Oh poo, just went deaf in my other ear! Life is nothing if not always ready to find the ha-ha in any situation, especially if it's at your expense!
It does make you wonder, if there is a supreme being out there, what in the world is he/she/it/mork really like? And would you really, really like to meet them? Not me thank you! I suspect they're the sort who are jolly fun to have over till you find they've knocked the strawberry jam over and stolen all your silver wear! (I've watched anime, forewarned is forearmed!)
So here's to a nice quiet day where the supreme high cheese above is busy picking on someone else for a change! (To that someone else, sorry dude but sometimes you have to take one for the team!)
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Monday 28 February 2011 - story of my life
I was thinking it would be fun to write an Auto-biography. Only I doubt anyone would really believe it! My life has been stranger then fiction! Heck even Star Trek junkies would sneer and go, "You expect us to believe something so far fetched?" and then they'd probably do a Vulcan dirty finger sign and prance off with all the dignity anyone can have in an overlarge Captain Kirk suit.
Still 33 years of interesting experiences should be shared with the world. If only to be used as a tool to threaten the younger generation with! "Now Bobby, you eat your pumpkin or you'll end up like Jovvi did!" Crumbs, parents can be cruel!
If you had to write the story of your life, what catergory would it go under? Adeventure? Comedy? Horror?
Don't forget to send me a free, autographed copy!
(If it's really boring I'll still flick through it and read the interesting bits, and laugh at your photos, even the ones that were meant to be funny, I'm good like that.)
Still 33 years of interesting experiences should be shared with the world. If only to be used as a tool to threaten the younger generation with! "Now Bobby, you eat your pumpkin or you'll end up like Jovvi did!" Crumbs, parents can be cruel!
If you had to write the story of your life, what catergory would it go under? Adeventure? Comedy? Horror?
Don't forget to send me a free, autographed copy!
(If it's really boring I'll still flick through it and read the interesting bits, and laugh at your photos, even the ones that were meant to be funny, I'm good like that.)
Friday, February 25, 2011
Saturday 26 February 2011- got me some stones
I like crystals.
Personally I'm rather dubious on their "healing" powers and ability to channel divine energies or cook a fine rump roast. But I do think they're awfully pretty and that it's rather fun sometimes to roll them about in your hand, twinkle them in the sun or just ensure that your tiger's eye is so much cooler then anyone elses. (And it is!)
There used to be a magazine series, one of those CNA sort, that came out every two weeks or so, I forget the time period, with a new stone, the history on the stone and in essence enough info to make you think you're very lucky to have bought that issue. Sadly though, they often put in stones I turned my nose up to and then did the classic 'disappearing-off-the-shelf-if-you-want-more-subscribe-or-else' thing that such series do. (I then collected little clocks until that series also disappeared wherein I learn my lesson and spent money on more important things like 'Fair lady' and 'MAD magazine')
I do love how smooth and cool a nicely proceessed crystal can be though. When I was younger I enjoyed putting them in my mouth because it felt nice and I was weird, but one or two close calls to swallowing made me decide to follow a different path of, essentially, life.
My favorite stone out there is opal, because of it's mish-mashed colours and sassy look, however since they're a tad on the 'Jo-won't-afford-one-this-lifetime' scale my heart has been happy to settle for rose quartz which is pretty and in abundance.
All this does make me sound like a fundi doesn't it? Actually it's on my mind because I found my small collection that I thought I'd thrown away ages ago and that I wouldn't have thought twice about otherwise.
Still, interesting hey?
Personally I'm rather dubious on their "healing" powers and ability to channel divine energies or cook a fine rump roast. But I do think they're awfully pretty and that it's rather fun sometimes to roll them about in your hand, twinkle them in the sun or just ensure that your tiger's eye is so much cooler then anyone elses. (And it is!)
There used to be a magazine series, one of those CNA sort, that came out every two weeks or so, I forget the time period, with a new stone, the history on the stone and in essence enough info to make you think you're very lucky to have bought that issue. Sadly though, they often put in stones I turned my nose up to and then did the classic 'disappearing-off-the-shelf-if-you-want-more-subscribe-or-else' thing that such series do. (I then collected little clocks until that series also disappeared wherein I learn my lesson and spent money on more important things like 'Fair lady' and 'MAD magazine')
I do love how smooth and cool a nicely proceessed crystal can be though. When I was younger I enjoyed putting them in my mouth because it felt nice and I was weird, but one or two close calls to swallowing made me decide to follow a different path of, essentially, life.
My favorite stone out there is opal, because of it's mish-mashed colours and sassy look, however since they're a tad on the 'Jo-won't-afford-one-this-lifetime' scale my heart has been happy to settle for rose quartz which is pretty and in abundance.
All this does make me sound like a fundi doesn't it? Actually it's on my mind because I found my small collection that I thought I'd thrown away ages ago and that I wouldn't have thought twice about otherwise.
Still, interesting hey?
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Friday 25 February - it could happen
I wonder how long it will take evolution to cop on and for people to be born free of leg hair and underarm hair?
It might be a bit faster if Europeans weren't so against shaving...
It might be a bit faster if Europeans weren't so against shaving...
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Thursday 24 February 2011 - something smells
I love the way Brandy smells.
I'd never drink it, it's so foul, but I do love that warm, rich smell.
Like Vanilla, beautiful smell but not something I'd devour.
Jasmine is an awesome smell, isn't it a pity it hardly blooms for more then a month or two?
Orange and clementine peel as you peel them... heaven!
Hot food on a cold day;
sunscreen;
naked flesh;
roses;
freshly baked bread;
warm cat fur;
freshly cleaned laundry;
ripe banana;
freshly washed hair;
new car scent;
wood pitch;
peppercorns;
coffee and oodles more!
They really are "Life's worth Living" scents, aren't they?!
I'd never drink it, it's so foul, but I do love that warm, rich smell.
Like Vanilla, beautiful smell but not something I'd devour.
Jasmine is an awesome smell, isn't it a pity it hardly blooms for more then a month or two?
Orange and clementine peel as you peel them... heaven!
Hot food on a cold day;
sunscreen;
naked flesh;
roses;
freshly baked bread;
warm cat fur;
freshly cleaned laundry;
ripe banana;
freshly washed hair;
new car scent;
wood pitch;
peppercorns;
coffee and oodles more!
They really are "Life's worth Living" scents, aren't they?!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Wednesday 23 February 2011 - message here somewhere
Okay, so we can't always be happy 24/7, baby, 365! That's just not going to happen. Even the Queen, even celebrities, in fact especially celebrities now that I think about it, have their off days. (In fact with some famous folk you have to wonder if they ever have a good day?!)
BUT! I still think we can strive to be more happy rather then less so in our general life and lifestyles.
Happiness is not something you chase. The second you try to, it panics, fluffs up it's little white tail and heads off into the hills faster then a sonic boom! (and far less satisfying to witness).
Happiness, to me, is just saying, okay, I'm happy.
What? Were you expecting a magic formula or something? Hair of goat, eye of Newt? (or fruit fly - it's the accepted generic alternative, now at a store near you!)
It's true though we do basically choose our happiness. Simply by deciding to be happier and see things from a more positive point of view helps us increase our chances of finding a wee bit of an extra reason to smile, laugh or just let go.
Heck having a positive outlook on life can even make the yuckies and the ugliness loose some of it's "IN YOUR FACE YO!" force!
Plus, if nothing else, it annoys people an awful lot and sometimes that alone can give you one heck of an internal grin!(No one said you had to just find joy in flowers and bees and stuff, lets be realistic here!)
So please have a wonderfully positive day today!
(and if not then don't stand on my positive mojo or I'll take you down with a laugh and a smile. you little.... okay this blog is not going in the direction I meant it to!)
Smiles!
BUT! I still think we can strive to be more happy rather then less so in our general life and lifestyles.
Happiness is not something you chase. The second you try to, it panics, fluffs up it's little white tail and heads off into the hills faster then a sonic boom! (and far less satisfying to witness).
Happiness, to me, is just saying, okay, I'm happy.
What? Were you expecting a magic formula or something? Hair of goat, eye of Newt? (or fruit fly - it's the accepted generic alternative, now at a store near you!)
It's true though we do basically choose our happiness. Simply by deciding to be happier and see things from a more positive point of view helps us increase our chances of finding a wee bit of an extra reason to smile, laugh or just let go.
Heck having a positive outlook on life can even make the yuckies and the ugliness loose some of it's "IN YOUR FACE YO!" force!
Plus, if nothing else, it annoys people an awful lot and sometimes that alone can give you one heck of an internal grin!(No one said you had to just find joy in flowers and bees and stuff, lets be realistic here!)
So please have a wonderfully positive day today!
(and if not then don't stand on my positive mojo or I'll take you down with a laugh and a smile. you little.... okay this blog is not going in the direction I meant it to!)
Smiles!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Tuesday 22 February 2011 - existance
I sometimes wonder if the world really is a stage? Some large, unfathomable stage beyond our comprehension. And, as Bill Shakespeare lamented, we are all players, doing our bit and then fading to black.
But my thought is how do we even know what the play is? Or what our parts are? How do we know that the janitor down the corridor doesn't have a bigger part to play simply by his own existence then you will ever have yourself? Simply because of his personality? Or the fact that he shined a certain tile that will cause someone to slip which will start a law suit that will herald the change of certain laws that will in turn eventually lead to large scale corruption, accusation, nuclear war and the extinction of the koala?
And if life is a play, is there an audience? Is the play set by a script we can't understand, forming our destiny even as we think ourselves free agents? Or are we free to do and be as we wish and the helter-skelter of our lives merely a rushing of ants that has no consequence to it at all?
How do we ever know?
Well that's enough philosophy, I'm off to have some grapes, which at least I know are here, predestined or otherwise!
But my thought is how do we even know what the play is? Or what our parts are? How do we know that the janitor down the corridor doesn't have a bigger part to play simply by his own existence then you will ever have yourself? Simply because of his personality? Or the fact that he shined a certain tile that will cause someone to slip which will start a law suit that will herald the change of certain laws that will in turn eventually lead to large scale corruption, accusation, nuclear war and the extinction of the koala?
And if life is a play, is there an audience? Is the play set by a script we can't understand, forming our destiny even as we think ourselves free agents? Or are we free to do and be as we wish and the helter-skelter of our lives merely a rushing of ants that has no consequence to it at all?
How do we ever know?
Well that's enough philosophy, I'm off to have some grapes, which at least I know are here, predestined or otherwise!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Monday 21 February 2011 - don't forget it
I think relationships are simple.
It's the people in them that can complicate matters and bugger it up.
It's why a relationship that has everything going for it can explode meatily or why one where everyone smirks and says, "It'll never last", ends up going into the far flung future with a wink and a smile.
It's all about your mentality and your views on the relationships you have.
Do you see the relationship in a positive light? Do you give it your all? Is this what you really want from life? ARE YOU HAPPY?
Because, in the end, everything is really that simple, as regretful hindsight will always show you, one way or the other.
It's the people in them that can complicate matters and bugger it up.
It's why a relationship that has everything going for it can explode meatily or why one where everyone smirks and says, "It'll never last", ends up going into the far flung future with a wink and a smile.
It's all about your mentality and your views on the relationships you have.
Do you see the relationship in a positive light? Do you give it your all? Is this what you really want from life? ARE YOU HAPPY?
Because, in the end, everything is really that simple, as regretful hindsight will always show you, one way or the other.
Sunday 20 February 2011 - which switch
The new week is coming! The new week is coming!
And doesn't it just demand to be seized and used in a way that will leave us breathless and run ragged, but burning and feeling alive like never before?
Yeah hey, I think so!
I fully 100% believe in that theory, that the beginning of a new day is the first day of the rest of your life. And so is the next and the next and the next!
You can completely '360 degree' your life in the course of just one day! There are no rules or procedures or functions or built in anti-missile ware that says you have to be who you were even only the day before! You just be you in the best way that you can be, even if that means a new out look on life or view on the world or even perhaps, just finally throwing away your lucky pair of underwear because Dude, they're just gross!
Change happens all the time and nothing out there says we can't be the one's to start it! So if you want to eat healthier, quit smoking, spend more time with your kids, spend more time with your blow up doll Nancy or just spend a little bit of time outdoors soaking up some UVB's instead of sitting in doors 24/7, well, why not?
And I write this on Sunday so that you have plenty of time to decide if this is going to be your approach to Monday! (And if not then you can crack another beer, laugh to yourself and go back to your pay per view porn, no mess no fuss.)
For everyone else... LET'S GO KICK BUTT!!!
And doesn't it just demand to be seized and used in a way that will leave us breathless and run ragged, but burning and feeling alive like never before?
Yeah hey, I think so!
I fully 100% believe in that theory, that the beginning of a new day is the first day of the rest of your life. And so is the next and the next and the next!
You can completely '360 degree' your life in the course of just one day! There are no rules or procedures or functions or built in anti-missile ware that says you have to be who you were even only the day before! You just be you in the best way that you can be, even if that means a new out look on life or view on the world or even perhaps, just finally throwing away your lucky pair of underwear because Dude, they're just gross!
Change happens all the time and nothing out there says we can't be the one's to start it! So if you want to eat healthier, quit smoking, spend more time with your kids, spend more time with your blow up doll Nancy or just spend a little bit of time outdoors soaking up some UVB's instead of sitting in doors 24/7, well, why not?
And I write this on Sunday so that you have plenty of time to decide if this is going to be your approach to Monday! (And if not then you can crack another beer, laugh to yourself and go back to your pay per view porn, no mess no fuss.)
For everyone else... LET'S GO KICK BUTT!!!
Friday, February 18, 2011
Saturday 19 February 2011 - wedded bliss
"Going to the chapel and we're gonna (watch other people) get married!!"
That's right off to a wedding today! It's going to be soooooooo interesting because I'll not know a single soul there except the person I'm going with. In fact the only way I'll know the bride is by that big, white meringue she's wearing, and I figure the groom will be the guy who looks like he wants to cry and needs someone to hold him, maybe even his bride.
But I love weddings, as long as I'm a guest and not an active participant! Well okay maybe a brides maid but only in a really cute dress, none of that puked up stuff most brides seem to want to embarrass they're friends in. I mean shiny purple and green piping were never ever meant to mix! Every time they do an angel dies!!)
I like watching folk at weddings. Seeing what categories they fall into. Drunken best friends, desperate brides maid, maiden aunt, angry parent, happy go lucky kids, loud uncles, party crashes, the bored, the joyful, the tearful, the indifferent...
I also love to see how people pull off their weddings. Something small with friends, something huge and gaudy and excessive? What flowers do they have? How many people are falling asleep during the ceremony (or secretly watching sports on their phones), what sort of speech is given for the happy couple (and do we laugh genuinely or because it's expected of us?)
Weddings are a whole fascinating little world unto themselves!
Oh and if you need me, I'll be the short red head in the black dress staring out the window, a trillion miles away who's forgotten to pay attention to anything I just wrote above!
That's right off to a wedding today! It's going to be soooooooo interesting because I'll not know a single soul there except the person I'm going with. In fact the only way I'll know the bride is by that big, white meringue she's wearing, and I figure the groom will be the guy who looks like he wants to cry and needs someone to hold him, maybe even his bride.
But I love weddings, as long as I'm a guest and not an active participant! Well okay maybe a brides maid but only in a really cute dress, none of that puked up stuff most brides seem to want to embarrass they're friends in. I mean shiny purple and green piping were never ever meant to mix! Every time they do an angel dies!!)
I like watching folk at weddings. Seeing what categories they fall into. Drunken best friends, desperate brides maid, maiden aunt, angry parent, happy go lucky kids, loud uncles, party crashes, the bored, the joyful, the tearful, the indifferent...
I also love to see how people pull off their weddings. Something small with friends, something huge and gaudy and excessive? What flowers do they have? How many people are falling asleep during the ceremony (or secretly watching sports on their phones), what sort of speech is given for the happy couple (and do we laugh genuinely or because it's expected of us?)
Weddings are a whole fascinating little world unto themselves!
Oh and if you need me, I'll be the short red head in the black dress staring out the window, a trillion miles away who's forgotten to pay attention to anything I just wrote above!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Friday 18 February 2011 - eeeek
I do love enthusiasm and excitement for things!!! Sometimes I get all riled up, kinda like now, with no idea as to why I'm so excitable but happy just to be excited!
I've been feeling all keyed up and happy about today since yesterday afternoon, and I still have no clue why? I'm not going anywhere special, not doing anything wow and not sacrificing anyone on the Alter of the Spaghetti God (That's Tuesdays). So why the hype? I don't work *has moment of painful silence* so it's not like Friday being the golden gate to the weekend is particularly Holy Cheese!
Maybe there's some unknown goodie coming that I can only sense with my mind?!
Or maybe not hey...
But don't you love being excited about things? Like when you're looking forward to an event, say you have a birthday party, or concert or that much anticipated circumcision! Yay!
I see most events as being part of a three phase action plan!
First Phase - the tastiest phase, the build up! The 'ooooooh-la-la' feelings of anticipation and of day dreaming and wonder and pondering and shivers of delight at what could happen! I often find this is the best part of the whole enchilada! My mind can come up with the most entertaining thoughts!
Second Phase - The actual event! Definitely a lot of fun but sadly, sometimes it can fall flat. People make other plans, you don't get what you want, Mad Uncle Freddy pees in the soda fountain again... you know how it goes. That's why phase 1 is so important! If you get to live through days of joyful excitement then having just one, even if it's D-day, fall flat is not as painful. Well that's how it works this side. And of course, if the event itself is Wow, then bonus dude, like totally!!
Third Phase - The remembering and the telling of the event to your family, friends and posse! This is the most interesting part because it's fascinating to see how two people experiencing the same event at the same time, can have two utterly different, even opposing, views on it! Also interesting to see how people's memory of things changes as time does. Embarrassing moments become funny, sweet moments become bitter, or the part where you acted like a total ass gets conveniently "forgotten".
Or of course you get days like today when you just feel all over tingly good for no particular reason. Three phases be buggered.
but that's okay.
I'm good with that too!
I've been feeling all keyed up and happy about today since yesterday afternoon, and I still have no clue why? I'm not going anywhere special, not doing anything wow and not sacrificing anyone on the Alter of the Spaghetti God (That's Tuesdays). So why the hype? I don't work *has moment of painful silence* so it's not like Friday being the golden gate to the weekend is particularly Holy Cheese!
Maybe there's some unknown goodie coming that I can only sense with my mind?!
Or maybe not hey...
But don't you love being excited about things? Like when you're looking forward to an event, say you have a birthday party, or concert or that much anticipated circumcision! Yay!
I see most events as being part of a three phase action plan!
First Phase - the tastiest phase, the build up! The 'ooooooh-la-la' feelings of anticipation and of day dreaming and wonder and pondering and shivers of delight at what could happen! I often find this is the best part of the whole enchilada! My mind can come up with the most entertaining thoughts!
Second Phase - The actual event! Definitely a lot of fun but sadly, sometimes it can fall flat. People make other plans, you don't get what you want, Mad Uncle Freddy pees in the soda fountain again... you know how it goes. That's why phase 1 is so important! If you get to live through days of joyful excitement then having just one, even if it's D-day, fall flat is not as painful. Well that's how it works this side. And of course, if the event itself is Wow, then bonus dude, like totally!!
Third Phase - The remembering and the telling of the event to your family, friends and posse! This is the most interesting part because it's fascinating to see how two people experiencing the same event at the same time, can have two utterly different, even opposing, views on it! Also interesting to see how people's memory of things changes as time does. Embarrassing moments become funny, sweet moments become bitter, or the part where you acted like a total ass gets conveniently "forgotten".
Or of course you get days like today when you just feel all over tingly good for no particular reason. Three phases be buggered.
but that's okay.
I'm good with that too!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Thursday 17 February 2011 - Part B - lighten the mood
3 hours sleep,
3 hours sleep.
See how I rant,
See how I rant.
I really could have done with more,
put my head down for at least four,
but Thursday came banging on the door,
3 hours sleep,
3 hours sleep!
3 hours sleep.
See how I rant,
See how I rant.
I really could have done with more,
put my head down for at least four,
but Thursday came banging on the door,
3 hours sleep,
3 hours sleep!
Thursday 17 February 2011 - accept me
What is it that we crave more then acceptance?
Now we know we will never be accepted by everyone. For every person who agrees with our choices and decisions there will always be their polar opposite, someone who disapproves, looks down on us or sneers.
Yet still we want to be accepted.
And maybe not even by the masses out there. Maybe it’s just enough to have one person?
This one person who accepts you totally for who you are. Whether it’s you at your peak, catching stars between your teeth, all carefree and shining or whether it’s you at your most vulnerable, and scared and lonely.
We can’t always choose the paths we walk, and oh but sometimes these paths are so very dark. Full of a sort of blackness that’s cloying and needy and only too happy to fold you into it. And that’s when that steadying hand is so desperately needed! Just one caring hand, to pull you back and help you up when you’re on your knees and sinking.
One person.
They can be a loving family member, or an awesome friend, or perhaps a worthy lover. And they may not be beautiful, or rich, or witty or charming or anything like you’d think they ought to be. But they’re there and in all of this, and in all of that, they’re not going anywhere.
Which makes them the most beautiful person you’ll ever know.
Because without even that, what do we do, but run off into the darkness blindly, screaming inside.
Now we know we will never be accepted by everyone. For every person who agrees with our choices and decisions there will always be their polar opposite, someone who disapproves, looks down on us or sneers.
Yet still we want to be accepted.
And maybe not even by the masses out there. Maybe it’s just enough to have one person?
This one person who accepts you totally for who you are. Whether it’s you at your peak, catching stars between your teeth, all carefree and shining or whether it’s you at your most vulnerable, and scared and lonely.
We can’t always choose the paths we walk, and oh but sometimes these paths are so very dark. Full of a sort of blackness that’s cloying and needy and only too happy to fold you into it. And that’s when that steadying hand is so desperately needed! Just one caring hand, to pull you back and help you up when you’re on your knees and sinking.
One person.
They can be a loving family member, or an awesome friend, or perhaps a worthy lover. And they may not be beautiful, or rich, or witty or charming or anything like you’d think they ought to be. But they’re there and in all of this, and in all of that, they’re not going anywhere.
Which makes them the most beautiful person you’ll ever know.
Because without even that, what do we do, but run off into the darkness blindly, screaming inside.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Wednesday 16 February 2011 - midnight snack
Aaah I didn't sleep well! *Waits a moment for any outpouring of sympathy*
First off I'd had a hectic Tuesday and my mind had to dissect each part of the day and find out if there was any way to blame someone else for it. Sadly not, which okay is often the case.
Then, just as I was dozing off, in the wee hours of the morn, and dreaming about milking cows and making cheese, I had a small but determined spider slip under my shirt, crawl up my back and make it to my neck before I sent him on a one way ticket to the Great Karmic Wheel of Rebirth.
But of course, after that, I spent the remainder of the time waiting for his accomplices to make an appearance. You know, I've never been visited by more then one spider a night yet the urge to be vigilant doesn't fade. Because I know, the day I don't sit being paranoid, is the day a whole gang will come and do a mariachi dance on my spine!
You know that your average person eats 3 spiders a year in their sleep? And that's excluding any little flies or bugs who might also go a-wandering around your toothy cavern of DOOM!
That don't bother me none though. My thought here is, if they don't set off my allergies and I don't know I've chomped an arachnid then ah well, just more unexpected protein. Why fuss?
So saying I'm not going to go into the garden and start foraging for goggies! (Regardless of how tasty the termites look this year!)
Um, how did I get onto this topic again?
First off I'd had a hectic Tuesday and my mind had to dissect each part of the day and find out if there was any way to blame someone else for it. Sadly not, which okay is often the case.
Then, just as I was dozing off, in the wee hours of the morn, and dreaming about milking cows and making cheese, I had a small but determined spider slip under my shirt, crawl up my back and make it to my neck before I sent him on a one way ticket to the Great Karmic Wheel of Rebirth.
But of course, after that, I spent the remainder of the time waiting for his accomplices to make an appearance. You know, I've never been visited by more then one spider a night yet the urge to be vigilant doesn't fade. Because I know, the day I don't sit being paranoid, is the day a whole gang will come and do a mariachi dance on my spine!
You know that your average person eats 3 spiders a year in their sleep? And that's excluding any little flies or bugs who might also go a-wandering around your toothy cavern of DOOM!
That don't bother me none though. My thought here is, if they don't set off my allergies and I don't know I've chomped an arachnid then ah well, just more unexpected protein. Why fuss?
So saying I'm not going to go into the garden and start foraging for goggies! (Regardless of how tasty the termites look this year!)
Um, how did I get onto this topic again?
Tuesday 15 February 2011 - Sh*t
Monday was a crap day. Tuesday was a crap day where maggots had gotten in and blue bottles were tap dancing about as the ripe smell of it wafted gently in the breeze. I really, really hope Wednesday will sprout a few roses from all this poop...
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Monday 14 February 2011 - For YOU!
HAPPY VALENTINE'S YOU LOVABLE PEOPLE!!!!
Thank you for reading my blogs and for enriching my life in all your small,(and often weird) ways! I truly am blessed!
XXX!!!!
*^_^*
13 February 2011 - facebooked up
I feel very sorry for people who don't like facebook.
Though to be honest, I'm not 100% sure why?
I suspect mostly it's because I'm on facebook and personally, isn't that reason enough to have it?!
Let's see, why do I like it?
Well..
I can post my blogs and such there and get far more comments then here on Blogspot. I find folk are a taaaaaaaaaaad bit lazy and prefer the blog to come to them rather then the other way around.
It's a nifty way to see what my friends are up to and if I should be raving jealous of them or not (Every time someone mentions the munching of melon, oh how my blood runs cold!); I can make new friends around the world I'd never have made in reality (And one or two stalkers but what's life without the depraved?); I get to do my own status updates; keep all my photos there; chat on the somewhat wonky FB chat and do quizes to find out what colour suits me best? What anime girl am I or even what was I in a previous life time! (Lab rabbit).
See? Isn't social networking fun?
(Please say yes or I might realize how sad I am!!!)
Though to be honest, I'm not 100% sure why?
I suspect mostly it's because I'm on facebook and personally, isn't that reason enough to have it?!
Let's see, why do I like it?
Well..
I can post my blogs and such there and get far more comments then here on Blogspot. I find folk are a taaaaaaaaaaad bit lazy and prefer the blog to come to them rather then the other way around.
It's a nifty way to see what my friends are up to and if I should be raving jealous of them or not (Every time someone mentions the munching of melon, oh how my blood runs cold!); I can make new friends around the world I'd never have made in reality (And one or two stalkers but what's life without the depraved?); I get to do my own status updates; keep all my photos there; chat on the somewhat wonky FB chat and do quizes to find out what colour suits me best? What anime girl am I or even what was I in a previous life time! (Lab rabbit).
See? Isn't social networking fun?
(Please say yes or I might realize how sad I am!!!)
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Saturday 12 February 2011 - bday!
YAY!! It's my Birthday!!
And I'm 33! Which you have to admit is a very neat, spiffy looking number! I think we'll get along just fine!
I don't ever see birthdays as a bad thing! They mean you're still alive for a start, which in my books is always a ginormous plus! I like presents as well! They're not essential but they do add a nice shimmery glow to the whole process!
What get's me is do you think your younger self would like who you are today?
(Mine would be royally peeved that I still don't know what I'm going to be when I grow up, but other then that she and I would get on together better then fire and gasoline!)
Yours?
And I'm 33! Which you have to admit is a very neat, spiffy looking number! I think we'll get along just fine!
I don't ever see birthdays as a bad thing! They mean you're still alive for a start, which in my books is always a ginormous plus! I like presents as well! They're not essential but they do add a nice shimmery glow to the whole process!
What get's me is do you think your younger self would like who you are today?
(Mine would be royally peeved that I still don't know what I'm going to be when I grow up, but other then that she and I would get on together better then fire and gasoline!)
Yours?
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Thursday 10 February 2011 - say cheese
Is it just me or do all pretty people seem to look like each other? Like clones with just a few features changed to try and throw you off the scent?
I was whisking through a glossy magazine,(Yes, I like to read them, how else will I know '30 ways to tell if he loves you or his koala more?' or 'Ten hot new sex tips that let's face it you already know but we've rehashed to sell more mags'), and I just noticed that all the gorgeous people looked strikingly similar.
I find perfection boring.
Nice to look at on occasion, like an art work you admire from afar, but who wants to take the expensive thing home?
I like people with flaws. To me it gives them such character! There are so many people I've had to bite my tongue not to ask if I could take a photo of them simply because some feature of theirs was so "off" that it made them fascinating to look at!
Odd people make my eyes sparkle!
To me they are the most fascinating! I could stare all day!
And no I don't mean that in a bad or mean way. I just love nature's creativity!
And they often have the best personalities, have you noticed that? It's like because they weren't the prize winning heifers in the herd, they went on to actually develop a personality and not leave it stunted and malformed like the average looker - teehee.
What's your view?
p.s. Can I take a photo of you?
KIDDING!!!!
maybe.
I was whisking through a glossy magazine,(Yes, I like to read them, how else will I know '30 ways to tell if he loves you or his koala more?' or 'Ten hot new sex tips that let's face it you already know but we've rehashed to sell more mags'), and I just noticed that all the gorgeous people looked strikingly similar.
I find perfection boring.
Nice to look at on occasion, like an art work you admire from afar, but who wants to take the expensive thing home?
I like people with flaws. To me it gives them such character! There are so many people I've had to bite my tongue not to ask if I could take a photo of them simply because some feature of theirs was so "off" that it made them fascinating to look at!
Odd people make my eyes sparkle!
To me they are the most fascinating! I could stare all day!
And no I don't mean that in a bad or mean way. I just love nature's creativity!
And they often have the best personalities, have you noticed that? It's like because they weren't the prize winning heifers in the herd, they went on to actually develop a personality and not leave it stunted and malformed like the average looker - teehee.
What's your view?
p.s. Can I take a photo of you?
KIDDING!!!!
maybe.
Wednesday 09 February 2011 - Part B
Thought of the day Part B:- Useful advice
When you want to know exactly how a suntan lotion smells, may I recommend not putting your nose right next to the hole and squeezing the bottle, however gently. Because you never know when there's cream just WAITING for the moment to come shooting out and up your nose and down your right hand in a magnificent cascading arc of white frothiness!
Should this, however, happen to you. Then may I recommend not breathing in suddenly in shock. Just because.
Finally may I recommend having a friend with you who just happens to have a handkerchief with them so that you can remove said invading forces from your nostrils as fast as humanly possible, and rub the rest of it where ever there's free skin as onlookers watch you in puzzlement?
Then try your best to enjoy your day where everything is strangely and strongly lotion scented.
Some friendly advice.
When you want to know exactly how a suntan lotion smells, may I recommend not putting your nose right next to the hole and squeezing the bottle, however gently. Because you never know when there's cream just WAITING for the moment to come shooting out and up your nose and down your right hand in a magnificent cascading arc of white frothiness!
Should this, however, happen to you. Then may I recommend not breathing in suddenly in shock. Just because.
Finally may I recommend having a friend with you who just happens to have a handkerchief with them so that you can remove said invading forces from your nostrils as fast as humanly possible, and rub the rest of it where ever there's free skin as onlookers watch you in puzzlement?
Then try your best to enjoy your day where everything is strangely and strongly lotion scented.
Some friendly advice.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Wednesday 09 February - your bit
What do you bring to the mix?
What is it about you that sticks out and adds value, not just to your life but to the lives of others around you?
I'm thinking along these deep, electrical lines because I've noticed how so many people are happy to vampire onto others good vibes, expecting things from them,gimme gimme gimme, while contributing nothing of value to the whole itself.
Sometimes it's just little things you can do to make your surroundings better, smile at co-workers; keeping a positive attitude; actually listening when people talk or keeping and feeding an open mind. Doing little kind, considerate things, or going out of your way a little to improve someone's day a lot.
Don't go around thinking you're a superior breed, nose in the air like you just don't care. Because trust me that will end up being reciprocated and not in the fall-to-the-floor-and-worship sort of way you feel is your birthright. And eventually,when you fall or when you fail, instead of support and understanding, there will just be knowing smiles and smirks, and people filming it for Youtube.
It costs nothing to be a nice person but it can cost everything to be a total ass.
So don't be okay? Or I'll give you such a smack upside the head!
What is it about you that sticks out and adds value, not just to your life but to the lives of others around you?
I'm thinking along these deep, electrical lines because I've noticed how so many people are happy to vampire onto others good vibes, expecting things from them,gimme gimme gimme, while contributing nothing of value to the whole itself.
Sometimes it's just little things you can do to make your surroundings better, smile at co-workers; keeping a positive attitude; actually listening when people talk or keeping and feeding an open mind. Doing little kind, considerate things, or going out of your way a little to improve someone's day a lot.
Don't go around thinking you're a superior breed, nose in the air like you just don't care. Because trust me that will end up being reciprocated and not in the fall-to-the-floor-and-worship sort of way you feel is your birthright. And eventually,when you fall or when you fail, instead of support and understanding, there will just be knowing smiles and smirks, and people filming it for Youtube.
It costs nothing to be a nice person but it can cost everything to be a total ass.
So don't be okay? Or I'll give you such a smack upside the head!
Monday, February 7, 2011
Tuesday 08 February 2011 - small victory... perhaps
I am busy installing stuff on my computer all on my very own!
This is the equivalent of someone saying they're removing a bee hive with the swimming pool leaf net and a pointy stick. Sure it could work, but everyone waits with baited breath all the same, standing two steps back, just in case.
Look it can't possibly be that hard to install software onto a computer! My view? Just click 'Yes' to every question they ask you!
Install X? Yes!
Run Y? Yes!
Sell your Soul? Yes!
Cool! I now have a ton of weird new icons on my desktop! When I’m not 100% sure what to do with them I stick them in a file called, “Junk...Perhaps”. It keeps my desktop neat and spiffy looking. Haven’t the foggiest what most of these apps do but having them makes me feel all warm and glowy!
Besides, in the end I managed to get everything done! Hooray!!!
Hmmn, what’s that burning smell?
This is the equivalent of someone saying they're removing a bee hive with the swimming pool leaf net and a pointy stick. Sure it could work, but everyone waits with baited breath all the same, standing two steps back, just in case.
Look it can't possibly be that hard to install software onto a computer! My view? Just click 'Yes' to every question they ask you!
Install X? Yes!
Run Y? Yes!
Sell your Soul? Yes!
Cool! I now have a ton of weird new icons on my desktop! When I’m not 100% sure what to do with them I stick them in a file called, “Junk...Perhaps”. It keeps my desktop neat and spiffy looking. Haven’t the foggiest what most of these apps do but having them makes me feel all warm and glowy!
Besides, in the end I managed to get everything done! Hooray!!!
Hmmn, what’s that burning smell?
07 February 2011 - humour me
I was going to go on and on about my evil allergies and how annoying they are but I've decided not to give them that satisfaction! *Take that!!*
Besides, non allergic people are just not sympathetic enough! Yes, that's you! You flawed, heartless beast! *scratch scratch*
Poor me.
Besides, non allergic people are just not sympathetic enough! Yes, that's you! You flawed, heartless beast! *scratch scratch*
Poor me.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Saturday 05 February 2011 - got soul brotha!
What music do you like?
I don't think I've met a single human being that doesn't like some or other form of music. From the Music Ho's who love pretty much everything out there, to the picky ass listeners (that would be me), who only listen to this or that song as the mood hits them.
I don't know of anything that can affect so many people in so many different ways. Even two fans of the same song will 'feel' it differently. Music is the most private and yet most gregarious of human pleasures.
So here is my eclectic mix of current, (subject to change without notice), Top 10 Favorite songs / music. Do you we share any similarities? Want to recommend anything to me?
1. The middle - Jimmy eat world
2. Nuvole Bianche - Ludovico Einaudi
3. Run - Snow Patrol
4. Mika - Kick Ass
5. Spieluhr - Rammstein
6. Side of the moon - parlotones
7. Mezame - Yuki Kajiura
8. Suna no Oshiro - kanon wakeshima
9. Hot - Avril Lavinge
10. Wings of heaven - Tiamat
I don't think I've met a single human being that doesn't like some or other form of music. From the Music Ho's who love pretty much everything out there, to the picky ass listeners (that would be me), who only listen to this or that song as the mood hits them.
I don't know of anything that can affect so many people in so many different ways. Even two fans of the same song will 'feel' it differently. Music is the most private and yet most gregarious of human pleasures.
So here is my eclectic mix of current, (subject to change without notice), Top 10 Favorite songs / music. Do you we share any similarities? Want to recommend anything to me?
1. The middle - Jimmy eat world
2. Nuvole Bianche - Ludovico Einaudi
3. Run - Snow Patrol
4. Mika - Kick Ass
5. Spieluhr - Rammstein
6. Side of the moon - parlotones
7. Mezame - Yuki Kajiura
8. Suna no Oshiro - kanon wakeshima
9. Hot - Avril Lavinge
10. Wings of heaven - Tiamat
Friday 04 February 2011 - !!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOHOO!!! Today is a hyper active, super wow, OHMIGOD, electrovibes-down-the-spine day!! I am functioning on too little sleep and too much fructose!! I can feel the sugar in my arms!! It's a total head rush! (That made sense in my head promise!) I have my peppy music up loud! (Just one song over and over but it's a keeper*), and I'm blogging and doing something else I forgot now so it can't be that important!!
Tonight I'm going to fix a ginormous pot of rice and peas (envy me for it will taste awesome!), half drown in the bath, man I wish we had bubble bath! - wonder if shampoo would work? -, then squirm into some fluffy PJ's, and watch a bunch of action packed, awesome series with my nifty buddy till my brain turns into a fine, runny cheese! Magnifico!!
I just felt you should know that!
*Jimmy eat world - The Middle
Tonight I'm going to fix a ginormous pot of rice and peas (envy me for it will taste awesome!), half drown in the bath, man I wish we had bubble bath! - wonder if shampoo would work? -, then squirm into some fluffy PJ's, and watch a bunch of action packed, awesome series with my nifty buddy till my brain turns into a fine, runny cheese! Magnifico!!
I just felt you should know that!
*Jimmy eat world - The Middle
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Thursday 03 February 2011 - been there
Hmmmn, I was thinking about that saying,
"You don't know what you've got until you lose it".
And I disagree.
I think many of us know exactly what we have, we just don't expect to lose it.
And when we do? That's when the Earthquake shock wave whammies into you and you clutch at the air, the gaping hole, in a panic and fully realize what you've done.
Gratitude - when you lose it you pretty much lose everything.
"You don't know what you've got until you lose it".
And I disagree.
I think many of us know exactly what we have, we just don't expect to lose it.
And when we do? That's when the Earthquake shock wave whammies into you and you clutch at the air, the gaping hole, in a panic and fully realize what you've done.
Gratitude - when you lose it you pretty much lose everything.
02 February 2011 - snot at all!
I made my usual frozen mashed banana today. Alas two things were against me:-
1. I came home late so it lost an hour point five of freezing time = super soggy.
2. The bananas, while ripe, had this odd rubbery core that made mashing rather taxing.
So anyway I pulled this fine treat from the fridge and began munching it with the rapturous joy that all tasty fruit consumption deserves.
BUT.
Now don't get me wrong, it tasted very nice, yum yum and then some.
BUT.
But the consistency... that rubbery, slick, moist, slimy feel in your mouth... ye gods! I realized that this is exactly what eating a pot of snot would have felt like!
Then I wondered to myself, "And how would you know what a pot of snot would be like to eat, Ms. Hudson?"
Then I had a most uncomfortable moment with myself.
The End.
1. I came home late so it lost an hour point five of freezing time = super soggy.
2. The bananas, while ripe, had this odd rubbery core that made mashing rather taxing.
So anyway I pulled this fine treat from the fridge and began munching it with the rapturous joy that all tasty fruit consumption deserves.
BUT.
Now don't get me wrong, it tasted very nice, yum yum and then some.
BUT.
But the consistency... that rubbery, slick, moist, slimy feel in your mouth... ye gods! I realized that this is exactly what eating a pot of snot would have felt like!
Then I wondered to myself, "And how would you know what a pot of snot would be like to eat, Ms. Hudson?"
Then I had a most uncomfortable moment with myself.
The End.
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