Did you know the a Kookaburra is a feline?
Not a hugely exciting couple of days.
Had a Minus18 meeting, the most amusing things being Nana telling Mark he is wrong about 25 times in a row and Edward rolling off the chair and acting like a bored kid in a doctor’s surgery.
Porno wanted to lick chops and get some rehab so she came over and Nana, her and I went to Kmart at about 11.30pm and made complete idiots of ourselves, bought Biscotto and Beanies. Yup. I saw a guy in Kmart that works with James, gave me a sinking feeling in my stomach. Damn him, it’s 12.30am, go home! Arg.
We came back to my place and I stuck a Biscotto stick down Porno’s plumbers crack and yeah, then we took her home, and Nana went home.
Today? Get up, design a database for Minus, get ready to go to Nana’s because Nancy wants to go play pool in Knox. I get on the bus at Chadstone, takes me all the way to Nana’s, get 3/4 of the way there and it gets too late, I a pass out on the floor in Nana’s study. Hmm’z I like her Papa’s stir-fry, yummz. I was going to help Nana and her Dad assemble a cupboard thing but they were speaking wog so I couldn’t understand any instructions, quickly gave up and sat on the net. Went to office works and priced things for the minus office. That’s it, come home and tidied up.
I drink lots of water now, and I piss like a racehorse as a result. Try those ‘Red Rock’, I think it is, ‘Honey Soy Chicken’ potato chips next time you get a chance, they are fucking awesome.
I miss my Mummy, everytime I think about calling her, no sorry, everytime I am able to call her I can’t because it’s too late and I know she’ll be asleep, or she’ll be at work. Ill go visit her tomorrow when I fax some shit off to Primus who somehow think it’s funny to send a $335 phone bill at the same time Centrelink are being moles. S’all good, I got an invoice to prove they made a mistake and can knock about $150 off it, and because their billing system messed up and charged me four months line rental at once, I get an extra month to pay it. So that’s not too bad I guess.
It is rather amusing when they think I’m a 44 year old woman, because the account is in Mum’s name. Morons.
I worry about a couple of my mates actually. I worry about Toneee, he always seems ill lately. I worry about Gary, poor boi hates his job and is getting bitterer because of it. I worry about Nana, I wonder how she is really going, dealing with a few issues, she says she’s fine, but I don’t believe her whatsoever. I worry about Mon, think I’ll get a call one day from Joy telling me she has topped herself. I wish she would get up and say fuck this, and start to piss off all the times in her life that give her grief. I’m sure she could start to help herself if she tried to. I seriously worry about Khym. I read his journal and I’ve known him for years, and well, the boy isn’t well. Sometimes I wish I never met him so that is Mum couldn’t have read a conversation we had on ICQ about him being gay. Apparently life hasn’t been the same for him since. I’m sorry Khym, I am here for you though. I worry bout Lok...hmmz...I get the feeling he ain’t doing good in a couple of aspects of his life. I worry about B, and if he is doing anything to make him get hurt by Lee again. I worry about his business and how that is all going, and how he is coping with the environment he lives in. I worry about Manfy and all the shit she is going through with the incestual Pakenham High gang.
So basically, yes, I care about you guys, but I’ve really gotten A, lazy, B, lazy, and C, hermit like. But you guys are lazy too, or you never invite me out so yeah....fix that!
I’ve also decided that the man I am looking for in my life doesn’t exist. Or does, and is always straight so I’m out of luck there. If anyone knows a gay, slim but defined wog surfy dude, who has an IQ about 150 and a sence of humour that will click into mine, who is house trained, and ‘will like me for like’, let me know please. Anyone think I have set my sights too high? *larf* Of course not. So I guess I’ll just have to settle for someone with only a few of these requirements, or stay single, I mean, I am certainly happy single, but it would be nice to have someone to call Boi.
Hey, just a ‘hypothetical’ question, is it wrong to have sexual fantasies about one or more of your ex’s (not at the same time)? Yes, so it is evident I have problems getting over boys. We all already knew that, *looks at Ivana with the ‘I’m trying’ look*.
Oh no I cant let you go,
My little girl
Because youre holding up my
World, so I need you
Your imitation of my walk
And the perfect way you talk
Its just a couple of the million
Things that I love about you
So I need you
Three Doors Down - So I Need You
Used to be able to relate to this song very closely, but now, I can’t, I better relate to....
How many more times will you say that you love me
How many more times will you wake up beside me
You think that you told me what I'd like to hear
But I think you should tell me how you really feel
I'll be your pawn, I'll be your king
I'll bear your scorn, I'll wear your ring
Our feet won't hardly touch the ground
We'll float away without a sound
You want to reach out and touch my hands
You promise you'll do everything, everything, everything you can
Now how does it feel that I strung you along
You're bound to try to conceal that maybe you had it wrong
There's too many true feelings you've had to contain
When you wake up tomorrow will you still feel the same
Powderfinger - A Song Called Everything
The problem being, you LIED, and you will PAY.
Maybe that can help to explain it better? Oh well, time for me to leave, and leave you with a ace quote I saw on someone’s MSN display name today.
“Women’s minds are cleaner. They change them more often”
Had a Minus18 meeting, the most amusing things being Nana telling Mark he is wrong about 25 times in a row and Edward rolling off the chair and acting like a bored kid in a doctor’s surgery.
Porno wanted to lick chops and get some rehab so she came over and Nana, her and I went to Kmart at about 11.30pm and made complete idiots of ourselves, bought Biscotto and Beanies. Yup. I saw a guy in Kmart that works with James, gave me a sinking feeling in my stomach. Damn him, it’s 12.30am, go home! Arg.
We came back to my place and I stuck a Biscotto stick down Porno’s plumbers crack and yeah, then we took her home, and Nana went home.
Today? Get up, design a database for Minus, get ready to go to Nana’s because Nancy wants to go play pool in Knox. I get on the bus at Chadstone, takes me all the way to Nana’s, get 3/4 of the way there and it gets too late, I a pass out on the floor in Nana’s study. Hmm’z I like her Papa’s stir-fry, yummz. I was going to help Nana and her Dad assemble a cupboard thing but they were speaking wog so I couldn’t understand any instructions, quickly gave up and sat on the net. Went to office works and priced things for the minus office. That’s it, come home and tidied up.
I drink lots of water now, and I piss like a racehorse as a result. Try those ‘Red Rock’, I think it is, ‘Honey Soy Chicken’ potato chips next time you get a chance, they are fucking awesome.
I miss my Mummy, everytime I think about calling her, no sorry, everytime I am able to call her I can’t because it’s too late and I know she’ll be asleep, or she’ll be at work. Ill go visit her tomorrow when I fax some shit off to Primus who somehow think it’s funny to send a $335 phone bill at the same time Centrelink are being moles. S’all good, I got an invoice to prove they made a mistake and can knock about $150 off it, and because their billing system messed up and charged me four months line rental at once, I get an extra month to pay it. So that’s not too bad I guess.
It is rather amusing when they think I’m a 44 year old woman, because the account is in Mum’s name. Morons.
I worry about a couple of my mates actually. I worry about Toneee, he always seems ill lately. I worry about Gary, poor boi hates his job and is getting bitterer because of it. I worry about Nana, I wonder how she is really going, dealing with a few issues, she says she’s fine, but I don’t believe her whatsoever. I worry about Mon, think I’ll get a call one day from Joy telling me she has topped herself. I wish she would get up and say fuck this, and start to piss off all the times in her life that give her grief. I’m sure she could start to help herself if she tried to. I seriously worry about Khym. I read his journal and I’ve known him for years, and well, the boy isn’t well. Sometimes I wish I never met him so that is Mum couldn’t have read a conversation we had on ICQ about him being gay. Apparently life hasn’t been the same for him since. I’m sorry Khym, I am here for you though. I worry bout Lok...hmmz...I get the feeling he ain’t doing good in a couple of aspects of his life. I worry about B, and if he is doing anything to make him get hurt by Lee again. I worry about his business and how that is all going, and how he is coping with the environment he lives in. I worry about Manfy and all the shit she is going through with the incestual Pakenham High gang.
So basically, yes, I care about you guys, but I’ve really gotten A, lazy, B, lazy, and C, hermit like. But you guys are lazy too, or you never invite me out so yeah....fix that!
I’ve also decided that the man I am looking for in my life doesn’t exist. Or does, and is always straight so I’m out of luck there. If anyone knows a gay, slim but defined wog surfy dude, who has an IQ about 150 and a sence of humour that will click into mine, who is house trained, and ‘will like me for like’, let me know please. Anyone think I have set my sights too high? *larf* Of course not. So I guess I’ll just have to settle for someone with only a few of these requirements, or stay single, I mean, I am certainly happy single, but it would be nice to have someone to call Boi.
Hey, just a ‘hypothetical’ question, is it wrong to have sexual fantasies about one or more of your ex’s (not at the same time)? Yes, so it is evident I have problems getting over boys. We all already knew that, *looks at Ivana with the ‘I’m trying’ look*.
Oh no I cant let you go,
My little girl
Because youre holding up my
World, so I need you
Your imitation of my walk
And the perfect way you talk
Its just a couple of the million
Things that I love about you
So I need you
Three Doors Down - So I Need You
Used to be able to relate to this song very closely, but now, I can’t, I better relate to....
How many more times will you say that you love me
How many more times will you wake up beside me
You think that you told me what I'd like to hear
But I think you should tell me how you really feel
I'll be your pawn, I'll be your king
I'll bear your scorn, I'll wear your ring
Our feet won't hardly touch the ground
We'll float away without a sound
You want to reach out and touch my hands
You promise you'll do everything, everything, everything you can
Now how does it feel that I strung you along
You're bound to try to conceal that maybe you had it wrong
There's too many true feelings you've had to contain
When you wake up tomorrow will you still feel the same
Powderfinger - A Song Called Everything
The problem being, you LIED, and you will PAY.
Maybe that can help to explain it better? Oh well, time for me to leave, and leave you with a ace quote I saw on someone’s MSN display name today.
“Women’s minds are cleaner. They change them more often”