She made me talk dirty in a pink hotel...
BULLET POINTS! w00t! Here are 10 things you might want to know about my life.
* I went to my first Civil Union ceremony last weekend. Nicest wedding I've ever been to. So much love in one room. My friends Amy and Rochelle looked beautiful and deliriously happy. Their vows were made of adorable- nice n' traditional, but totally romantic and just them. It was lovely...except Amy's parents didn't show up. They went to Sydney for the weekend. Which...makes me sick, really.
* I've gone and got me an Office Crush. *facepalm* Trust me, huh? He's one of our new writers, and we've bonded over Flight of the Conchords and energy drinks. We've been buying each other Vs. ;P He mocks me for being Indie, I mock him for being from the Hutt. We had a good talk about exclusive Brethrens and crap New Zealand TV today. Huh. Very much doubt anything will come of this. But he's a cutie...and, hey, anything that helps me get over Jay has gotta be good.
* Speaking of boy things, I think it's officially O-V-A-H between Michael and I. Oh well. I tried. :(
* I went clothes shopping at a nice wee boutique with the mater after the wedding...and proceeded to get smothered with compliments on my supposed hour-glass figure by a young American lass. She told me I should make the most of my curves, and show my waist more often. Hmmm. Don't know what it is that the chicks can see, and the blokes can't eh...
* It's official. I make the best chicken satay EVAR. I make a base sauce out of peanut butter, sour cream, sweet chilli sauce and crushed peanuts, and stir it through the chicken before adding the stuff out of the jar. And then sprinkle peanuts over the top. So simple and SOSOGOOD.
* Went to knitting club for the first time on Monday. LOVED it. I met the delightful Stephanie (anord), who is my hardcore knitter/music snobbery/Gaelic user name buddy. ;P Also met a burlesque dancer, who, along with several friends, made up to 80,000 knitted uteruses and put them on the front gates on the White House during the Roe vs Wade case. I need more people like that.
* It pisses me off when people can't say "confiscated" right. Con-FIS-Cated, already. Not Con-VIS-Cated. Geez.
* I wish I were more charismatic. Sure, I'm friendly. I'm bubbly. I'm warm. I'm even a little cute sometimes. But, I don't think that quite cuts it. But hey, accquiring charisma isn't like waxing, or tinting your eyelashes, or getting a boob job. You either got it, or you don't. So yeah. Better shut up and stay in the shadows, I think.
* I'm clucky at the moment. I love babies. Every time I have cuddles with little Ilyssa, I can't bear to give her back to her Mum. She's so cute. She smiles and holds things, and tries to roll over. And everytime I pick her up, she tries to eat my hair. I want one.
* I'm trying to listen to more Christian music at the moment. Had a rather spirited conversation with imaginary_men on the matter. ;P She says Christian music is good cos it rids your brain of all the crap. And I say yes, until it rots your brain. Seriously. I hate the stuff. With the exception of a few purty little numbers, it's...vapid. But, still, it does wonders for my mood. God is funny like that.
Hmmm. Yeah, that's 10. Aw, and roadtomanderlay, just wanna say thanks for the hugs. Cuddles like that make me feel so much less like the pile of average I really am. Love ya, chicky-boo. ♥
* I went to my first Civil Union ceremony last weekend. Nicest wedding I've ever been to. So much love in one room. My friends Amy and Rochelle looked beautiful and deliriously happy. Their vows were made of adorable- nice n' traditional, but totally romantic and just them. It was lovely...except Amy's parents didn't show up. They went to Sydney for the weekend. Which...makes me sick, really.
* I've gone and got me an Office Crush. *facepalm* Trust me, huh? He's one of our new writers, and we've bonded over Flight of the Conchords and energy drinks. We've been buying each other Vs. ;P He mocks me for being Indie, I mock him for being from the Hutt. We had a good talk about exclusive Brethrens and crap New Zealand TV today. Huh. Very much doubt anything will come of this. But he's a cutie...and, hey, anything that helps me get over Jay has gotta be good.
* Speaking of boy things, I think it's officially O-V-A-H between Michael and I. Oh well. I tried. :(
* I went clothes shopping at a nice wee boutique with the mater after the wedding...and proceeded to get smothered with compliments on my supposed hour-glass figure by a young American lass. She told me I should make the most of my curves, and show my waist more often. Hmmm. Don't know what it is that the chicks can see, and the blokes can't eh...
* It's official. I make the best chicken satay EVAR. I make a base sauce out of peanut butter, sour cream, sweet chilli sauce and crushed peanuts, and stir it through the chicken before adding the stuff out of the jar. And then sprinkle peanuts over the top. So simple and SOSOGOOD.
* Went to knitting club for the first time on Monday. LOVED it. I met the delightful Stephanie (anord), who is my hardcore knitter/music snobbery/Gaelic user name buddy. ;P Also met a burlesque dancer, who, along with several friends, made up to 80,000 knitted uteruses and put them on the front gates on the White House during the Roe vs Wade case. I need more people like that.
* It pisses me off when people can't say "confiscated" right. Con-FIS-Cated, already. Not Con-VIS-Cated. Geez.
* I wish I were more charismatic. Sure, I'm friendly. I'm bubbly. I'm warm. I'm even a little cute sometimes. But, I don't think that quite cuts it. But hey, accquiring charisma isn't like waxing, or tinting your eyelashes, or getting a boob job. You either got it, or you don't. So yeah. Better shut up and stay in the shadows, I think.
* I'm clucky at the moment. I love babies. Every time I have cuddles with little Ilyssa, I can't bear to give her back to her Mum. She's so cute. She smiles and holds things, and tries to roll over. And everytime I pick her up, she tries to eat my hair. I want one.
* I'm trying to listen to more Christian music at the moment. Had a rather spirited conversation with imaginary_men on the matter. ;P She says Christian music is good cos it rids your brain of all the crap. And I say yes, until it rots your brain. Seriously. I hate the stuff. With the exception of a few purty little numbers, it's...vapid. But, still, it does wonders for my mood. God is funny like that.
Hmmm. Yeah, that's 10. Aw, and roadtomanderlay, just wanna say thanks for the hugs. Cuddles like that make me feel so much less like the pile of average I really am. Love ya, chicky-boo. ♥