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Did I tell you I have a major stiffie for Joe Biden??
This picture assures me that Biden would be a great titty jiggler.
After he fondled my wares, we would totally rock out in the garden with a shandy or two while I stared inadvertantly at his old man package.
Garfield in PJ’s having a snooze on my bed.
My awesome mid century dresser.
Meezer Salt and Pepper Shakers to keep my Hawaiian girl company.
To see the rest of my room/house, click here.
I finally found the motivation I needed to start blogging again. I had so many problems with my database, but thankfully for me, the guy at the Webhosting place loaded the backup from July, and it seems to be unaffected by the shitty spyware that infiltrated my SQL database. Yay!! Now I don’t have to fuck around trying to remove the affected entries! Why didn’t I just email my webhost in the first place? lol I’m such a cock. End geek ramble.
Let me try and organise this post into topics…
New House- So the move came and went, and I managed to escape with my bond intact. There was talk of VCAT but he’d have lost, so he decided against it. We moved into a 4 bedroom plus study double story house only minutes from our last residence. It’s a really great place and about a thousand times better than any of the other places we looked at before here. I’m so glad that we didn’t get any of the other places we applied for, because all of them were far too small for 4 chicks, 2 cats and a dog. We’ve got heaps of room here for everyone without being on top of eachother, so it’s worked out really fortunately, given that as soon as we moved in, Loz, Jo and Squish all got boyfriends! We’d never have been able to fit 7 ppl in any of the other houses we saw.
You can see Chloe Dog and Muffy cat chillin on the couch in the loungeroom above.
Mum- It was my Mum’s 50th Birthday at the end of July and to celebrate the milestone, she threw herself out of a plane. Personally, I’m more a cake kinda person, but Mum had an awesome time and she loved it and she wants to do it again and again. Here’s a link to the video of the day on Youtube.
Medication/Anxiety/Depression- I changed medications just over a month ago. Coming off my old Anti-Depressants (Aropax/Paxil) was an absolute nightmare. I spent weeks feeling sick and gross, wishing I was a bear so I could go into hibernation for the duration. My new medication seems to be okay, but I haven’t worked out the right dosage yet. I mean I feel okay, but there’s very few peaks or dips. I also have trouble dealing with feeling frustrated…I’ve either snapped or just totally isolated myself. Maybe it’s not the right medication for me, but I want to give it a good go before I discount it. Perhaps I just need the dosage tweaked a little bit? I’m going to speak to my doctor about it this week.
In other medical news, I also had my Implanon replaced. I’ve sorta broken out in zits since I had it put in 2 or 3 months ago, but apart from that, it’s been smooth sailing on the contraceptive front.
Love/Sex- I don’t even know what to write in this bit. If I had a clue, I’d tell you. There is some sex though, which is always good. After waiting over a year, it was good to get back in the saddle. He’s a nice guy and we have fun together, but our hearts are both elsewhere.
Other Stuff- I’m going to Mildura to visit Nate in a week and a bit. I haven’t seen him since we moved into the new house, so I have missed him heaps and am looking forward to heading up there and hanging out for a few days. I’m totally hanging to go fishing.
That’s about all I have at the moment, but it feels good to start writing again.
1. She laughs at fart jokes. And I mean, really heartily laughs. Sometimes she laughs so hard that tears stream down her face. How can you not love that?
2. She dances like Mick Jagger. It doesn’t matter where mum is, or what she’s wearing… if she hears the intro riffs to Satisfaction, she begins to morph into Mick Jagger. Her lips get all pouty and big, she pulls her head into her neck, her jaw locks up and her eyebrow rises up slightly and she struts up and down and around in circles. I’ve seen her do this naked at home, clothed at the shops, in the car… She rocks out as the Jagman.
3. Sometimes, when she’s lost her mind completely, she’ll pull her jumper over her head and scream “bunghole, bunghole, aoijaslkdjafosijdlakjsldkj” Then she laughs and says how much she enjoys the “Itchy and Scratchy Bum” show…. Lucky for me, I can decipher that she means she likes “Beavis and Butthead”.
4. If you need advice, she’s got some. And you can ask her about anything. My friends regularly come to her for all kinds of advice, but mostly for the sex and love kinda stuff. I love that she always had advice for people, but never in that pushy shove it in your face way.
5. She will whip your arse at Trivial Pursuit.
6. She Blogs!
7. She knows the backstory to just about everyone I’m friends with online and remembers your names! That says 2 things… one; Geekiness is a generic trait and two: we’re both legends with too much time on our hands
8. She doesn’t totally hate the idea of the “MAMA” tattoo I want!
9. She’s always on my side, regardless of the situation. That’s fierce. I love that about her!
10. She always makes me laugh… even when we’re driving eachother insane, we laugh.
Happy Mothers Day Mama.
Rock out with your Cock out.
<3 Pruey
So I finally bit the bullet and did something I didn’t think I’d do again… cut a fringe! And I’ll let you in on a little secret…I love it! Why did I wait so long to cut another fringe?! Oh, yeah that’s right…last time I had it done the woman butchered my hair and cut a fringe that would make baby Jesus cry if he were forced to look at it. But wow, my hairdresser did such a good job! I love it!
Wow, I just realised, I have a hairdresser…MY hairdresser! I’ve never had one of those before. I’ve always been the kind of girl who got her hair cut at places like Just Cuts…where they may as well make you take a number, like at the deli. Having “my hairdresser” makes me feel all womanly and grown up.
I’m glad I got a haircut. I’ve been feeling like shit for the last week or so since I wrote my last entry. I miss this guy heaps. I don’t wanna go on and on about it, but let’s just say it’s really made me feel pretty sad and lonely. There’s so much I want to write but it would make no sense to anyone and it would only keep me awake at night, wondering if I should delete it.
So before I go ahead and make a total cock of myself with words, let me do it with photos.
<—– I grew finger nails!!!!!!! I’ve been a biter since I was a kid! Yay me.
Maybe I’m getting to be an old biddy, but is there something wrong with a 9 year old girl wearing this tee shirt?
Granted, I was shopping in Frankston at the time, but seriously! The kid I saw it on was with her mum at the time, and I just kept thinking “Mum has got to know what this tee shirt implies!” Damn you Supre, I wish a pox upon all your similar looking staff in skinny jeans and ‘ironic’ nu-wave tee shirts.
In other news, the Mothership and I went for lunch in Springvale on Saturday. We found this great little place around the back of Rhino Chasers (local poxy strip joint) that made the most fantastic Vermacelli Noodles with Prawn Rolls. Mmmm *drools* Afterwards we walked around the shops and I managed to snap a picture of some signs outside the Supermarket that never cease to make me laugh.
Nothing says ‘Welcome!’ like some CCTV images of banned shoppers.
I hung out at the Motherships for the rest of the evening, enjoyed some free dinner, came home and ‘partook of the herb’ as my old man would say. I need to find munchies that aren’t ridiculously expensive and fatty…not that I normally care, but after eating my way through a packet of 24 choc-chip cookies the other night, I figure there has to be another way!
My current annoyances are as follows;
-Cat Hair… It’s a wonder my fucking cats aren’t bald considering they shed so much hair. <insert obvious bald pussy joke here>
-The Managers at my local Safeway… I really don’t think they like me. They look at me like I’m going to do the place over every time I set foot in the door. Do I really look that dodgy?
-Running out of Webspace and having to upgrade my plan… I really need to think about whether it’s worth 20 bucks a month to keep hosting my site. Although, I was surprised to know that the sum of my incoherent ramblings is nearly 50mb.
-The Shitty Trim I Got At The Hairdressers Today… I really am kinda pissed about the quality of the thinning out and trim I got. Then again, I shouldn’t bitch and moan about it considering it only cost me 9 bucks.
-Home Hair Dye Jobs That Turn Out Badly… self explanatory really.
-Random Facebook People… Who are you? I don’t know you so fuck off. PS. No I don’t want to join your shitty group.
-The Dominoes Pizza Guy… who I spoke to on the phone tonight. I told him I had a voucher for $6.95 delivery and he pretty much called me a liar. “I”m DAMN sure we don’t have $6.95 delivery…” So I went in and picked them up and took the voucher with me. When I showed him he was wrong he asked if he could keep the voucher…”Get your own DAMN voucher” I retorted as I walked out with my cheap pizzas. Nate and Andrea agreed that I had some Ricki Lake style head movements going on whilst I conversed with the Pizza Guy.
-People I Care About Losing People They Care About… death really does suck the big one.
-My Phone Charger Breaking…stupid bloody charger. Lucky I have my geeky back up USB one.
Yeah, that about covers all my whinging. Don’t really have anything else to complain about but trust me, I’m sure something will come up. Otherwise, things are pretty good. Driving lessons going well, looking for cars, have done the practice Hazard Perception Test about 100 times. Oh, Emily is moving out which sucks, but I’m sure her rats will be happier in a cat free environment! She’s moving in 2 weeks time I think, so I have to get onto finding a new housie. Emily, if you read this, I still expect free bakery treats, don’t think that by moving out you’re going to be avoid having to deliver me tasty baked goods. I demand chocolate scones!
Anyways, that’s about it. I’m gonna go and try and fix up my shitty dye job.
xoxox
