Miss Shroom

Google rides again

2007-01-04T20:48:00.000+11:00

Funny, I was perusing Google as you do. I typed in Miss Shroom.
Number 3 was this. Yes it is exactly what is says it is. Google has everything.

Plus it comes up with nearly every single post/comment I have ever made. That kinda makes me feel a bit exposed. I don't know why.

First day at my new job Tomorrow!

2007-01-03T22:55:00.000+11:00

Purge - read at your own discretion

2007-01-01T19:30:00.000+11:00

Well I really have nothing and everything to say, so I'll just blurt it out in a miscellaneous fashion. Please don't bother to read if you aren't up to it. It's just a purge.

Holy fuck. I have resposibility. I am in no way a child anymore. I am an adult, I have been for a while but uni lulls you into this false sense of child-like, often alcoholic abandon. I have a job contract to sign off on and an interstate move to prepare. Both are hard without my other half. Who really is my other half because I really know that now, and I am so excited to share this time with him. Even if he isn't here right this moment. Contradictory? Yes it is, but thats how I am. While it kind of seems to me that I am taking a backward step going home to Brisvegas, I know it will be different. Even if it is the same-old-same-old I am determined to change it. I don't want to be stuck in a rut. So I guess a move is good then. More contratdictions. It's really so bizzare how everything in life is flowing and things just all rush forward with a weird momentum once something has started. Ever since MrShroom mentioned the job in Brissy, everything has moved along nicely in that direction, with no specific milestones and all of a sudden we will be there in 2 weeks. I just bloody hate change. I am such a Taurean. And while I know I'll be happy when it is all said and done, the uproar in between churns my stomach. Plus I have a new job. I was at my old job for three and a half years because I hate change and didn't want to have to learn new things. It's so lame and insecure but I hate not knowing things, like when lunch is and where the toilet is and who that person is coz I've just been introduced but I have forgotten their name already. *sigh* Its all over for my current job. Today was the last day. and I'm not sad at all, relieved really. I am swearing on this blog to never ever fold a single pair of jeans again. They will all be hung in the closet or distributed nicely around my floor. Yes NY Day is a suck ass day to work, even more so as my last day there. Not even double time and a half makes up for the cranky ass bitches the frequented the shop today. New years was just another night for me, but I was glad to spend it with my very best friend. Quality time with your friends is the most important thing for me. Whether its up there or down here on in another country, I am always thinking about them, especially so on NY's.

*Sigh* What a rant. I feel better, but still churning stomach wise. But that is me and I am a walking contradiction :)

That thong, tho-thong thong thong...

2006-12-21T22:50:00.000+11:00

Yay! Good times! Ma is here and we are girlyfesting it up.

Merry Xmas everyone and I hope there is beer for you all!

Happy New Year everyone and I hope there is red undies for all!!

My half sister's friends grandmother is Spanish and apparently all the girls over there buy new red undies to wear on New Year's eve*. You can buy them whenever, but they have to be left unworn till NYE. This supposedly ensures good luck for the rest of the year. Well I did that last year, and while its taken practically the whole year for my luck, it did happen.

So go girls, seek out your red (and all red, no extra bits or lace in other colours) undies, thongs, knickers, grundies, underpants, g-strings, or panterloons and wear them on NYE. It might not happen over night but it will happen. Good pantie luck!

*Don't quote me, google didn't know anything about it either.

The Day That Was Yesterday

2006-12-20T08:40:00.000+11:00

Here's a rough out line of my day yesterday.

7am: Wake up. Shroom convinces me to sleep in a bit with him.
7:35: Wake up again.
8am: Leave for work.
9am: Start work expecting Christmas natzi's out in force, but there were none, a small positive for the start of the day.
1pm: Break, and I ate ice-cream instead of real food. Hey it's christmas.
2pm: Leave work.
3pm: Job interview, APM.
4pm: On the bus beating myself up mentally about what a twat I am because I have 4 years of uni and I'll never get a job coz I still don't know anything about psychology.
5pm: Lady from job interview rings me and offers me said job.
5:01pm: I accept
5:03 pm: I hang up and scream my head off and ring every person known to man.
6pm: I log on to email every other person I haven't rang and check my inbox. I have an email from the head of my uni department telling me I have a Distinction for my thesis
6:01pm: I scream my head off and make bestie L-Cam come over immediately. She runs, runs over (seriously)
6:04pm: I am making mango daquiris and rolling a scoob
12:15pm: Extroadinarily trashed yet satisfied with my day. YAY!

Saigon... shit; I'm still only in Saigon... Every time I think I'm gonna wake up back in the jungle.

2006-12-18T09:44:00.000+11:00

As you all know, MrShroom has made a bit of a pilgrimage to Vietnam and over the last few days I've been thinking that I'm glad he went over there by himself. See he's a bit of a war/history buff. So much so that if I'm flicking through the channels on telly (yes I proudly hold the remote) and anything that is black and white or if sounds of gunfire are heard, it must be watched. No questions asked. I think he has also read every war/history book in the local library and watched every war film ever made. The history of Vietnam has always facinated him so I'm glad that he can go and experience all of that and not have to worry about my eyes glazing over while he is doing so.

However, I do fear he'll chuck a loco Colonel Kurtz, go AWOL and set himself up as a god to a local tribe. But what worries me the most is when (if?, will I have to be his Captain Willard?) he gets home. I think it will possibly end up like Bathurst weekend when he drives like a lunatic for weeks after, sound effects and all. I think I'll have to put up with a re-enactment of the whole of Apocalyspe Now, with him playing every character, every scene, sound effects and all.

?

2006-12-15T22:13:00.000+11:00

I have some unanswered questions...answers anyone?

1. Why do women with prams (not all but most) insist on taking them on the escalators? Why intentionally put your baby and others below you at risk? Every shopping centre has a lift. Every single one.

2. Why do men (not all, but most) assume that the salesgirl will flirt with them so they can get a sale from the man?

3. Why is it that when on a bus and the driver says "Can you please move to the back of the bus" people move only to the section where the back door is and don't go any further, even when they can clearly see the other people at the front are squished like sardines?

4. Why is it that people in cars don't wait untill pedestrians are on the other side of the road before turning? It's the law and it's common courtesy not to nudge someone across with your bumper bar.

5. Why is Fed-Ex writing a tell all book about Britney, when we've seen all her bits anyway?

6. Why does quitting your job, with 3 weeks to go, instantly turn you into a bludger?

Chick-o's

2006-12-11T11:02:00.000+11:00

Well as you all know The Big Fungus is going on holidays in the next couple of days, for about 3 weeks. So whats a girl to do?

For me the only option involves cramming as much girly girlyness in a three week period so as to satisfy my needs for the next few years. This also occured about 3 and a bit years ago, when MrShroom moved to this fair city of Sydney and I spent a couple of months finishing a uni semester in Brisvegas without him. During that time I topped up my girly factor with many a chicks night out. It seems as though 3 years is a fair amount of time, without a chickfest and I fear I'm becoming blokeyer by the minute. MrShrooms boganesque beauty is rubbing off a little too much. It's lucky I didn't grow a mo for Movember!

This time I plan to refresh my inner "chick", while the cat's away with enough pampering, gossiping and shopping to kill a horse.

My bestie L-cam and I are planning a boot camp style of training- to improve the booty, plus a strict regime of beaching and babeing. Coincidentally, MrL-cam is going away for a blokes holiday for about the same time as MrShroom, conveniently leaving us girls to our own devices. Watch out boys, we'll be lookin HAWT when you get home :)

For Xmas, my mum will be sharing in the indulgences and excesses that are the festive season. Too much food, wine, and family gossip. Which is sure to be totally in our favour since there will be no others to dispute our fabulousness.

Cheers to the chicks!!

(It's amazing what google comes up with- This was under "Girls and pampering". As if waxing your bikini is pampering, google's obviously run by blokes.)

And then this- guns and pampering WTF?

2006-12-07T09:19:00.000+11:00

OMFG!

I am the happiest girl in the world!

I just bought tickets to my favourite band and I'm going with my two besties for a Filty/Gorgeous night out!

*Sigh*

Now I just have to wait until February.

So what am I going to WEAR?

Memories

2006-12-05T14:08:00.000+11:00

Isn't it funny when you are cleaning out your old crap, you find some gems of your past and you end up spending more time looking through old photos, or note books, or you find old clothing favourites (like KR recently blogged about).

I have had a bit of a day like that.
After finishing that thing- that dreaded "T" word, I've decided to have a bit of a sort through of my crap. (Its ok MrShroom, I've confined it only to my room- The house isn't trashed).

I did come across this special moment in a note book of mine that I thought would share with you. "Roberto Sport" my bestest buddy and I hatched this Evil Plan one night after way too many glasses of cab sav and joints. I think I had been living out of home only a few months, was living in a share house and my precious lava lamp had been broken. Which is funny, as MrShroom asked me about the lamp only the other night. I just love coincidences.

It was bloody hilarious at the time, I guess you had to be there and see us cacking ourselves about who had done it (We mostly suspected Tara the super-bitch flatmate) and what witnesses to interview (I have no idea who the Nathan is that we wrote there, I just can't remember).

I guess this is a bit of a personal post, but the moral is that I'm so glad I have kept some of my old stuff, journals, photos etc. because they remind us about good and bad times. About lost friends, regrets and happiness. I never want to forget any of it. Especially laughing so hard you cry, and choke and fall off the bed, still giggling.

Vicariously Single

2006-12-03T18:22:00.000+11:00

I have a gorgeous friend (who may or may not be Russian) who shall forever be known as "Sexually Attractive Gay Man I Wish Was Straight" or SAGMIWWS for short.

Now SAGMIWWS has recently become estranged from his husband and as a result is showing a return to the Slutty SAGMIWWS of his heyday. A transcript of the evidence for the return of the Slutty SAGMIWWS is set out below:

SAGMIWWS:
Guess what?

Me:
Twat?

SAGMIWWS:
I think I totally scream single now cause in the last few days i've gotten like six phone numbers
....and i had company last night

Me:
The return of Slutty SAGMIWWS !!!

SAGMIWWS:
I don't know if I'll be totally slutty... probably though
but i've now had my post break up drunkenness and my post break up fuck which was mindblowing by the way, he spoke like no english and was here for hours

Me:
Slutty SAGMIWWS!!

SAGMIWWS:
But i had to have the post break up fuck
It's like the done thing

Me:
What ... Shenanigans with six boys?

SAGMIWWS:
Pffft I'll be bringing home no more than three at a time
and i won't be bringing any here, cause this was mine and (ex's) place...excluding last night
It would just be disrespectful.

Its Beer o'Clock!!

2006-12-01T13:15:00.000+11:00

Well yeah people the bloody thing is handed in! I actually am almost overwhelmed with the things I can now do, instead of typing from 7am to 10pm every single day!
My top 'to do' list includes the wonders that are:

Drinking beer

Actually see my friends in the flesh
Going to the beach
Cleaning my skanky bathroom
Drinking beer
Going to the movies
Having clean clothes
Choosing clothes from my cupboard, not from my floor
Drinking beer
Going to the zoo
Getting rid of every single peice of paper that mentioned anything to do with my thesis!
Drinking beer
Reading books, fiction ones at that
Smoking a joint

Drinking beer, Beer, BEER!!!!

and last but not least, I have plans for my computer... muwahh ha hahaaaa!

R.I.P Blog. I have a thesis to write. sigh

2006-08-25T09:41:00.000+10:00

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

My first boyfriend had He-Man undies

2006-08-16T17:07:00.000+10:00

"I am Adam. Prince of Eternia and keeper of the secrets of Castle Greyskull. Fabulous secret powers were revealed to me the day I held aloft my magic sword and said... By the power of Greyskull! "

"I am Adora. He-Man's twin sister and defender of the Crystal Castle. This is Spirit my beloved steed. Fabulous secrets were revealed to me the day I held aloft my sword and said "For the honor of Greyskull! I am She-Ra"

"A female He-Man? This is the worst day of my life!

Horror Scopes*

2006-08-11T19:55:00.000+10:00

ARIES You tend to be headstrong and deliberate in your actions. Basically you don't give a fuck about anyone. Most people hate you but you couldn't care less. You're the type of person who would masturbate at a wedding

TAURUS Warm and caring are your most endearing characteristics. You get on well with most people because you're bisexual. You hardly ever wear underwear and you constantly smell.

GEMINI Your star sign denotes an air of duality in your character. Simply, you're a neurotic schizophrenic. A real fucking weirdo, the type of person who'd kill them self to win a bet.

CANCER You have a businesslike attitude to life and a knack for making money. You're an unscrupulous bastard who would sell relative's limbs to buy a mobile phone. You are likely to be murdered.

LEO The adventurous type, always looking for thrills and willing to try anything. In other words, stupid. You have the IQ of a garden snail and will never amount to anything. Most Leos are living on the welfare.

VIRGO You like the good things in life and you know how to enjoy them. But you're prone to bullshitting and you're a cheap bastard. Virgo men are usually queers and the majority of Virgo women are whores.

LIBRA You are the forgiving type and you don't bear grudges. This makes you an asshole. For your entire life people will make a complete prick out of you. Nobody will go to your funeral.

SCORPIO You are sharp, a quick thinker and good at puzzles. However these are your only good traits. You screw small animals and love picking your nose. You should become a stunt performer with no helmet.

SAGITTARIUS You are the romantic mushy type, soft-hearted and a lover of the arts. You are likely to import Dutch pornography and sex toys. Men even willing to rent Sleepless In Seattle to increase your odds for a romp in the sack.

CAPRICORN You are deep and personal in your thoughts, the quiet type. A mean self-centered cunt and a closet homosexual. Your best friend is probably an altar boy.

AQUARIUS You are the academic type and will probably end up working in the legal system. This means you are an absolute pervert, at the least a transvestite. Your ideal sexual partner is a Labrador puppy wearing fishnet tights.

PISCES You are the eternal optimist, seeing the best of any situation. You have no grasp of reality and live in a dream world. Most people consider you to be the greatest living moron. You will continually fail. You're a prick.

*totally ripped from another site. But I thought they were great. Can you guess what starsign I am ?

Fecking Eedjit

2006-08-10T22:04:00.000+10:00

Well as you can fecking see my fecking blog is now excruciatingly fecking pink. I fecking wiped the fecking HTML on my other fecking one and spent fecking 2 hours trying to fecking fix it. I then thought feck it I'll fecking start again from fecking scratch. Some how in the fecking scheme of things after randomly fecking choosing the fecked up pink, I found all of my previous posts miraculously displayed on the fecking pink. Then I fecking couldn't find my flickr bar and finally fecking replaced it after another hour. I then fecked around with the HTML so it was more fecking personal. Now I feel if I feck around with it anymore I'll feck it up again. So I'm a fecking eedjit and am fecking sick and tired of this fecking republishing so I am fecking leaving it fecking pink. Any fecking problems with the fecking pink anyone?????

I don't know where you pixies came from, but I like your pixie drink

2006-08-10T18:46:00.000+10:00

You Are Barney

You could have been an intellectual leader...

Instead, your whole life is an homage to beer

You will be remembered for: your beautiful singing voice and your burps

Your life philosophy: "There's nothing like beer to give you that inflated sense of self-esteem."

The Simpsons Personality Test

Rant of the week...

2006-08-09T10:15:00.000+10:00

What the hell is with people who buy Levis?

They are the most abrupt, anal retentive, arrogant, and downright rude people I have ever seen. Yes they are fantastic jeans and yes they are the original jeans. Yes I do work casually for a competitor. And yes it is my job to sell the jeans that I stock in my store. I understand that people often are looking for a particular thing that I may not sell, wallets, coats, dress pants, or Levis.

However, if some one enters my store and approaches me with a
"I'm looking for a coat do you stock them?"
I say,
"Unfortunantly I don't have long coats but I do have these jackets" and show the product.
99% of the time the person will say something like
"No, I wanted something a bit longer but thank you for showing me"

With a Levis buyer 99% of the time its this
"DOYOUHAVELEVIS?"
I don't even need to say a word most of the time, from the look of no that must be on my face they turn and storm out.
Or sometimes I can get the "No, unfortunantly I don't, however I have the same fits for half the price" out and I cop
"Nup not good enough", or "Thats not what I asked" ( Even though I did answer the question) or my inspiration for this rant - "Nup, Your jeans are shithouse"
How do you know if you have only worn one straight leg acid wash style since the 80's??? Wankers!!!

Ahhh, if only people were as stuck on world peace as Levis people are on their jeans.

N.E.R.D

2006-08-03T16:58:00.000+10:00

Now I'm certainly not one for having a booty shaken in my face at 9 am on the weekends, as most R&B videoclips are these days. However, it does lead me to todays topic of conversation.

Nerds. Pharrell Williams the absolute god is in N.E.R.D whose video's often have much booty on show.

I on the otherhand, don't have much booty to show, but I am a nerd. I'm not ashamed, I just got accepted into honours for my coursework masters degree. Yay me! I'm a nerd. And I'm proud of it, and proud of my suitably nerdy Nana Mouskouri glasses (as they were called today).

My Sydney favourites so far...

2006-07-28T15:12:00.000+10:00

Firstly sorry for the delay in between blogs, I have been rejoycing in the fact that I no longer had to sit at this computer for 16- 18 hours a day. I love uni holidays!! But I will be returning to uni in a week or so and thought I do some preperation. Namely sitting still for longer than 2 seconds :)

Now that I have lived in Sydney for a while I'm starting to get the gist of this incredible, crazy and amazing city. I've found a few favourites of my own and others people have introduced me too.

Here they are in no particular order...

*Noodle halls in china town- mmm sizzling dishes with Tsing Tao, the ultimate hangover cure.

*Broadway Betty, my fave vintage store with intriguing window displays that I swear change daily

*Basking in the afternoon sun in summer with a bottle of champagne at the Opera House bar ( You really know you live in Sydney then)

*Thai pothong @ Newtown, always sit near the entree chefs prepping the meals- so facinating and the staff are gorgeous

*Gelbison @ Leichhardt, fantastic every time and highly accommodating- even when you have 10 drunken galoots rock up on a busy friday night wanting food.

*The bay run in the inner west and the dog park there- Even if you do look like a dog pervert when you go walking with out a pooch.

*Krispy Kreme. yeah i know its the secret vice of every one in this city.

*The bridge climb, definantly should be done by every one, highly exhilerating and not as strenuous as you may think.

*The cocktails, knowlegeable staff and fantastic decore @ Blue in Woolloomooloo

*Melana the hairdresser in Stanmore- ridiculously expensive but worth it for the pampering and the best haircut ever.

*$5 meals at the Landsdowne, wash it down with cheap beer and you can't even taste the food poisioning, but necessary for those on a uni budget.

*Toby's Estate coffee, wakes you up from the dead.

*and my all time favourite- Bread Story so delicious, so tasty, so cheap, so addicitve!

But most of all it is sharing these experiences with the friends i have made- Love you guys ! Check out their gorgeous faces over there on the Flicker bar----->

However, I do want more favourites- Any one have a secret that they wish to share with me?? Do tell!

Holiday!

2006-06-30T22:56:00.000+10:00

Ahh the joys of a holiday... You end up sad to have it over so quickly, so I want to recreate a bit of it over a couple of blogs, just to keep it alive as I have no idea when the next one will come round.

It all starts in Brisvegas for MrShrooms birthday, ahh the joys of trashy nights and even trashier early mornings. What a top night - hats off to Sympho for the musical accompaniments to the beer swilling ( and a happy birthday to him too).

(Just as an aside- What has happened to the valley?? - inappropriate summer clothing everywhere, no entry to clubs, standing up in clubs, fighting for a beer in clubs, no cabs outside of clubs unless you wave cash and show leg... I thought I was in Sydney!)

However, the exception was certainly the RSL where the party was held. It was very accomodating - rarely can you approach the bar, order a beer, pull out a hand full of change (not equalling the cost of said beer), and have the bartender say 'oh that'll do, thanks mate'). The equally laid back interior decorating can be seen above. Unfortunantly no Nanna's serving us the beer this year, just a sweet guy that kept asking which of the male guests he could root. I pointed out a selection (You know who you are.)

Dear NewSouthWelshers...

2006-06-15T11:17:00.000+10:00

I'd just like to apologize on behalf of the Queensland State of Origin team for giving you such a boring match last night. As one NewSouthWelshwoman mentions "As a sporting match I found it so dull I fell asleep halfway through the second half. It was all 'blah blah ... queensland score ... blah blah ... queensland score ... blah blah ...' Zzzzzzzzz"

It is interesting however, that for such a blokey sport there are so many suss pictures and associated commentary...

"He's got a handle on Hodges"

Ahh the joys of footy...

Busted

2006-06-07T18:27:00.000+10:00

Shrooms was in his house today and I walked in on him...He was totally busted with hand cream and tissues...Naughty Shrooms.

At least he had the decency to look embarrassed.

A Drag Queens Rights

2006-06-07T09:28:00.001+10:00

Male student in dress denied entrance to prom
Associated Press May. 24, 2006 12:48 PM

GARY, Ind. - A male student who has worn women's clothes to school all year was turned away from his high school prom because he was wearing a dress. Kevin Logan, 18, went to the West Side High School prom on Friday in a slinky fuchsia gown and heels. He believes officials discriminated against him by not allowing him inside."I have no formal pictures, no memories, nothing. You only have one prom," he said. Logan, who is gay, received an $85 refund for his prom ticket Tuesday but was not satisfied. He said he is considering filing a complaint with the Indiana Civil Liberties Union.

Sylvester Rowan, assistant to Gary Schools Superintendent Mary Steele, said school policy bans males from wearing dresses. Excluding Logan from prom was based on "the dress code, not the student's homosexuality. That's his personal preference. "Tyrone Hanley, the youth program coordinator for the Gender Public Advocacy Coalition in Washington, D.C., said he often sees cases like this and called it gender-based discrimination.

"Prohibiting really short skirts for everyone is a fair dress code; prohibiting them for males is not," he said.

Short skirts for no one! - except males??.

The REAL Smurfs..

2006-06-03T10:16:00.000+10:00

We now return to The Smurfs.

You have a good time last night?

Smurftacular.

I saw you leave with Smurfette.

As soon as we got out of the bar, she started smurfing me.

Shut the smurf up!

Yeah!

Right in the smurfin' parking lot?

Smurf yeah!

That is freakin' smurf.

You smurf it.

That is freakin' smurf.

Yeah.

CrankyCat

2006-06-02T15:38:00.000+10:00

I thought Shrooms would be excited to have his picture displayed for all to see on the web. Unfortunantly though, he was less than impressed as you can see. I suppose it's coz in the photo he's not even out of bed yet. Nobody wants a photo taken of them first thing in the morning after a rough night out on the catnip.

Sorry Shrooms.

Stuff on My Cat

2006-06-02T11:32:00.000+10:00

www.stuffonmycat.com

The horror, the horror

2006-06-01T17:36:00.000+10:00

Don't you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice?

Now I could never say the I'm a movie buff, but I love a horror movie. My favourite horror movie pal has moved to WoopWoop and now I'm afraid to go alone. For some reason, all of my other friends find tales of horror projected on to the big screen a turn off. (I personally find tacky tales of romance a turnoff- Especically anything involving Julia Roberts eghh) MrShroom just hates going with me because I latch on to him in terror. Thats all part of it though, grabbing your bestie and screaming from the back row 'Don't go up there you silly bitch!!'. Following on from that is trying to scare the shit out of your friend during the movie and all the way home. I love it.

I mostly love the old school movies, The Shining, From Dusk till Dawn, Army of Darkness, The Blob, Day of the Triffids, Carrie, Silence of the Lambs etc.. God the list is huge. I do have a small collection of horror DVD's- Which for some reason I always find at servo's for like $9.99. Texas Chain Saw Massacre, A Clockwork Orange, Poltergeist etc.

But quite a few of my favourites are recent releases Saw & Saw 2 and The Ring & The Ring 2 ( and especially the original Ringu's). However, I do find it frustrating that lately they are mostly focusing on remakes all the time - like the release of The Omen in a few days. I still want to see it, but it's no fun if you know whats going to happen...

REDRUM REDRUM

State of Origin

2006-05-26T13:25:00.000+10:00

'fridge-and-a-freezer' & 'breaith-is-nasty'

Surprisingly today I have some time to waffle and have chosen the unlikely topic of footy.

As a birthday present I recieved a ticket to the State of Origin game last Wednesday. My dad was so proud!

I haven't been to the footy since I went to a random game when I was 15 (and I was with my mum, and we heckled Fatty Vaughtin-So funny).

However, I was surprised as the two chicks I went with were fanatics (Cowboys and Raiders respectivley-and both were from NSW. I honestly think the girl guy ratio there was at least 40:60. Have I been missing out all these years?? When did so many chicks start going to the footy? and why aren't there hot men in tank tops and mini shorts and boots prancing around for us girls to watch (Oh thats right.. they are the players)

Last year footy entered my life more regularly, however I'll be honest it was perhaps due to the fact the suburb I live in has the team that won the premiership (Go Tigers). However, on Wednesday night I found a whole different side of things- Being a loser.

Yes. I'm from QLD. Sitting surrounded by literally 70, 000 Blues supporters, I really should have sat quietly. But no of course I'm waving flags and wearing my maroon scarf and screaming my head off... Ive never copped so much shit in one go ever. At the match it started just as I got out of the train and didn't stop. From all sides. Consequently by the end of a vodka fueled game ("how to sneak a bottle of vodka into a footy match" post coming soon) there was an incident that very nearly became a chick biff.

Blondie behind me alternated between telling me to f!#$ing sit down and patting me on the shoulder to comisserate my losses. Talk about chucking a narnie - she copped it back...OHHHH I barely had the selfcontol to walk away... I totally understand the power of the biff at the footy now- What an insight.. Ive officially turned into a footy yob.

Sleep Deprivation

2006-05-18T15:51:00.000+10:00

What's the best way to pull an all nighter... still be productive and write a technical yet coherent assignment??

NOdoze?

Copious amounts of coffee?

Energy drinks?

Strategies?

Going to sleep and waking up at 5 am?

Any one??

2006-05-08T14:35:00.000+10:00

i told my friend about this blogging phenomenon...she said 'that sounds like a big time waster' i said 'yes, yes it is'.

its funny how many, many things can be done when more important things, like overdue essays, need to be completed.

ahh procrastination...

2006-04-20T12:39:00.000+10:00