hello woundedkitedotcom, i apologise for the neglect over the last few weeks. i haven't really felt like saying much. there's been work, and christmas and that's about it. work is better than the last time i mentioned it. christmas was pretty lacklustre.
not last week but the week before a few of us nerds got together to have a drink and celebrate the life of mr richard marsland. it ended up being a really good night. lots of beer, lots of laughs, and at least two renditions of the venga bus. those get this fans are good people. i heard that the melbourne event was very sombre, but even when we tried to be, we just couldn't. and i think that's a good thing.
yesterday i put the address of this blog back on my facebook account. mainly so people have a way of catching up with what i'm doing whilst overseas, in lieu of those annoying fucking emails people send that are one quarter "ZOMG SIGHTSEEING " and three quarters in jokes with people you've never even heard of. i promise that woundedkite.com will stay in joke free!
however, the sharing of the blog address is already starting to make me a bit nervous. not that i'm overly emo, or that i admit to pining over boys that i shouldn't or anything like that. but i don't know. i've had things i've put on the interwebs used against me in the past, and i don't want it to happen again. however i think i am going to give the address to my mum, so yeah, not too much juicy goss from no on in. not that i don't tell my mumskis practically everything anyway. i have a hard time keeping my mouth shut.
i have a busy january planned. starting with purple sneakers on nye with erin. i'm trying to fit as much in as possible in january before i leave. speaking of, i'm trying to find a HEAPS RAD venue in the city for my going away party, so if you have any suggestions let a sista know.
last thing, as you may have seen below, i got my hair cut super, super short. i just held a rule up to it at the front and it's 7cm long. hell yeah. it's also bright red. i'm still getting used to it.
Tuesday, 30 December 2008
Monday, 29 December 2008
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
all i want for christmas
is a beautiful new notebook.
i'm obsessed with finding the perfect notebook for my needs. i don't want to use a diary next year, just a notebook to write down all my lists and the current song lyric i'm obsessing with and etc. i have google calendar for the rest. i'm in love with this one from kikki k, but even for a stationary addict like myself, $40 is a bit too expensive for a note book. however it is leather, and refillable. so maybe. maybe.
in theory i would be happy with a filofax style something. but all i want is a couple of pages with a calendar, the address book part, and then the rest filled with notebook pages. can i just buy the binder and the specific inside bits that i want? or is it all or nothing?
i'm obsessed with finding the perfect notebook for my needs. i don't want to use a diary next year, just a notebook to write down all my lists and the current song lyric i'm obsessing with and etc. i have google calendar for the rest. i'm in love with this one from kikki k, but even for a stationary addict like myself, $40 is a bit too expensive for a note book. however it is leather, and refillable. so maybe. maybe.
in theory i would be happy with a filofax style something. but all i want is a couple of pages with a calendar, the address book part, and then the rest filled with notebook pages. can i just buy the binder and the specific inside bits that i want? or is it all or nothing?
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Sunday, 14 December 2008
in the next i hired a car and drove away
this week has been really hard. first work, which has been a fucking mess. we moved to a new office, and all the programs that we need to function don't work. everyone is going mental. i'm just riding the wave. doing what i have to do and telling myself that it's now less that two months before i'm leaving.
but it's about to get a whole lot more hectic because my boss is about to go on holidays for six weeks. which means that i'm in charge. but at the moment i feel like i get no respect, and that i'm always out of the loop. but in a week they expect me to be running the show. luckily it should be fairly quiet over christmas. but still my grandboss will also be out of the country and our operations guy's wife is just about to have a baby so i'll pretty much have no support the whole time. it's going to be A DISASTER.
and then, around this time last week i found out that richard marsland had died. erin and i had spent the day at homebake. it was hot as fuck, but otherwise a good day. we got drunk early, had an afternoon nap under the trees, then chilled out and watched you am i and the crowdies. i got home a bit after midnight and the news that shanksy had killed himself was the first thing i saw when i turned on my ibook.
oh richard why did you have to go? you were so great. so humble and understated. because of you pavement finally got a mention on a commercial radio station in australia. and it's hard because you talked about your family a lot and your mum was on the show and i feel so bad for them. i'd never even met you and i'm devastated so i can't even begin to imagine what they're going through.
tomorrow we're going christmas shopping. i have three cousins that are still young enough for us to buy presents for. hopefully we'll get that out of the way quickly so we can concentrate on the real reason for our visit to the biggest shopping centre in sydney, PRESENTS FOR MELANIE. i want at least a new watch and a backpack, but hopefully as well a new pair of walking sneakers. yes i just said walking sneakers, i think i just aged 30 years.
our christmas party was last night. it was average. my boss insisted on taking a million photos and i looked like an absolute whale in every one and that put me in a bad mood. plus we had to walk from work up near chifley square down to king street wharf in the rain and typhoon strength wind and my hair got all ruined and my feet already hurt. we went to cargo bar afterwards and that's sooooooooooooo not my scene. the music was too loud, there were girls getting kicked out for railing coke in the toilets and the guys were all popped collars and hair gel. i ended up walking back up to market street with no shoes on and getting my mum to pick me up.
today we spent all day doing stuff for granny. she has cellulitis and is all wah wah i can't walk. you have to come over and cook all my meals and clean my house. but she refuses to go to a nursing home. and then when my mum said that she needed a day off to catch up on her sleep, nan went out all day. so obviously that not being able to walk thing was really keeping her down.
anyway, enough emo. here's some nada surf:
[youtube=http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=nYdyAhKWLaQ]
but it's about to get a whole lot more hectic because my boss is about to go on holidays for six weeks. which means that i'm in charge. but at the moment i feel like i get no respect, and that i'm always out of the loop. but in a week they expect me to be running the show. luckily it should be fairly quiet over christmas. but still my grandboss will also be out of the country and our operations guy's wife is just about to have a baby so i'll pretty much have no support the whole time. it's going to be A DISASTER.
and then, around this time last week i found out that richard marsland had died. erin and i had spent the day at homebake. it was hot as fuck, but otherwise a good day. we got drunk early, had an afternoon nap under the trees, then chilled out and watched you am i and the crowdies. i got home a bit after midnight and the news that shanksy had killed himself was the first thing i saw when i turned on my ibook.
oh richard why did you have to go? you were so great. so humble and understated. because of you pavement finally got a mention on a commercial radio station in australia. and it's hard because you talked about your family a lot and your mum was on the show and i feel so bad for them. i'd never even met you and i'm devastated so i can't even begin to imagine what they're going through.
tomorrow we're going christmas shopping. i have three cousins that are still young enough for us to buy presents for. hopefully we'll get that out of the way quickly so we can concentrate on the real reason for our visit to the biggest shopping centre in sydney, PRESENTS FOR MELANIE. i want at least a new watch and a backpack, but hopefully as well a new pair of walking sneakers. yes i just said walking sneakers, i think i just aged 30 years.
our christmas party was last night. it was average. my boss insisted on taking a million photos and i looked like an absolute whale in every one and that put me in a bad mood. plus we had to walk from work up near chifley square down to king street wharf in the rain and typhoon strength wind and my hair got all ruined and my feet already hurt. we went to cargo bar afterwards and that's sooooooooooooo not my scene. the music was too loud, there were girls getting kicked out for railing coke in the toilets and the guys were all popped collars and hair gel. i ended up walking back up to market street with no shoes on and getting my mum to pick me up.
today we spent all day doing stuff for granny. she has cellulitis and is all wah wah i can't walk. you have to come over and cook all my meals and clean my house. but she refuses to go to a nursing home. and then when my mum said that she needed a day off to catch up on her sleep, nan went out all day. so obviously that not being able to walk thing was really keeping her down.
anyway, enough emo. here's some nada surf:
[youtube=http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=nYdyAhKWLaQ]
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Monday, 8 December 2008
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
uh oh death adder
this is my favourite story of the year. it has everything. road rage, racism, threatening people with snakes.
the best part though is definitely the fact that the snake just likes to go for a drive. i wonder if the snake is like my dog sooky and is able to sense when we're getting ready to go somewhere that means she'll get a ride in the car. and then the snake gets all excited and starts jumping up and down and turning around in circles until it's time to leave the house.
the best part though is definitely the fact that the snake just likes to go for a drive. i wonder if the snake is like my dog sooky and is able to sense when we're getting ready to go somewhere that means she'll get a ride in the car. and then the snake gets all excited and starts jumping up and down and turning around in circles until it's time to leave the house.
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Monday, 1 December 2008
what's on for this week
-visa application/booking biometric testing
-crowded house thursday night
-homebake saturday
-fire warden training for the new building - thursday morning
-buying kris kringle present
-decide on back pack
-crowded house thursday night
-homebake saturday
-fire warden training for the new building - thursday morning
-buying kris kringle present
-decide on back pack
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