Sunday, December 30, 2001

ACRYLIC AFTERNOONS.

Damo's on his way. I need to change that image *points to the left*
I will one day soon.

Wednesday, December 26, 2001



B. Whatever you want. Wherever you want it.


It looks as though I'm probably going to Melbourne in February.

(dot dot dot)

(..waits..)

OMG MONG ASL OMG AH! *runs into a wall and passes out*

+$300 to the Holiday Fund!

next fortnight I shall add s'more.

Alls i need to do is organise when i can take holidays, February is a slow (normal) month for officeworks (especially in Mackay) so I cant see a problem with at LEAST 2 weeks, possibly 3. I'll ask for three first, of course! I'll even get to see Cathie in Brisbane for a little while! *woot*

*vibrates excitedly*

I'll sell you a cousin fridge, Erica! five dollah.

*goes about making the 5L keg into a holiday fund*

Tuesday, December 25, 2001

*yawn* merry christmas everybody!

Children playing with their noisy toys, down under the patio, while we have 'adults swim time' (we're sick of the noise and wish to let the occasional curse slip) - by now we're all quite stupidly sloshed, after lunch (which was at 2:30pm mind you, one half of my family have a tendency to be late.. all the time) I finally got to listen to Lazy Susan, this put me in a better mood than i woke up in (i woke up feeling quite sick) Lazy Susan is perfect Australian Christmas music, surely you all see that? RIGHT? Christmas/BBQ/General Get-Together music anyway.

Drinking lots of beer, and C.C.Club mm. Lots of pool. Lots of food. Tired. Half crunk. Must sleep. *collapses*

Merry Chribbie!

Monday, December 24, 2001

This coaxed her out last time..
WHERES WENDY!
wendy :/

Sunday, December 23, 2001

I'm what you'd call the epitome of tired
THEYRE WORKING ME TO THE BONE MAN
(not really, its just really boring and tiring doing absolutely nothing for hours on end)
(i lie, i did some planograms and back to school promotional ends, ooh ooh and chair races)

I'm working tomorrow from 8am til 6pm, and on thursday, friday, saturday im working the same hours. It's becoming more and more tiring, but im looking forward to my pays more and more. I'm starting to save money to go on a holiday from this pay forward!

I'm going to really dislike tomorrow, I have the pooh manager for the whole 10 hour day, so I'll limit most of my work to receiving so as not to have to deal with said manager much. It's so *not* feeling like Christmas for me. If it weren't for the tv movies we've all seen a thousand times and the really bad covers of christmas carols by 'contemporary' (if we step into a time machine, and use that word in the late 70's, it applies) artists on officeworks radio - I COULD BARELY TELL! heh heh, maybe it'll feel like it on tuesday... we'd want to hope so, anyway.

HI ERICA! From what I here, you rule.. I don't believe everything I hear, but I believe this. Welcome to the bloggy blog blog. Much llama drawstring pant eating competition winning pride you shall have. WITH FREE TOKEN CUPS OF ICE.

*falls asleep*

Thursday, December 13, 2001

spilling guts is such an easy thing to do!

"don't whisper when you know you should yell"

how short

Wednesday, December 12, 2001

Awww, I finally get a chance to come back and there's a post aobut me! *is touched, by wriggly blue spiders of happiness* Er.. I think I'm happy about the spiders, anyway... nice spiders.. fluffy little thingies... yes...

Aaaiiie I'm so tired... but I'm gunna try and come and visit more often now that I'm alive (sort of) again. Those ressurected people make it look so easy... actually, they don't, there seems to be a lot of blood and moaning involved.. anyway, I'm here again now. But you can guess Where Was Wendy, and there will be gelitinous beverages available for all who can come up with something that makes it sound like I have a cool and fulfilling life-spanner... gelitinous beverages will also be available to those who don't, but that's not the issue here. The issue here is globalisation of a non-polarised community village. 'Cept without the hanggliders. They always mess up my cooking. I try not to feed them at the beach becuase there's signs up about that sort of thing, but they're so cute when they hop around squaking and waving their little bits of metal guidance rod thingies at you and flapping their brightly coloured parachute material... anyway where was I? Oh yes, I was about to go to sleep. And so I am. Goodnight, night, night, night? Evening. Actually, more night. Yeah. I think I'll eat an apple first. Mmm. Dried apple. Anyway. Sleep. And apple. Bye!

Tuesday, December 11, 2001

Well it's a nice dayy! (nice dayyy nice daayyyy)
We're goin' to the park, but we're gonna do it my wayyyy! (my wayyyy my wayyy)
CAUSE WHEN IVE GOT THAT SPARK Y'KNOW IVE GOT IT ON! (IM OH-OHN)

We could let it start!

*plays a game*

This game is called Where's Wendy (tm) - it's kind of like Where's Wally's Wendy, except this Wendy is much cooler and much more MISSING! :O
WENDY COME BACK WHERE ARE YOUUUUU (OUU UU)

It's good that Elise is home! welcome home Elise!

*goes about inviting Jen*

Saturday, December 08, 2001

How could I *not* like this song..

Ben I aint seen much of the world
but i'm not so ignorant.
Ben you try to elevate me
but I've found
I like my feet on the ground
Ben I never really loved you anyway.
There's no story through the ages
theres no constellation celebrating our union
divine
our union
divine
Ben I knew that if I walked away I'd never see you again
I cant say there's no hostility
in the air
well I dont care
Ben I never really loved you anyway
no more songs of inspiration
you're the master of manipulation
your fraud
is a crime
our dreams
are misaligned
Ben I dreamt that I would write this song
when all our triumphs were untold
we'd fight the good fight
for what we thought was right
but then I found
Ben I never really loved you anyway
Ben you went home across the sea
I hope you find some peace
maybe in time
you'll learn that life,
it aint so complex after all
Ben I never really loved you anyway

Vancouver Nights - Ben


Friday, December 07, 2001

I'm writing an entry to commemorate thme dodginess of thims broken keyboard
I spumilt solo on it over two days ago and now i thimnk its catcmhing ump withm me, according to thme stray m's abou.t.
AHM! its doin thme fumllstop thming now too.
*plumgs in thme othmer keyboard*
this seems to be a little better
damo says theres something wrong with it but we'll have to find that out.

don't trip when your legs snap like pencil lead

Tranasitions of friendships are in the air again, friends becoming friends with those who were once enemies.. not only in Mackay, but abroad! Megan's being distant and unreceptive, it's gonna suck to let that friendship go.

don't stutter when your heart skips like the beating of wings

I'm working a fair bit of late, and I think it's going to continue, I'd like to save up 1500 before i go away on a holiday, and it's entirely possible with the pays that are coming - im also trying to get my parents to help with travel costs for christmas, that'd make things much easier..

don't drift when the weeks pass like saturdays

I'm getting quite tired of keeping my mouth shut about things. Especially when keeping my mouth shut means hurting myself or someone else.

don't whisper when you know you should yell

AH! I saw renae and sarah last night! So many people are home now, i also saw Zoe (from school zoe) at work yesterday! It's so strange.

Tuesday, December 04, 2001

Strange strange things have been hanging about lately. Not very long ago, I dreamt I saw Kathleen Sorbello at work. Then at work in the morning, guess who walked in!? I hadn't seen Kathleen Sorbello in about a year, it really bought a smile to my face, and freaked me out somewhat. How could it not?! Then, about an hour later, Vanessa Elull walked in! I haven't seen her in about a year either! That made me smile again! I could've vibrated excitedly. mondo omg asl material, that. AHH! (!!!!!) *runs into a wall*

Sunday, December 02, 2001

Alcohol, bad women and inevitability are the bane(s) of my existence.
Alcohol only when im feeling how im feeling this morning.
Bad women only when theyre very very very bad.
inevitability, always.

On a lighter note, next week's going to be easy to stay home for because I get my music (!!!) and I have no money (!!!)

*rocks out*

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