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First of all if you haven’t watched this yet.  Do it.  I was so excited I cried a little. 


I only read two books in June.  I don’t know about you but this literally devastates me.  Although this despicable effort does have a great reason behind it,  I banned myself from any leisurely reading until all my final essays and assignments had been written and handed in.  I did cut it quite close, my final essay was finished around lunch time on the first marking day and luckily my teacher let me email it to her.  That could have been a disaster.  I did get reasonably good marks for it too, so I can’t complain there.

Admin at the campus said all of our results would be mailed to us during student vacation.  It is now week two and I have not received anything yet… I am waiting very patiently.  Maybe I should check online…

Ok I did.  Results aren’t bad either.  Even the subjects that I didn’t really apply myself are reasonably scored, both are over 70% so that my dear = CREDIT!.  I am really impressed with my statistics score – 93%, people.  That is pretty darn schweet considering I practically failed maths in high-school.  90% in literature (I promise I will pick up my game next semester, field of choice) and I am a smidge disappointed in my LALS score, as I really worked my butt off – 87% so I’m really going to have to impress that teacher next term.  But I suppose 87% is a good mark because she marks REALLY REALLY HARD! I need other peoples scores to compare myself.  I need a RANK!

My Eclipse Review

So one of my first things to do these holidays was to see Eclipse.  Don’t you dare judge me.  It was reasonable except for every scene being an EXTREME CLOSE UP!!  It almost made me puke.  Oh and the corny factor, cliché to the MAX! While watching, it brought up those intense feelings of wanting to smack down with Stephenie Meyer.  Ok so it’s a well known fact that the Twilight Saga is horrendous literature, poorly written and so on and so forth, right? Yes. Then later on while watching this… picture below (don’t judge me here either) 

Anyway I give 15 points to Taylor Lautner for stating the obvious ‘I’m hotter than you’ HA F*@#ing HA.  Other than that it was as cheesy and terrible as you’d expect, there were some fun action scenes, nothing amazing.  The wolves were hot, Emmet was hot and Edward was moody not worth drooling over.

It occurred to me, the literary injustice of it all.  Stephenie Meyer, instead of going down the path to greatness she stumbled on the sugar-coated, gooey caramel stuff, where everyone lives happily ever after.  As it is so wonderfully pointed out in Dawson’s Creek, the purpose of a love triangle is, that for every amount of happiness there are equal amounts of pain.  In my opinion Twilight could have been more ‘epic’ had she not taken the weak road. 
Instead of inventing some bogus character for Jacob to imprint on, she should have killed him or left him wallowing for all eternity or something remotely interesting . 

Good stories don’t have happily pukefest ever afters (except Harry Potter, but there was lots of pain and death so it deserved a light at the end of the tunnel) Scarlett does not live happily ever after with Rhett = great fiction, Heathcliff doesn’t really get Cathy = great fiction, Romeo and Juliet do not live happily ever after, Jack and Rose do not survive Titanic together, Gilbert Grapes mum dies! Dumbledore dies!, Dawson and Joey do not end up together (thank god).  You get the point right?  Jacob is the pain – he shouldn’t get such a cop out weakly written crap ending.  Did she run out of ideas or something?  Garrrrrr, I cannot keep going, I will get punchy!

Anyway so I’ve been working on my top secret crochet project which is a present for a baby that isn’t born (jess if you read this DON’T TELL ANYONE!!)
For people interested in crocheting the colours I’ve chosen (pictured below) are Panda Magnum Soft 8 Ply (they feel luscious to touch), colour numbers are blue-4603, green–1385, red–9275, orange-4422 and white-4600.

So far I’ve only completed two sets of squares and have started the third.  See.

If you want to make a blankie of your own Pip from Meet Me At Mikes has some pretty good tutorials.

Or you could check out these super colourful ones from Lucy at Attic24

I love these ladies.



Last night I picked this back up. 

I don’t really know if I like it, but it’s quite interesting.  Good arguments too.  Tell you when I’m finished. 


Pieces of today…

Gnarly Clouds of Doom!

Poisonous Delights

Charlie McDonnell has a new song about Monkeys

Finn wanted to be included, whilst I was outside taking pictures.  Yay, heart him everyone.  We love him.  Well I do.


June Book Wrap Up (late much and pathetic)

Radiant ShadowsDead in the Family

Books Read in June: 2
Authors Read in May: 2
Radiant Shadows – Melissa Marr
Dead In The Family – Charlaine Harris
Total Number of Pages in May: 651

Now I am going to go do stuff. 


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I’ve been going to post all week and haven’t.  Finally I am , simply because my teacher unlike myself couldn’t be bothered coming today.  Lucky I was on time today.  Lucky I got here at 9am for my first class, which was as usual a total waste of time.

Thursday and Friday mornings consist of A subject called Contemporary Australian Society.  A subject that very much wastes a lot of my valuable time.  For this subject we sit in the library and work on our assignments.  I don’t know about you, but I can not work seriously when there are a thousand people traipsing around in front of me.  It is very distracting.

So after C.A.S ended my next scheduled class Human Rights which is supposed to start at 11am and finish at 1pm – has no teacher.  So another two hours wasted by waiting around.

When it reaches 1pm – I’m supposed to have lunch for half an hour.  Then from 1.30pm-3.30pm I sit around and wait until 3.30pm for my computing class to start.

Today is a waste of time.  Friday I hate you.

I especially hate you when I worked hard on an essay for Human Rights today, only to find the teacher not here.

I hate you when I can only use the TAFE computers and every single web page of interest is BLOCKED.  I can not access anything.

Home and Finn-Cat makes me happy.  Also helps that I got noodle box for dinner.

Ok, so now that I am home and over my hate filled day.  I have just realised today is the last day of April.  I’m going to do a little wrap up every month I’ve the books I’ve read from now on.  This month was not very good for reading, mainly because of the hospital thing and the being epically lazy thing.

Books read in April : 3
Authors Read : 3
The Time Travellers Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
Paper Towns – John Green
The Guernsey Literary Potato Peel Society – Mary Ann Shaffer
Number of Pages : 1166
Tears : Quite a few, definitely more than 9

Now for some Connections. (What a Pun!)

I am a little bit addicted right now to Dailybooth, you can follow me there if you like @RadioDarkness.  You might as well stalk me on Twitter if your that keen, which I doubt anyone is.  Here is a link anyway @RadioDarkness

Seven Awesome Things About This Week (excluding today)

1. I finished reading The Time Traveller’s Wife and I cried.

2. I then decided to watch the movie, I loathed Eric Bana’s accent in the beginning.  Then I forgot about it.  Then I cried again.

3. I did my Human Rights speech, it wasn’t amazing.  But at least I don’t have to do it again.

4. My friend from work had her baby.  Her and her fiancé named their little girl Maisie.

5. My new green cardigan.

6. Next week the new Sookie Stackhouse book ‘Death in The Family’ will be released.  It’s getting closer and closer until Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green arrives.  Yay, excitement for reading!

7. I got  a purple Hole Punch.  It is freakin’ awesome!

Well this doesn’t seem to be going anywhere else right now.

I’ll leave it here, and get back to it another day.

DFTBA peoples!

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I have been a busy little rabbit this month.  In between assignments for TAFE and going to work, I have managed to squeeze in a smidgen of woolly goodness.

I have been fantasising deeply about one day having a little online Made It store or a little Etsy store of my very own – to sell scarves and other bits of woolly goodness. 

So I have been knitting away making these fabulous looking scarves, hoping to create a stockpile for selling.  Problem is, I fall in love with the awesome colours and the feel of them and want to keep them for my selfish little self.

Maybe I will have to make two of each of the ones I have particular crushes on.  For example the one located in the fourth picture down on the left hand side of the mosaic.  It is totally fabulous – I want to get married in a blizzard wearing it that is how much I love it.

I’ve also been learning some new granny squares from this fabulous book.

Seven Awesome Things – This Week

1. I didn’t have to to my speech on a contemporary Australian Human Rights issue this week.  However, I have to go first on Tuesday.  I am completely unprepared.

2. I think yesterdays blog post was pretty awesome.  I also created a forum at Nerdfighters to see what other people had to say about it.  Thank you Frankie for the awesome questions.

3. I made the most delicious roast chicken on Wednesday night.  The recipe can be found in Jamie Oliver’s cook book – The Ministry of Food.  While it was cooking the house smelled amazingly edible.

4. I watched one of my all time favourite movies – Dirty Dancing.  I completely  and thoroughly enjoyed myself.

5. My cat Finn and I took a lovely nap on the couch together after working our little butts off doing the laundry and weeding the garden.

6. I’m still reading The Time Traveller’s Wife (slowly, because I’ve got to squeeze study and homework in somewhere), I think I am a little bit in love with Henry.

7. I got a package in the mail from my awesome friend.  It has Star Wars Pez.  I promptly wrote her a reply on cute stationery and skipped like a doofus to the post box and sent it on it’s happy little way.  Mail is fun.  More fun than e-mails.

TTFN – (Ta Ta For Now)

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I only have 2 more presents to acquire.  They should be easy…  NOT!

I AM PRETTY FREAKING EXCITED.  Christmas is only 6 sleeps away.  I don’t even know why I’m so excited.  I’m 23.  Santa does not come to me, there are no surprises.  I don’t even have kids to play surprises with.

I have a ‘god’child, am I supposed to get it a present?  I’m glad at the christening ceremony I never actually promised to help the child on his path to God and glory, I kept silent and smiled and secretly promised to encourage more worthwhile pursuits.  Like reading and smart stuff that matters.  Stuff that actually counts.

He is TWO years old now.  Far Out!

Is it absurd that I considered a pressie for this little dear?

The ‘Manfriend’ on the other hand is having a pre-Christmas meltdown, I think he’s a little stuck on the ideal childhood Christmas, the one where you go on the holiday and everyone is in one place and it’s all just awesome because there are a billion cousins to run riot with and the likes.  He’s a little devastated that he has to drive from one family to the next.

He’s talking about evacuating for next Christmas.

Insert pictures for filler.  😉








Is now tired of listening to man’s Christmas hating and is feeling the negativity rubbing off onto myself.  Way to kill the cheer!

Even pretty photo’s can’t fix it now 😦

Stupid Stupidness.

Fat people!  Be warned, I will be manning the checkouts.  I’ll know what you’re buying this week, to eat yourself to death.  You fat, fat heads!  Christmas doesn’t mean you can work on your diabetes or your death from over consumption. 

As of tomorrow I will be officially disgusted, with the trolley loads of crapola people will be no doubt buying. 

Hey idiots, the shops are only shut FOR ONE FREAKING DAY!!!!

Over IT!

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You know those days when you wake up and you just don’t feel inspired to live, you can hear the rain pattering against the window.  You were expecting a sun filled Monday, spent lounging in the sun and working the house and garden.  Things aren’t going even slightly the way you wished, then to top it all the little bundle of fur you absolutely adore is full of life and energy to burn.

So much that even though it is raining he is gnawing through your flesh, nipping at your face forcefully demanding you to arise and let him glory in the splendour of mud and rain and kittenly filth. 

An argument with a kitten unfolds. 

He continues to try and rip my flesh from bone, this is not the way we get what we want!  I yell and scream unsaintly things at him, he cowers and runs to some other room.  He wins again.

So after feeling remorseful I arise and open the door.  Finn is free to frolic in the mud and rain like the most retarded cat in the world that he is.

I have breakfast.  Mmmm Tea.

Ignite the internet, check the appropriate social networking sites for anything interesting, and check out the new celebrity gossip and scandals, oh the hilarity of them all.  Chris Brown’s career is over because he ‘dissed’ Oprah, I particularly like where they compare Oprah to Jesus (not that I’m the religious kind)

Oh no he didn’t! If Chris Brown thought his career was in trouble before, he’d better pray for a miracle to get him out of this one. In showbiz, if you insult Oprah Winfrey you might as well be spitting in the face of Jesus Christ himself.

You can read full ‘article’ Here

Meanwhile on one of those social networking sites I decided to waste some time participating in a quiz to find out ‘My Sixth Sense’, when the following question arose I encountered dilemma.  As I read the question first with out reading the multiple choice answers I actually did what the question said.

Close your eyes and imagine yourself sitting on the beach. What do you enjoy the most?

I sat cross legged on the floor boards and imagined myself sitting on a beach, and the part I enjoyed the most was not in the list below

    • The sound of the waves breaking.
    • The softness of the sand.
    • The colour of the waves.
    • The smell of salt water.

So how could I truthfully finish this quiz, when the part I enjoyed most while sitting on that deserted beach gazing out across the massive expanse of water to the horizon was my very own insignificance in comparison to the entire universe?

Not that I want to get all philosophical right now, but what do you imagine when you are sitting on the imaginary beach?  What do you like best?  The stupid happy flying seagull?  The softness of the sand? (excuse me for gagging)  The pretty shells?

When I go to the beach generally I am overwhelmed by everything, hence the sitting and staring quietly off toward the horizon pondering my own existence.

To the point now, that quiz was crap!

This morning when I did wake up feeling uninspired, I can’t believe I had forgotten the glorious chapter in Anne of Avonlea I read last night.  With such inspiring quotes as;

‘I want to explore all those fields and lonely places anyhow.  I have a conviction that there are scores of beautiful nooks there that have never really been seen, although they may  have  been looked at.  We’ll make friends with the wind and sky and sun, and bring home the spring in our hearts’

L.M Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

“Look, do you see that poem?”  she said suddenly, pointing.
  “Where?” Jane and Diana stared, as if expecting to see Runic rhymes on the birch-trees.
  ”There… down in the brook… that old green, mossy log with the water flowing over it in those smooth ripples that look as if they’d been combed, and that single shaft of sunshine falling right athwart it, far down into the pool.  Oh it’s the most beautiful poem I ever saw.”
  “ I should rather call it a picture,” said Jane.  “A poem is line and verses.”
  “Oh dear me, no.”  Anne shook her head with its fluffy wild-cherry coronal positively.  “The lines are verses are only the outward garments of the poem and are no more really it than your ruffles and flounces are you, Jane.  The real poem is the soul within them… and that beautiful bit is the soul of an unwritten poem.  It is not every day one sees a soul… even of a poem.”

L.M Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

Thankfully after typing that out, a soggy little fur ball decided it was time to make up and be friends again.  After helping him dry off a little he rubbed and snuggled and hugged me, like the sorry little boy he was.  Man does that cat know how to play me.

Any how and interview with a pending employment transfer looms nearer.  Off to get ready.  I shall leave you all with a warm fuzzy YouTube clip.

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Sunny Daze

How glorious to exist, a cloudless sky a glowing golden sun beckoning me to bathe in its glorious sunny golden love.  Even I am envious of me.  I am loved by two of the most adorable furry fellows to grace the planet, one of the two legged variety (who is so unfortunately at work in an office building) and the other of the four legged variety (who is also basking in the sun, like a furry lizard.  In between his crazy spasmodic runs from one side of the yard to the other).

I suppose your wondering why I haven’t blogged in a few weeks, (see I’m envisioning a blog read by hundreds here, but in reality I think one person really.  So a big shout out to my friend Renay, thanks for coming!!) well to tell the truth life and a cartoon series got in the way. 

Yes I did say a cartoon series.  Avatar The Last Air Bender, if you haven’t seen this series I recommend it.  You don’t even need to watch it with your children because it’s just that good.

I’ve been gardening like someone on destruction pills.  I have been pruning and removing and eradicating and just destroying this garden.  It sounds so violent, but it needs to happen.  To make room for the good plants and to let the sun into our super cold little yard of mud and mould and slime.  It is slowly working.  My two legged furry guy even got in on the action and dug out a HUGE tree stump.  What a man!!  Check out my pile of pruning’s.

But apart from the destruction I’ve been taking cuttings and taking care of little seeds that I planted.  Some have germinated.

I’ve been so very domestic since moving in with the Man.  Doing laundry, I don’t even know why but there is something satisfying about not letting him do it.  Cooking some fabulous creation every night for dinner, then washing our dishes.  Arranging and rearranging the food in the pantry, putting things in containers and canisters.  I like it.  Making tea in a tea pot and drinking it from a delicate tea cup like a real lady, is satisfying.

Sitting around starting new crochet projects when I still haven’t even finished the last.  But I am seriously loving just working with some different coloured yarn for a while.  I am also making the squares slightly bigger this time and am researching new joining methods.

Re-reading the Harry Potter series when there is a thousand other books in my pile of things to read or do.  Thinking about reading Anne of Green Gables because Renay made me jealous, with her crazy Green Gables inspired dress, she’ll probably blog it eventually (wink wink at you Renay)

Buying the continental recipe sachets, making it once then trying to make it again but without the sachet and making something that tastes even better.  Something fresher without thickening agents or preservatives, with super amounts of fresh vegetables and flavour exploding into every corner of your mouth. 

And now because I’m talking to my younger brothers friend on MSN we now have a funny comic to read online.  Hoorah!! Super Effective

Now for some spiritual fun, I just did a Chakra test to see what I have that’s blocked.  You can do one too Chakra Test 

I think I’m finished now.  I think I might crochet or start reading Anne Of Green Gables.

See you on the other side.

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Happy Monday everyone!! 

What an eventful week it has been.  I’ll start with, Sometime last week while waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up from Westfield I thought it would be fun to look in the pet shop.

So I did.  That was my first mistake.  He made eye contact with me.  He, the cutest little furry I’ve ever seen.  My initial reaction was ‘oh, don’t you dare do that face at me you little turd’.  But he did.  So naturally every day this week, while I walked through the mall to get to the bus stop I casually strolled past the little pet shop and there he was.  Still in that hideous kitten tank they were keeping him in.  Looking as lonely and adorable as ever.

So by Thursday just after lunch while at work after spending most of the week text messaging nasty little ‘meows’ and kitten related messages to my boyfriend.  I made the decision if he was still there at 7pm-ish tonight after I finished work there would be the to purchase little furry or not discussion with boyfriend.

After boyfriends visual internal argument and distress about making a hasty addition to our little family, apparently cute little furry and I managed to win him over quite easily.  Had cute little furry been a puppy, I don’t think we would have been quite as successful at manipulating the situation.  LOL @ bad girlfriend and cute furry taking over the world one boyfriend at a time.


After a traumatic relocation, an hour and a half later cute furry was not so traumatised anymore.  He was playing and loving like we gave birth to him ourselves.

After two very furry love filled days of kitten naming we settled on the name Finnigan.  Yes that is what we named our kitten.  Finn, Finnie, Little Finn.

We did consider a thousand names, so it would seem.  More than one person did suggest a Michael Jackson derived name, because kitty is Black & White just like the song.  Sorry guys, no little Jacko, Jackson, MJ, Mikey, Mickey Jack whatever.  Finn. 

So far his personality is absolutely delightful.  He takes turns at the cuddles, so the mummy or the daddy get jealous.  He is very keen on the maintaining contact practically at all times.  He likes to play fun things.  He likes to sleep on you.  He likes to playfully nibble toes, noses, lips? and other bits.  He especially likes zippers on your coat and buttons on your pants for chewing. 

His little farts smell disgusting!

He likes to know what you are doing at all times and is keen to help.  He finds the mouse pointer on the computer screen fascinating and likes to chase it.  He runs like some flailing idiot all over our house, not stealthy yet.

WE LOVE HIM!!!!  I think he loves us too.  I’m glad he made eye contact seven days ago when I was just looking at pets in a pet shop to waste some time.

The weekend consisted of my younger brother coming over to meet our furry baby Finn.  While here boyfriend thought he’d do some yard work, like lawns and such.  So younger brother and I thought we’d do some yard work too. 

The side garden with conifers is on it’s way to be Tradescantia free. (Wandering Jew, Creeping Christian whatever other politically incorrect name for it you can think of?)  We managed to completely fill the green waste bin, so now there is a massive mountain of Trad, just sitting on the decking until the bin is emptied.  I think that will be next week.  Crap.


Now to the craft scene.  I’ve started crocheting the granny squares together.  I don’t know if I like them as much crocheted together though.  Maybe it’s just the way my mum showed me to crochet them together that I don’t like.  Maybe I should be trying to learn another way to crochet them together from one of those amazing inspirational crochet queens I usually post links too. 

While the Renapturous Mermaid was visiting last Monday we went shopping at Spotlight.  While there we found some funky yarn for me to crochet her a granny square treasure bag to go with her Mermaid Costume.  It’s not quite finished yet, as it needs strap.  Otherwise she’ll probably just drop it while she’s swimming around in that big ol’ ocean of fabric she has.  

Finn wanted to help, and look super cute.  So I let him.

Anyway, I think it’s cup of tea and time to reply to some emails.

Also, it does suck that MJ died.  I’m just to wrapped up in Kitten Clouds to care right now.

Thanks for coming.  =)

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