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06:21pm 29/03/2009
  To those of you on Twitter... can you please inform me on how to get my updates to seemingly automatically load as facebook messages like yours do? I'm hideously inept at all this newfangled technology jazz and it will make me seem like somewhat less of an absentee livejournaller... :/

Muchas Gracias! :D

xox
 
     

(13 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
04:14pm 26/08/2008
 
mood: happy
On Sunday whilst in Fremantle with Kia, a young lass and laddie appoached us requesting to take photos of us for a Street Fashion e-zine/blog.

Strike one off the list of things to do before death. Excellent.



I bought vintage gloves. They are cream satin with embroidered scalloping.
Also purchased was a super snazzy red shift dress.

Zing!


On the CAT bus, a strange man began ranting about vibes and another strange man stroked Kia's unicorn.

The ghosts did not find us. 





Currently in Morawa hunting treasures and feeding on chicken. 

I freaking love chicken.
 
     

(2 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
12:04am 23/08/2008
 
mood: indifferent
Hot Diggety Dang!

I have the newest Raconteurs CD and I am LOVING it. :D Hooray for Jack White not in the White Stripes! 


~



Kia make me read Twilight. I want my day back. Biggest load of toshcakes ever. And the worst thing about it is that I will almost certainly go on to read the subsequent three books as the story is nearly as compelleing as it is horrendous. 

Sparkly vampires? 

No. Just no. 

A Vampire who repeatedly and obsessively declare their love for a boring, accident prone 17 year old Fanta pants? 

No no no. 




...I had to read a Mills & Boon called 'The Sheikh's Virgin Princess' straight after reading Twilight. All in all, it was a better written and more intelligent story. Worrisome. 




Over and Out.
 
     

(11 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
10:45pm 15/08/2008
  So I'm back with Telstra. 

Aside from the fact that the lovely Telstra man and I had THE MOST RAD AFTERNOON setting up my phone account (We discussed how much dirty dirty man-porn I can download onto my phone from the telephone internets, and he gave me his staff discount because apparently I'm awesome :P), I'm a little worried about how this is going to go. 

I left Telstra a few years ago because they treated me like shit. I went back to Telstra today because I need to be on the Next G/3G network or whatever it is so that I can call people from Whoop Whoop. Blargh. It's all going to go to shit. I can feel it in me knees!

The good thing, I suppose, is that I'm now in with the Telstra man and if I have any problems with anything I can go "EEEEVANNN!!! Phone not working! Fix it and I shall do a dance in exchange!". 

So, all in all, I guess it can't be as bad as before. 

Plus my new phone is really rather hot. 

Same number people! Same number! 

:D
 
     

(3 joined the circus | run away?)

 
RIP Rudy   
09:00pm 08/08/2008
 
mood: numb

I've been away for the past 11 days on survey, so it came as a complete shock to discover that a dear family friend of ours was killed in a motorcycle accident on Beaufort St last friday morning. At the corner where the Zest gym is. Apparently a truck didn't see him on his bike and drove straight into him, snapping his neck and killing him nearly instantly. 

I havn't cried yet. Haven't gotten upset or panicked yet.. and I'm thinking perhaps it's because I can't yet believe that Rudy is gone. I've known him since I was five years old, when Robyn and I first became friends in pre-primary. I can still hear his voice in my head, picture him greeting me with a big bear hug and the never-changing exclaimation of "Hallo May-gen, you gorgeous girl!"

Rudy was a warm, loud, bear of a German bloke, who loved his friends and as much cold beer as he could fill his body with. He was grumpy and crazy, and a very very dear friend to both of my parents and to myself. 

I just can't believe he's gone. Just like that... Nothing's sunk in for me yet, and I suppose that's because I haven't been out since getting home, and I haven't been to see his family yet. I suppose when I go to visit Renate, Robyn and Renae  tomorrow it'll come.. if not, then certainly at his funeral. 

It's just so unbelievable that someone like Rudy could die like that. 



Requiescat in Pace, Rudy.

 
     

(7 joined the circus | run away?)

 
a rant and a quiz...   
07:15pm 27/06/2008
 

Arrived home from Morawa/Gindalbie this evening with a thundering headache and feeling very irritated with one of my passengers I was driving back. It's not that the trip was bad, or that we didn't find anything.. we did, and I enjoyed myself while I was up there, but I swear by all things holy, the car rental people are demented.

Last week we were given a Pajero. This week, a Hilux. WTF car rental people?! We go bush, and you give us a freaking Pajero and a Hilux?! While the Pajero was terribly comfortable ON BITUMEN, it drives REALLY BADLY on ungraded dirt tracks. And the Hilux.. No matter where you drive it, it handles like a manic bushpig.

I wouldn't be suprised if the car rental people whack the company with a buttload of bills for damages on the Hilux, as I'm imagining that the bashplate is nearly nonexistant at present, and it's a bit scratched up along the sides. That, and it nearly crashed us into a very large tree on the way to Perenjori as I lost complete control of it on a graded gravel road. The road wasn't even that muddy.. nowhere near as bad as the yalgoo road past golden grove wen wet.

I know it's probably not a big deal, but I really wasn't in the right mood to be driving a manic bushpig today. Here's hoping that next time the car rental people won't be so demented and will give us a land cruiser next time. :S

Will also need to be moe assertive with the smokers next time. I rather like being able to breathe, and it's really tough to do so when you've got three passengers puffing away simultaneously and not opening the windows because it's cold and raining outside. >_-

Additionally, tonight I parted ways with my very favourite and very old jeans. Alas, they did not leave the iron ore ridges and breakaways of Gindalbie unscathed, and are so ripped and torn that I was worried that I was exposing parts of myself that are entirely inappropriate to expose whilst at work. I will be holding a vigil for the only item of clothing that I wore out bush that didn't make me feel like the Hilux (namely, a bushpig). Oh, woe.

And now that my wangsty rant is over.. something completely different!

The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them ;-)


<b><u>1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen</b>
<b>2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien</b></u>
<b>3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte</b>
<b><u>4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling</b> </u>
<b>5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee</b>
<b>6 The Bible</b>
<i>7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte</i>
8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman
<b>10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens</b>
<b><u>11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott</b></u>
<i>12 Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy</i>
<b>13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller</b>
<b>14 Complete Works of Shakespeare</b> 
15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
<b><u>16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien</b> </u> First 'grown up book' I ever read on my own.. So many fond memories..
17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
<b>18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger</b>
<i>19 The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger</i>
<b>20 Middlemarch - George Eliot</b>
21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
<i>22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald</i> It's on my shelf in the 'to be read' pile
23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens
<b>24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy</b>
<b><u>25 The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams</b> </u>
26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
<b><u>29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll</b> </u>
<b>30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame</b>
<b><u>31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy</b> </u>
<b>32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens </b>
<b>33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis </b>
<b><u>34 Emma - Jane Austen </b> </u>
<b>35 Persuasion - Jane Austen </b>
<b>36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis </b>
<i>37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini</i>
<b>38 Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres</b>
<b>39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden</b>
<b>40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne</b>
<b>41 Animal Farm - George Orwell</b>
<b>42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown</b>
<b>43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez</b>
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
<b>48 The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood </b>
<b>49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding</b>
50 Atonement - Ian McEwan
<b>51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel</b>
52 Dune - Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
<b><u>54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen</b>
<b>55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth</b> </u>
56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
<b>57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens</b>
58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
<b>59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon</b>
<b><u>60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez</b> </u>
61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
<b>62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov</b>
<i>63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt</i> I'v nearly bought this so many times, but have always been distracted by something else..
64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
<b>68 Bridget Jones's Diary - Helen Fielding</b>
<i>69 Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie</i> <3 Salman Rushdie.. :D
<b>70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville</b>
<b>71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens</b>
<b>72 Dracula - Bram Stoker</b>
<b>73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett</b>
<b>74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson</b>
<b><u>75 Ulysses - James Joyce</b></u>
76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal - Emile Zola
<b>79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray</b>
<b>80 Possession - AS Byatt</b>
<b>81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens</b>
82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
<b><u>85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert</b> </u>
86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte's Web - EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
<b>89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle</b>
<b><u>90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton </b> </u>
91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
<b>92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery</b>
93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94 Watership Down - Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
<b>97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas</b>
<b>98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare </b>
<b>99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl</b>
<b>100 Les Miserables- Victor Hugo</b>

 
     

(4 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
07:16pm 24/05/2008
 
mood: discontent
I experienced quite an odd feeling today. 

This morning, I went to watch Robert's choir rehearse at the Concert Hall, only to discover that the girl (and that is the nicest possible thing I can think to call her) who broke the heart of a VERY cloase friend of mine and left him an absolute wreck for most of 2006 and halfway into 2007 is also a member of the choir. 

My first reaction was to pull out her brain through her eyes. And then to kick her. Really hard. 

I'm not a violent person. I might playfully punch some of my friends, but I will never and have never struck someone with malevolent intent. But I swear to whatever holy I would not feel bad about hurting and sicfiguring Horseface. And to be honest, I would have probably done so had it been a one-on-one situation. If I had attacked her, I would have had 50 members of the choir and orchestra against me. Not exactly the best odds. 

And the scariest thing about it is that I am afraid that I would have hit her. And probably have not regret it. 

On the flip side, she is scum. Absolute scum. I can't even comprehend how she can live with herself in the knowledge that she completely destroyed the good reputation of one of the most harmless, soulful and beautiful boys I know. How she can deal with the fact that he was contemplating suicide because he couldn't deal with the rumours and gossip circlated by her and her friends. I mean, surely the adult thing to do would be to confront someone if you had in issue with them, not malevolently and knowingly hit the spot that would hurt the most. He was in love with her. He put her on a fucking pedestal. Lord knows why, but I guess loves sees only beauty and ignores the ugly.

Perhaps I'm being a bit over the top here.. I know He doesn't hold any malice towards her. It's not his way really.. Too sweet, too gentle, too kind, to positive and too quick to see good in everyone. I just can't sit back and not feel the way I do after spending the amount of time I did trying to console him and make him realise that he's not worthless. That he's worthy of being loved. It took me MONTHS to get him back on track. 

Perhaps I'll be more adult than she was. I really shouldn't sink to her level, no matter how tempting it might be. Perhaps the next time I see her, I'll speak to her in civil tones and inform her of my feelings. Perhaps she'll feel bad. Perhaps she's grown up. I doubt it, but it might make me feel better..
 
     

(run away?)

 
   
06:45pm 06/05/2008
  I have Series 1 and 2 of the Adventures of Young Indiana Jones.. 

WAY AWESOME! :D 

I'm so back in love with Sean Patrick Flannery that MY KNEES ARE A-TWITCHIN'! 

Oh lordy.
 
     

(run away?)

 
GO TEAM!   
08:59pm 30/04/2008
 
mood: excited
 
 
This morning, I found a ceremonial site whilst surveying tenements for a mining camp I’ve been working with over the past few days.. It basically happened when I jumped out of the car to take a nosey around with one of the other ladies when everyone else was feeling a bit buggered after walking two previous tenement areas and spied some hilltop caves about 750m from where we parked our cars. They told me there would be nothing there; after all, we hadn’t found anything else in the whole time we had surveyed. However, at the foot of the caves in a clearing (and what a mighty large clearing it was too), I found a large ochre source, several grinding stones, and approx. 15 silcrete grinders and scrapers. And the site was completely surrounded by traditional medicine bushes, of which Greg swears that by drinking the boiling, these plants completely cured two of his relatives of various cancers.
 
Way awesome. :D
 
To be honest, I don’t really know how often sites like this are come across, but I think it being my first one made it very special. One of the women with us thought that maybe it would make us girls sick being there, but Laurie reckoned that nothing bad could happen because of everyone, myself and the other woman were drawn there, which meant that we were <i>meant</i> to come across it.
 
But the best part of it is that the site lies about 500m away from where the tenement has been proposed, which means that it’ll be a snap getting it protected.. The site won’t be touched unless they want to extend, and then another survey will need to happen before they can put down so much as a drillhole!
 
So despite the fact that I’ve been up since 4.30am, and I’ve spent the last 6 hours driving back to Perth, I’m still rather high-headed about this. J
 
 
Oh, also…. Thanks to everyone who came to Whit’s, James’ and my quiz night on Sunday. I hope you all agree that is was a fabulous night, and we managed to raise over $1200! As this is a little bit less than we were wanting to raise, we’ll be holding a few other events this year.. We’re wanting to be able to raise enough to be able to donate AT LEAST $1000 for each charity – the NCCLA and Kantha Bopha.
 
So.
 
What does everyone think these two ideas:
 
  1. A movie evening, held at a local cinema, where we would watch either a new release movie or a old classic (e.g., Rocky Horror).
 
  1. A Ball // dance. I was thinking of an oriental (Tales of the Orient? Silk Route?) theme, because that way I could wear my cheong sam, and we could serve fortune cookies, gulab jamans, turkish delight, hello panda cookies, and those little jelly cups that were banned in Sweden*. That, and because EVERYING from China is cheap, it would cost us next to nothing, which means cheap tickets and lots of money raised for the kids. We’d play really smooth jazz blues, and make it feel like a Shanghai Speakeasy.
 
Let me know.. will they work? If we ran these events, would you be interested in coming along? If not, why, and what do you think would be more appropriate/fabulous?
 
 
So yeah.. that’s pretty much all I had to say.. I don’t usually have much to say nowadays.
 
Meg out.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
*I don’t actually remember which country banned jelly cups, but I figured Sweden was a good enough guess.
 
     

(7 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
10:49pm 01/04/2008
  I totally love being an archaeologist! :D 

I got to set up my new office this week, and it's looking fabulous! It's a two minute drive from my place, and right down the road from the antiques strip in Guildford. I managed to pick up a whole heap of really awesome doovelackies for desk ornamentation, and am planning on saving up a couple of hundred to purchase a pair of lovely little 750 year old Javanese Elephants to sit next to the office lolly jar (Which is currently placed beneath a collection of Indigenous artwork). 

So, if anyone is stuck on what to get me for my birthday, please give me $$$ so I can purchase aformentioned elephants. OH THE BEAUTIFUL! 

I have also finished  my first few archaelogical survey reports, and am currently working on a section 18 for Windimara. Hurrah! 

Heading to Sydney tomorrow evening.. two days in Armidale for my graduation ceremony, two days in Sydney over the weekend, and then three days in Bowral with Ain and Dani.  Looking forward to it.. :)


geoffreyofcairo... you still up for lunch on Saturday?  Let me know. We'll be staying near USyd while we're there, so something central is best as I'm going to be rushed for time.. 



Sasquatch. 

That is all.
 
     

(6 joined the circus | run away?)

 
Where Meg contemplates future ventures and examines her financial situation...   
11:16pm 13/03/2008
 
mood: confused
Tomorrow, I go north to earn money. It will be grand (in both the literal and the emotive senses, as I shall be working at my full wage. This is a lot. I'm talking I'll be earning in a day the same amount it will take me a full week at Myer to earn. AND this comes just before my trip to Sydney, meaning that I will be able to purchase OH so many beautiful things while I'm there. Alternatively, I would NOT spend like crazy and save my moneys for Singapore/Cambodia/possibly India. Though, should I recieve enough contracts to work full time, saving for that trip should take me.. a fortnight perhaps? 

No. I can't. I don't have the storage space anymore. Even IKEA can't help me now!

Geez. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm being paid too much. So much that I'm being taxed on top of my tax. That's a lotta tax!

I need to see my accountant. :S 

I can't deal with this right now. I need sleep and someone to type up my invoices. Perhaps I shall purchase myself a secretary with my first pay cheque. I suck at book keeping. :(

{Edit} 
Good freaking lord! There is a Viktor & Rolf store in Sydney. There goes my plan for not spending like crazy while I'm there.. :/
 
     

(2 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
11:50am 22/02/2008
  I miss being at Uni. 

I don't think I'm quite ready to grow up yet considering that instead of working on maps and trying to locate unseful information in a stack of old dpcuments, I am watching season 2 of The Nanny. 

Why?

Because I feel like it, dammit.



At least I have managed to cut back on my shopping. If I keep it up, I'll have plenty of moolah for Singapore and Cambodia. Hurrah for the strong Australian dollar! :D
 
     

(4 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
11:16pm 11/02/2008
  My life really is not going as planned or expected right at this moment. 

I don't like it. I had it all figured out, and nothing is working the way I want it to. 

I am feeling terribly unsatisfied.. and it's niggling at me. Just sitting there beneath the surface, and it's driving me nuts. 
 
     

(4 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
10:44pm 07/02/2008
 
mood: tired
It seems that somehow - completely unintended - I have managed to get myself into a bit of a tangle. I appear to have four jobs going simultaneously. 

1. Casual retail work at Myer.
2. Research for Woodman's Point cemetery.
3. Fieldwork at the Fine China Kilns in Subi.
4. Map work of the Geraldine mines.

This is going to dip into my leisure time significantly. Looks like I might back into the 6/7 day working weeks (particularly as I shall be starting on some more field work in the Pilbara with Steve in the coming weeks..

Bollocks. 

My main motivation for getting them all done quickly is so that I'll have a large chunky sum in my bank account to play around with while I'm in Sydney (and so my credit card bill doesn't accumulate too much :S )

GAR I WANT ONE FULL TIME REGULAR PAYING JOB ALREADY!!
 
     

(run away?)

 
   
01:08am 30/01/2008
  A. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
B. Tag seven people to do the same.
C. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it".


Part A -

1. I think Major Winchester from M*A*S*H is one of the best realised characters to have ever graced television screens.

2. When I'm out bush, I can deal with (and by this, I can even let them crawl onto me before I flick them off) bugs of every description.. spiders, centipedes, crickets, mothy things, even cockroaches.. but if they're in my house or any other building I freak out and need someone to rescue me from them. Can't even touch them if they're dead. 

3. Bright light makes my eyes hurt. really really badly. It also often gives me a migraine. 

4. I think Mao Tse Tung is THE socialist pop culture icon of the noughties. 

5. My two favourite mixed drinks are : 
                   - Part lemonade, part ginger ale and part pimms. 
                   - Cuarenta y tres and Coke. 

6. If Darwinism was a religion, I'd be a Darwinist. 

7. I have about 60 books that I purchased during 2007 but am yet to read. 



Part B - 
Nat, Cathy, Whit, Stak, Anne, Bee, James.
 
     

(2 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
10:10pm 02/01/2008
 
mood: content
With any luck, 2008 will be largely better than 2007 was. 

With any luck, a holiday somewhere is in order. Perhaps Fiji? Samoa? i dono. Somewhere where there is a beach and where the cocktails flow bounifully, but is lacking in the crowds of tourists who frequent places like Bali and the Thai coastline. Perhaps I'll go back to Cambodia. Strangely enough it felt more like home last year than Australia did. But, all this is dependant on me obtaining full time employment in my profession of choice (this does not mean Myer, however much my manager may wish it). 

So, on Tuesday I have my first job interview for a position that doesn't require me to push a sale. And with any luck I will get the job. Fingers crossed anyway... It seems to have been on knock back after another with companies looking for "experienced" archaeologists so they don't need to "waste time" getting graduates accustomed to the work. But it happens I guess, and it could be a lot worse. 

In April, I head over to Armidale for my graduation, followed by a sojurn in Sydney to visit Carly and to do some shopping, and a few days in Bowral, to visit my uncle and aunt and take photosof the cricket pitch for Shane. Apparently it has something to do with Don Bradman (his hometown??), and as soon as bowral was mentioned, Shane nearly wee'd in excitement. 

So, hopefully 2008 is going to be a better year. I'm still no 100% sure on where I'm going, but I'm rather enjoying just appreciating and taking each day as it comes. I might be flat out with work at Myer, and my mother may be unreasonable at times, but on the whole, life is looking up, and for the first time since finishing uni, I'm not worried of what's going to happen in the future. 




I think I shall go and watch some M*A*S*H and pick out what I'm wearing to Ichi and Aden's wedding tomorrow. Should be a challenge. :)
 
     

(run away?)

 
   
11:14pm 25/12/2007
 

Happy christmas everyone! :D 

okay, so even though the lead up to christmas has been fairly atrocious this year (it's certainly not one of the perks of working in retail), I had a pretty enjoyable christmas this year. Last night was very much more subdued and sombre than normal (despite our devouring two full bottles of french champagne between four people - mum doesn't drink), but it was still rather nice. And today I spent the morning at Isa's again to keep him company. We watched Junior Eurovision and ate pfeffernusse, so hurrah! Then it was lunch at Roberts which was lovely, a brief stop through the Schaeffer's place on the way home, and doing some reading once I got home. 

Tomorrow, Robert's coming over for brunch, and then I'm going to see Enchanted with the girls. :D 

Soo.. onto Xmas loot. And the xmas loot is grand! It consists of: 

160GB portable external hard drive (Mum & Dad)
Decorative headbands (Mum)
A Gerber exploration pocket multitool set (Dad)
A BHP stubbie holder (Dad, because he knows full well that I don't drink beer and thinks that as an archaeologist this is a traversty)
Lots of scratchies which won me $35 (Dad) 
A 500 pack of Officeworks printing Paper with a note saying that he's replenishing my stock after thesis (Arvid)
Monies (Isa and Uncle Arvid)
A shiny DKNY watch (Robert)
A shiny dolphin chimey mobile (Robert)
A shiny scarf (Robert's parents)
Matching bra and knicker set (Kia)
Glittery boobie pusher-upperers (Kia) 
Compact mirror (Kia)
Belkin iPod car tuner (Cathy)
Optimash Prime figurine (Lauren)
Earrings of many kinds (Noreen and Suzie)
Some pretty awesome books (from various friends).
Peter Alexander Ruby slippers (Gift to self.. hehe!)



Yay for having a new watch! its so lovely and shiny! *_*

but yes, the point of this post is, if I remember correctly, is to wish everyone a very happy christmas and a lovely new year if I don't post again before then! 

Besos!

 
     

(run away?)

 
   
10:21pm 17/12/2007
 
mood: furious

Oh for fucks sake. 

My mother is angry with me for not using my credit card for all my purchases.. why, you may ask? 

Because I get points. fucking points. one point per fucking dollar to be exact. I mean, who gives a crap really if I lose track of how much I've spent during the month and can't pay off my bill? And then go into crazy debt from intrest. But noo.. she, for whatever reason opened up my bank statement which came in the mail today and went BERSERK over the fact that I'm using my savings card to budget my spending. I mean, heaven forbid actually trying to stop myself to spending too much. 

This bothers me for two reasons. 

1. Why the FUCK was she opening my mail today? I would point out to her that it's ILLEGAL for her to do so, if only for the knowledge that she would probably throw me out of house and home for daring to suggest that as my mother she didn't have the right to do anything (seeing as though she also believes that she has every right to murder me if she so wished, and has pointed this out to me on numerous occasions when we have fought this year). 

2. I wouldn't think that using my eftpos card would be such a heinous crime to her. 

3. That points are the most damned important thing - She told dad that we should fly Qantas to Sydney rather than Virgin as we get frequent flyer points on Qantas even though it's about $110 cheaper each. FUCKING POINTS!! What the FIDDLY TRA LARRING FUCK DO WE GET FROM THEM?! They bloddy well EXPIRE every year! 

4. she has been ranting for TWO HOURS about this. About credit card points. It's not like I'll ever get enough points to get "A 'free' trip to Sydney". After a year, I don't even have enough points to get a $20 gift voucher. I've still got 3000 points (about $3000) to go! ARGH! 

5. WHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHY?!?!?!

 

 

 

WHY doesn't she just SHUT THE HELL UP ABOUT IT?! It's not freaking the end of the bleeding world if I don't use my credit card!!  I don't WANT to use my credit card! But Now I HAVE to because if I don't I'm going to get a fifty bajillion hour rant every single time I get a bank statement.

 

 

 

I'm really really hoping I get a job over eash right about now. Its getting to the point where absolutely nothing that comes out of her mouh is positive, andI just can't listen to her voice without getting irritated. I just don't want her to "talk" to me. It hurts too much.

 
     

(7 joined the circus | run away?)

 
Stolen from Stak (again)   
07:52pm 23/11/2007
   1. Comment and I'll pick two of your LJ interests and draw you a picture, using MS Paint.
2. You have no say in what I draw you! NONE!
3. If you want, post this in your journal.
 
     

(13 joined the circus | run away?)

 
   
11:46am 23/11/2007
 

I have Pasito. 

Yay!

 
     

(run away?)