200

200.

According to Google image, this is how to celebrate. Look and learn people.

Personally, I prefer toHowever, I do feel that 200 posts is somewhat of a milestone and milestones should not go unaknowledged. So I am celebrating with a movie:

That's right, i'm undercutting 300... come and see me instead... same price, alot less value (Cash only please, I don't accept credit card, and you pesky student card holders can pay the same price as everybody else).

oh. that doesn't really work, does it? Well, best get on with it then.

So...my 200th post eh? I've written alot of crazy things in the last 15 months... some of them on my blog, and some of them not! Sometimes you've probably been able to glean from my writing what's been going on in my life, and sometimes you probably just thought I was crazy and/or on drugs. I've been up and down and in and out and around - the world, my head, my life. Obviously, I'm not the most stable of personalities, so I hope that's provided you with some entertainment!

I didn't really start writing this blog for other people to read it... In fact, sometimes now I find myself wishing that none of the people who read it knew me, because I have to be quite guarded about what I write. I've often started writing a post, and then realised I couldn't possibly post it and had to change it- hence some of the things you read may make absolutely no sense if you don't know what's going on, which generally few people do (I like to keep you all guessing, ok?). There's no anonymity any more, and therefore less freedom... I like to bare my soul to the universe, but without ever having to be confronted by it in reality. However, whilst a readership who knows me in the real world has it's limitations, it has the upside that people can mostly keep up with my life without me ever having to specifically talk to them - get a blog, the ultimate lazy/busy person's "keeping in contact" tool!

Today, whilst I am in an absolutely fabulous mood for a number of reasons - mainly just because things are going right last night and today, I am feeling quite uninspired writing-wise. So, I don't have much that's witty or thought-provoking to mark this post, but I would just like to thank you all for reading, however regularly or intermittently, particularly to those of you who comment, and super-especially to those of you who read each post and realise that it's part of something bigger happening in my life at any given moment.

Pressure's Off

OH MY GOODNESS... I just logged into blogger, after many hours of fruitless pondering the topic of my 200th post. What does it mean? It has to be good... What can I write about? Does it need to be special? Should I dedicate it to someone/something?

Seriously people, I've spent alot of time thinking about this, and even going so far as to talk about it with some friends. I'm only thinking of you here, with all this effort. So i logged in, a few minutes ago... to have a look back through some of my old posts, searching for inspiration (i'm quite inspirational, you see?) only to be confronted by a very confronting fact: THIS IS ONLY MY 199TH POST.

Pressure's off...



FOR NOW!



oh crap. In making this my 199th post, I have now managed to heap the pressure RIGHT BACK ON MYSELF.




OK... how about we just forget about this whole 200th post business and go about our lives pretending it was never mentioned. I won't tell if you don't...

Musings

For your enjoyment, a selection of VERY random thoughts that have scurried through my brain over the last few days:

-Am i a high maintenance friend/colleague/acquaintance? Would I be a high maintenance girlfriend? I suspect yes.
-Is there a difference between being adorably neurotic and just fucking crazy?
-Do I expect too much from people?
-Geez my hair looks fabulous today (it really actually does... for the first time, like EVER, it's staying where I want it to go)
-I absolutely love my cute new jacket which is in a style I thought I hated until I tried it on (not realising it was a style I thought I hated)
-Am I too judgemental? ie. judging the jacket that I thought I hated, but proving myself wrong by trying it on, even though I wouldn't have tried it on had I realised what it was. Am I missing out on things I might like because I've decided I don't like them and therefore don't even try them?
-Does this mean I'm too judgemental of people? I guess this ties in with do I expect too much from people
-Why can't I have one consistent mood from now until forever? Or would that just be boring? But would it be better to be bored than to be up and down like a monkey on a tramampoline?
-Why won't blogger save my username and password so that I don't have to type it in every time I want to log in? Everything else on my PC comes up automatically. It's frustrating, especially since every time i tick the "remember me" button.
-Am I easily forgettable? or easily not think about-able?
-Why do I always remember things I need to do and people I need to call at 1am when it's too late to do anything about it, but never remember during the day when I CAN do something about it?
-Why do I find it so impossible to keep my room tidy? I think I have too much stuff. I need to un-clutter my life, but I like my stuff. Presumably the reason I bought it in the first place was because i like it.
-I need to get some art or photos for my walls - they are much too stark at the moment. Trouble is, it's the sort of thing that usually I think would be nice to say when people ask me what I want for my birthday, but then by the time my birthday comes around there are things I actually need (usually new runners, as I have got from my parents for the last 3 years in a row, because I keep leaving them in my car and they get stolen off the back seat. Luckily now I have a new car, hopefully this won't happen again *fingers crossed*)
-Why do I download music from itunes and pay for it instead of downloading it for free? It's not a moral thing, it's a lazy thing. My laziness is costing me money.
-Why am I so unmotivated about work at the moment? There just doesn't seem to be any fun in it.

And that's all for now folks. I have to get back to the grind.

A little bit country... a little bit pop and roll

Dear Friends,

I have some big news for you all, and I'm really not quite sure how to go about telling you. To most of you it will be very surprising; some of you will be a little disappointed, I'm sure; some of you may even feel the need to re-think your friendship with me. Despite all of this, I feel it's my duty to keep you all fully informed.

It's regarding my recent itunes purchases, a subject which I'm sure you will come to realise, if you haven't already, I take very serously.

I'm just going to come right out and say it: I bought country music.

There. That wasn't so bad was it?

Are you reeling? I know I was... in fact, I'm still coming to terms with it. How did I suddenly start liking a genre that, until recently, made me feel like slitting my wrists? And people... I didn't just buy ONE song... i bought THREE. Keith Urban (he needs a haircut) and the Dixie Chicks. It is really the Dixie chicks ones I love though. There is something about any song that includes the lyrics "i'm still mad as hell," that just appeals to me.

This song was the first one... and I'm a little concerned that it may have opened the floodgates. Where to now? Do i try to go back to the place I was in before? That comfortable rock/pop/rnb land of happiness? Or do I explore this new and inexplicable discovery?

As I'm sure you can tell, i'm a confused woman. However, I'm sure that with the help and support of my family and friends I'll emerge from this difficult and uncertain time a better and stronger person, but possibly wearing cowboy boots.

BSITWWW

It's official: I am the BEST sister in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD (BSITWWW).





Aren't I, brother dearest?





And now let me tell you why....





NOT ONLY did I answer my phone at 12.45AM when it rang and woke me up... but I hauled my ass out of bed and went and picked up my drunk-as-a-skunk trashbag brother. Then I woke him up this morning to make sure he didn't sleep in all day and fail to hand in his assignment that he was SUPPOSED to be doing last night instead of getting drunk, and I took him to a coffee shop to try and fix his hangover and enable him to (maybe sort of) function, and then I dropped him off at his car.




What happened after that is anybody's guess...




I would like to point out though, that as generous as it was Jase, your MASSIVE fart in my room at 1am is NOT adequate repayment for my generosity and selflessness. Nor is the half a bottle of water I poured all over you shortly afterwards adequate payback for the fart. All in all, you are WAAAAAAY in debt to me.



But don't stress your pretty little head about it all... I'll let you know when i need something from you!

Around and about

WELL... WHAT a week it has been. Tumultuous, busy, crazy, emotional, exciting and just downright exhausting!

I, as per usual recently, have been totally all over the place. So let me start from the beginning:

Last friday was my dear eldest sister's 30th birthday. My other dear sister and her new hubby flew in from Singapore for the evening (yes, that's right, the evening) and we went out for a FABULOUS dinner at Bistro I in the city. When I say fabulous, I really truly mean it on many different levels: It's rare these days for our family to all be together, so when we are, it's very special. not ONLY that, but we were all in really good form (if I do say so myself!), so not only was it nice to have everybody there, but we all enjoyed it, there were no fights (not even the hint of an argument), no tired and grumpy people (particularly impressive for those who got off a plane at 4.45AM). The food itself was also fabulous (I'm loving this word, have you noticed?) and we went out for some FABULOUS fun and frivolities (ie cocktails and gambling) until the wee hours of the morning. Here is a photo of my lovely sisters and I enjoying ourselves (I promise the boys were there, they are just in hiding photo-wise):

Saturday was a lovely relaxing day, including shopping, eating, drinking and movies.

Sunday i dived a new wreck (the Courier, 42m), a submarine I've been to many times before and a beautiful reef. Conditions were beautiful at the top, not so great at the bottom - murky with HUGE surges, but hey, you can't have everything!

This week at work has been big - 8 people were made redundant today, and I've known for weeks it was going to happen. One is a very good friend of mine, the rest I couldn't really care less about. I felt bad that I knew but couldn't say anything, but obviously I COULDN'T say anything. I also feel a little bit bad that I think it's a good thing and I'm glad it happened... However, perhaps as karma for that my workload is about to probably double AGAIN (I will now be doing 3 peoples jobs), so AGAIN, i'll go through a period of being stressed out of my head and rushed off my feet at work while I settle into how to fit everything in.

It's officially 6 weeks today until I go away (yes, my dear sister kindly INFORMED my dad at the birthday dinner that I was going on holiday and would be taking a week and a bit off work - it actually worked quite well!), so my aim is to organised, to be fit and to be healthy for those 6 weeks, because otherwise I will be too exhausted to enjoy the first few days, and lord knows the first few days of that particular week will be exhausting enough without having hangover tiredness from work!

So... i'd better get back to it.

Hungry Jacks

My gift to women across the world:

It's as good a reason as any (and better than most!)

I can assure you guys, you probably don't really want to click on that link (Go on... DO IT!)

Worthy causes

Look, we're all busy people, but I genuinely believe that we should take time in our busy lives to contribute to causes about which we are passionate. Therefore I urge you all to click on this link and sign the petition to MAKE SURE PARIS HILTON GOES TO JAIL THE STUPID CELEBUTANTE COW.

A grateful world will thank you for the part you played, and one day, despite whatever else you may or may not achieve in your life, you will be able to tell your children that you took part in a worthy demonstration of your right to petition.

A tribute (not to me for a change!)

As it is nearly mothers day, I thought I would write a small tribute. Not to my mum, but to my dad (makes sense to me).

This tribute will be in the form of dad jokes. That's right, you all know them, and I'm pretty sure you all have dads who make them. If you're lucky, you won't have inherited that particular bad gene, if you're unlucky, like me, you will find yourself unable to resist the urge to crack a really terrible joke at the most inopportune moments.

Without further ado, some standard comments with "dad jokes" responses:

Me: "Oh cool!"
Dad: "Actually, it's quite hot today"

Me: "See, I'm not just a pretty face..."
Dad: "Some would say not even..."

Me: *walks into the kitchen in the morning with beautiful peep toe shoes on*
Dad: "You look nice, but your toes are going to get cold"

Me: *walks into the kitchen with 3/4 pants on*
Dad response #1: "Ooh I think your pants shrunk"
Dad response #2: "Couldn't you afford a whole pair of pants Tam?"

Seriously... people need only listen to my dad for about four seconds before they work out where I got my sense of humour from. My mum finds it particularly frustrating, because often the things that Dad and I find funny, she doesn't. At all. Perhaps this is because they are often at her expense, but dammit... she's just provides TOO many opportunities!

ALLLLLL over the place.

Well as anybody who has seen me in real life in the last couple of weeks (and there are very few of you who have) will have noticed, I've been particularly uninspired. I'm going through a "my life is a mess/I don't know what's going on/I need to do some washing and go to bed earlier" kind of phase. Rest assured though people, it will pass. It always does.

In the meantime, I have been pressured into finding some way to entertain you. So without further ado, things that make me laugh (please note that these are not guaranteed to be funny, as I have a notoriously odd/stupid/vicious sense of humour):

1. People who order 6 cheeseburgers at mcdonalds and a DIET coke. Would want to ingest any more calories than absolutely necessary now, would we people?

2. People who thought that Pepsi Max had not less sugar, but MORE. The catchphrase "don't worry, there's no sugar" didn't clue you in people?

3. Being almost rude and somewhat nasty to people I don't like at work, but then totally switching to light and sunshine so that they're not quite sure if I was being serious or just hilariously funny.

4. Along the same lines... using the fact that someone hasn't done something I asked them to as an excuse to be short with them, when really it's just that I don't like them!

5. Having a conversation with someone and them thinking they know what's going on, but really you're talking about something totally different and they have NO idea.

6. corny joke emails. Seriously people, I love them. I laugh at anything. I got one the other day with Luke Skywalker saying, "May the 4th be with you." I received it, funnily enough, on May the 4th. It's BRILLIANT.

7. David Hasselhoff giving his kids permission to film him when he's drunk... Nobody wants to see that buddy. The guy knows he has enough of a problem that he needs filming when he's drunk, but he needs filming when he's drunk to convince himself that he has a problem? My poor addled brain can't keep up.

8. The fact that Paris Hilton is going to jail. I'm surprised it has taken this long. The woman thinks it's unfair? Photos of her have been plastered all over magazines for years. We have been subjected to her ridiculous fashion, her vapid and vacuous comments in a voice that sounds like fingernails down a blackboard. The woman is famous for BEING FAMOUS... She's an idiot with billions of dollars for doing nothing. I think THAT'S UNFAIR. I think it's hilarious that she thinks it's unfair that she is going to jail for driving without a licence FOR THE THIRD TIME after she had her licence suspended for drink driving. Seriously... grow a brain, and if you can't do that, at least hire someone with brains to tell you what to say.

Bits and pieces and things:

I went to a wedding on Saturday. I went on my own. I went on my own DESPITE the fact that I didn't think I knew anybody going other than the bride and groom. I bought a new dress (any excuse), I bought new shoes (no excuse needed!) and I arrived. I got through an entire wedding and reception where I knew about 3 people (and it was fabulous to see them, people I haven't seen for a very long time), and I DROVE MYSELF HOME. That's right people, I went to an event filled with happy-in-love people and I didn't drink. In fact, I have to say, it didn't even make me feel vomitous as happy-in-love people usually do.

See how pleased and happy for them I look. Please note that THIS IS GENUINE! Don't all fall off your chairs at once!

On Sunday night I went to this great concert that was part of the Melbourne International Jazz Festival. I heard Jens someoneorother and James Morrison who was just absolutely fantastically brilliant, as always. I so enjoyed this, and getting to spend time with my bro and my parentals. Please be advised though, if you're ever going to anything at the Palms at Crown, they don't serve food apart from chips... which given that usually it's at dinner time, seems a little odd... eat before you go, or be prepared to pay 12 bucks for a piece of cheese and a biscuit!

Actually... all in all I had a great weekend. It was tres busy, and there was lots of driving involved, but good fun all round.

I'm really looking forward to next weekend too... it's my sister's 30th birthday on Friday night, and my other sister and brother-in-law are going to be here from singapore FOR THE NIGHT, so I'm mega excited about seeing them too. OOh on that note, does anybody have any good ideas to get for a 30th birthday present for a woman who has ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING???? Seriously... i'm at a total loss.

Also, does anybody have any good ideas for a good way to ask for another nearly two weeks off work to go on another diving holiday, which will be only 4 months after I got back from my last two weeks off work, especially given that I've already arranged everything EXCEPT for the time off? heh heh oops.

I have this huge big enormous urge to go and buy pretty shoes. I think I may just have to do that sometime soon...

horrorscopes

Leo: Passion is good but when it is out of control it can be very destructive. You need to be mindful of this over the next few days and don't do anything stupid or have an affair because it is more than likely to leave you demoralised and upset. Best plan of action; do nothing of this kind! You need to ground your thinking and your passion through hard work.

Damn. No affairs. Whatever else will I do with my time. SLEEP perhaps?

By the way, in case you were wondering, it's Monday and today I hate the world.

Nelly Liartardo

Nelly furtado is a liar.

Yep that's right, she looks innocent enough (apart from when she's being Promiscuous), but the girl who used to feel like a bird and is now quite trampy is a downright liar.

How do I know this?

You may well ask.

Lets take the lyrics of one of her recent songs, Say It Right:

Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me
No you don't mean nothing at all to me
Do you got what it takes to set me free

Methinks the girls is not telling the whole truth... who writes a song about someone who means NOTHING... If someone meant nothing to me, I damn well wouldn't be writing a hit song about them... I'd be erasing all memories of them from my poor failing brain. A song that inspires heartbroken people all over the world to tears and frustration, which I'm sure they sing along with in a woe-is-me fashion, a song whose popularity will go on for eternity (which in pop land is about 5 minutes... but still) just doesn't scream to me "I'm TOTALLY OVER YOU, FUCKER."

In fact, what it says is this: "you know what? I'd like to be over you, and I'm telling everybody that I"m over you. Look how over you I am, I even wrote a song about it so that I never ever ever have to think about how over you I'm not EVER AGAIN, I am woman hear me roar" etc. etc.

Nelly honey, you're only lying to yourself. But it's ok, we've all been there sister.

Nelly Liartardo

Nelly furtado is a liar.

Yep that's right, she looks innocent enough (apart from when she's being Promiscuous), but the girl who used to feel like a bird and is now quite trampy is a downright liar.

How do I know this?

You may well ask.

Lets take the lyrics of one of her recent songs, Say It Right:

Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me
No you don't mean nothing at all to me
Do you got what it takes to set me free

Methinks the girls is not telling the whole truth... who writes a song about someone who means NOTHING... If someone meant nothing to me, I damn well wouldn't be writing a hit song about them... I'd be erasing all memories of them from my poor failing brain. A song that inspires heartbroken people all over the world to tears and frustration, which I'm sure they sing along with in a woe-is-me fashion, a song whose popularity will go on for eternity (which in pop land is about 5 minutes... but still) just doesn't scream to me "I'm TOTALLY OVER YOU, FUCKER."

In fact, what it says is this: "you know what? I'd like to be over you, and I'm telling everybody that I"m over you. Look how over you I am, I even wrote a song about it so that I never ever ever have to think about how over you I'm not EVER AGAIN, I am woman hear me roar" etc. etc.

Nelly honey, you're only lying to yourself. But it's ok, we've all been there sister.

Moronicity. Is that even a word?

I have recently developed into a daft moron. I'm sure some of you will be thinking "it's not a recent development," but in the last two weeks alone I have:

-left my car unlocked all night
-forgotten my atm pin number
-lost my freaking wallet
-misplaced my passport, which without my wallet is my only other form of ID
-almost backed into someone
-sent an email to someone I didn't mean to send it to, and consequently not sent an important email to someone i DID mean to send it to
-tipped a glass of wine down my front whilst drunkenly trying to drink it "with no hands"
-realised that my car registration that was due in February hasn't been paid
-realised that my dog's council registration that was due at the beginning of April hasn't been paid
-almost dived with a very stupid mix because i was half asleep when I planned my dive
-wandered around a bar on the phone to a friend for 10 minutes looking for each other before I realised we were in different bars with the SAME FREAKING NAME
-FORGOTTEN one of my student's lessons
-fallen asleep on a couch with my head perilously close to pizza, and then woken up at 7am and not known where I was (I worked it out pretty quickly!)

I am seriously sleep deprived and mega-stressed (probably both related) and I just want a holiday - and it's only the 3rd week of the term. Can anybody help me out please?