about it for half a second. Not only is he small, one eyed and ugly as fuck, but he's always willing to aid a screaming woman.

Aussie Pride

I am so proud to be an Aussie right now. With the disaster in Victoria, a country in recession manges to find personal donation of $77 million dollars. The Aussie Battler never does it alone.

And that Koala? Jeez, we've all seen the video, but it still moves me to tears. And I don't even like koalas.




In other news - not much. Check back in a few days.

131

Is not exactly a significant number. 131 dollars. 131 meters. 131 calories.

Its not really that big a number. Until today. 131 lives lost. The devastation I cannot put into words.

I first found out that there were fatalities through a friends facebook page. She's a firefighter out near Marysville. 26 was the number then. That was awful enough. But every time I checked, that figure changed.

Another friend - my best friends brother - updated his facebook - his family live in the middle of that area. My family friends, who I loved. I contacted my bestie, but no response.

36, then 46.

He updated a few hours later to say that they were safe in Melbourne. I breathed a sigh of relief

Someone rang and told me 66, I couldn't believe that. Later that night the toll rose to 76, then a few minutes later the news read 84. I began to clean, even though it was 11.30 at night.

How could it get worse? Easily.

This morning it was 108.

My friend rang me back today. Her family is safe and well. Their property was safe. The only thing that happened to them was the loss of her sister and brother in law's business in Marysville. I'm not really surprised, the whole town was wiped out.

I began to breathe, to hope, when the number stayed steady. But it has gone up again. Now its 131.

Some of the stories I've heard in the past two days
Horse saves farmer from blaze
Teen saves family on a tractor
When Hell came to Kinglake

They expect the toll to rise above 200.

I have no words.