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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 find myself a little disheartened.  My favourite piece of graffiti is gone.

I shall tell you of this piece of loveliness that made my mornings special.  Every morning after getting off the bus at the university, I trek across the highway overpass – a pedestrian bridge.  On the bridge there was a lovely little stencil graffiti of John Lennon and the quote Let It Be.

So on my pathway to ‘higher learning’ it was nice and inspiring to walk across the bridge and ‘Let It Be’ every morning.  I’m disappointed with the people who re-surfaced the bridge.  You have successfully killed a little piece of my mornings.

Easter was eventful.

On Good Friday (we will call it Hell Friday from now on), I went to hospital with an aching guts at around 11.30pm.  I sat in the emergency ward until 4am – then finally I got to see a doctor, by this stage the ache in my guts had turned to vomit inducing pain.  A pain that would make Satan cry.

Not long after speaking with the doctor and vomiting profusely into a little bag whilst sitting on the bed – I ended up having all kinds of things stuck into me.  By far the greatest thing stuck into me was the morphine.  It did not make the pain stop, but it sure as hell took the edge off enough so I could sleep.

By 8am there was talk of surgery.  Here I was out of my head, thinking I’d just get a tablet to make the pain stop and be on m way home.  Man was I epicly wrong.

Just after what would have been lunch time, I was anaesthetised and had my Appendix removed from my aching pain filled guts.

After this surgery the next 3-4 days are a bit of a haze, as the hospital people had me hooked up to some amazing intravenous morphine dispensing machine.

I was released from the hospital at about 2pm on the Tuesday following the Easter long weekend.  For the time between then and now, I have been a huge aching, bruised, lounging, lolling lizard.

All the plans I made for the two week student vacation have been unfortunately thrown out the proverbial window.  I did get to finish reading Paper Towns by John Green, which was awesome.  Not as awesome as his previous book Looking For Alaska though.

I also got to read The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society.  I didn’t think I would like that book at all, as it totally isn’t something I’d usually consider.  I absolutely adored it, I’m glad I picked it up and read it.  It really is as good as everyone says.  The only major fault I can find is that the American author used the spelling Lieutenant instead of Leftenant which I think ruined the authenticity of it being set in England.  But that is just being persnickety.

I have also been working on some new granny squares during my recovery.
This one I learned from a book called 200 Crochet Blocks for Blankets Throws and Afghans by Jan Eaton.

We’ll end with my man crush of the moment.  Takeshi Kaneshiro, from The House Of Flying Daggers.

Sayonara people.

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The adventure began on a steamy New Years Eve, as my manfriend and I headed north to Sutherland for a quiet celebration with friends.  As usual I probably drank too much and made an arse of myself, but then again I wouldn’t care.

In the morning with a hangover containing the wrath of all the gods who look down upon merrymaking and the likes my manfriend and I set off on our continuing journey north.  Thankfully I don’t drive anymore, I quite possibly may have been arrested if i had.

Within twenty minutes of driving I requested a pitt stop.  I promptly entered unsuspecting Caltex garage and evacuated a liquid layer of filth from my stomach.  Thankfully none of my breakfast was wasted, just liquidy grossness.  Man did I feel better for it.  After brushing my teeth at the boot of the car, I quietly got back in and said little and kept as quiet as possible.

To tell the truth, for most of the driving to Croki I just slept and felt DISGUSTING, focusing all my energy and inner ‘strength’ on not vomiting again.  Which was no easy feat.

As you can see below the most miserable looking person on New Years Day below, me.

Anyway, Croki was quite picturesque, located on the Manning River.  We were lucky enough to get the tent and bedding set up before the rain set in.  Good evening for a outdoor event.  Anyway being the sometimes anti-social little beaver that I am I set out to explore the surrounding area with my camera rather than mingle.  Here are some pics from the Croki area.

That was fun.  Mind you I got in massive amounts of trouble off the significant other because I failed to take photos of actual people.  Oops!  My defence was quite weak, I claimed but it’s awkward to take photos of people you don’t know.

So the morning after the engagement party we set of Northward again, this time toward my family in Sawtell.

To Be Continued…

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So I baked.  It was hot and tiring.  But it had to be done.  There will be more baking tomorrow morning too.

The cookies are Dark Chocolate and Ginger – I got the recipe from a cook book by Leila Lindholm called A Piece Of Cake. I don’t really like them, I’m not a fan of the ginger.  They are a present, I’m sure the recipient will like them because they are ginger fans.

You can see my Christmas Stick in the top left hand corner of the mosaic.  My man-friend said we didn’t need a Christmas tree, but the five year old inside me just could not bare to have a Christmas without one.

So I set out to find the perfect stick.  Which I did.  I then painted it a very pale blue.

I did however purchase the terracotta pot.  It wasn’t expensive.  I painted it red and put a pretty silver bow around it.

The turquoise coloured play dough which holds the Stick in place doesn’t have enough salt and bacteria killing things in it.  It is going smelly and mouldy.  I didn’t have all the ingredients for long lasting play dough 😦   But it only smells if you poke it.  So there is a no touching rule.

Handmade decorations.


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Retail Employee Hell

Thoughts On Grocery Shopping

5 days till Christmas, chained to a cash register at one of the bigger supermarket chains in the country is enough to make anyone’s Christmas spirit wither and die.

You, with the iPod – While I’m serving you, please be considerate enough to pull your posh douche bag ear buds out of your ears and listen to me, so I can finish the damn transaction and serve the next butt face inline.

You, on the phone – Go back to the end of the queue, your too wrapped up in your own self-importance for me to give a shit about right now.

You, telling me how to do my job – If you can do it better, please be kind enough to serve yourself at the self-serve checkout.  Don’t come near me and get me involved in your bullshit life especially if you think you can do it better yourself.

You, with the Enviro bags – You know it doesn’t count if I put all your shopping in individual PLASTIC bags and then you put all of those bags into your enviro bag.

You, Mr Impatient – Shut the hell up you jerk, you had all year to get that crap.  5 days before Christmas I don’t think you have the right to pull ‘THE FACE’ at the customer in front especially when you are here for the same reason.

Everyone else – You know what you do and how lame you are.

Here are some tips you might want to hold onto for next year:

  • Soft Drinks and Junk Food generally have a VERY LONG SHELF LIFE, you can buy these for Christmas any time between January 2010 and November 2010.  Just make sure when you do buy them that they will still be valid for consumption for Christmas.
  • Fruit and Vegetables if stored correctly can last more than a day.  I suggest planning ahead.  Get them the week before Christmas day.  I really don’t know anyone who hasn’t got a refrigerator, put it to use.
  • Meat – same as above.  You can refrigerate and freeze this crap and it’s still good!! But I can understand if you do want to buy this last-minute.  Just time your shopping experience – avoid the lunch time rush and the dinner time rush.
  • Seafood – last minute too I suppose unless you’re getting frozen crap.

So if I see you coming through my check out with the surly jerk face and your trolley is full of crap you could have bought in September don’t complain if I’m not happy or enthusiastic about your ‘Me, Me, Me douche bag attitude.’  I don’t care about you or how much of a hurry you are in.

If your trolley has milk and fresh fruit and vegetables, fresh meat and eggs and the like, good for you.  Have a nice day and a very Merry Christmas.

Thoughts On Presents

Same as long life groceries morons.  Start your shopping MID YEAR!!!  You know who you have to get presents for.  Hell, the sooner you start the less stress and crazy queues you will have to deal with in December.

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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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