maybe it's all over

*blemph* =(

Tori Amos good. Without appropriate music to listen to, I probably would have gone on a rampage and destroyed half of Tokyo by now in Godzilla-like glory by this point in my life ^^;

Turtles.

Ho-ly carp (yes, carp blup blup)

It's been a while, a frustratingly long while. Time's flying and as good as that is it's still giving me the poops. ANYWAY Ive been having a fair chunk of fun. Anthony your assignment is wedged between your may '02 copy of penthouse and your feb '98 copy of playboy. how is everyone? zoe we need to go out some time soon, tell me when you're leaving, ive been flat bickie, youd better believe that because others don't seem to.. PERHAPS theyve never moved 3.5 thousand km away from home before. HOH well im having a tops time, blert!

so much to sort out

dude.

Why.. I make them punch, of course! Yes, good punch!

*sidles away in an entirely un-suspiscious manner*

*muffled* Fwah-haa-haa-haa-haa...

Yes Elise, universities have security. It's not only to stop people getting attacked. Students living near unis like to "acquire" various items. Furniture and the like. Pot plants too.

No, not all guys have porn collections. I don't. One of my (female) friends didn't believe me, until I told her to search my room. She didn't, but figured I wouldn't have said that if I had one.

Anyone feel like helping me find half a biotechnology assignment? I lost it somewhere, and I don't even understand what it was (group assignment). Dammit. Why do I need to know about recombinant monoclonal antibody purification anyway? Bah. I'd say something about the ancestries of the people involved with this subject, but there may be children reading.

What are you doing with the ice-picks Wendy? Or would I rather not know?

She called him AGAIN? Egads, the girl is obviously insane (I mean, all the money) or incredibly lonely... I mean, maybe she's all feeling out of her depth there, and I can understand wanting to talk to people on the phone for ages (I probably would want to) but the same person is a little ... I think you're doing the right thing though... don't let it make you lose your cool. That way, whatever happens, you get out of it/continue gracefully ^^;

Heh. I can give advice when it isn't stuff to do with me.. I'm completely irrational when it comes to my own issues... and I probably wouldn't be able to follow the advice I gave you, I'd probably mope about being a "pity me" angsty person... interspersed with lots of hissy fits... well, hopefully not, I'm improving, but I've got a jealousy complex about boyfriends being too close to other girls (did someone say "insecurity complex?" ^^;;;;) which I _know_ is a little overboard, but y'know... at least this flaw is redeemable, instead of having this "thing" for ice-picks around boyfriends or something *gets stares* Uhm... *hides*

Argh, I was thinking aobut what you said when I went to my lecture and just had to comment again ^^;

He should mention you to Andrea, or at least not try to hide it. What he does should be none of her concern anymore either way, and if he thinks he has to still worry about what she knows, then he has a problem. He can't just bathe in attention he might be getting from her (friendly phonecalls) because it makes him feel good, not telling her about you because she might give him less attention or anything (he's being selfish, you have a right to feel like you're the main girl in his life, and if there's anyone he should be making sure he continues to get attention from, it's you!) He should be able to not worry about him and you being together - if that fact makes A. call him less often, well, it only means that she didn't really care about him as a person (ie couldn't be happy for him that he has a new g/f) If he thinks she'll like him less as a friend or whatever for knowing he's with you, then he should realise she can't be much of a friend if that's the way she acts.


He also should let you choose your own friends. He can give you advice, but he shouldn't be trying to force you to give up people you've known longer than him. I mean, maybe he sees something in some of them that he thinks might change you to not be the kind of person you are now, but I think you're a much stronger person than that... he should understand that you still have your own right to choose your friends, just like he does. He should either deal with it, or if it bugs him so much he can't stand their existence at all, maybe he should think hard about what he really wants from this relationship - you being friends with all your friends AND with him, or you being with your friends. If he'd rather have you regardless, then he sohuld just shut up and deal with it for now, and see whether something happens and he was right, or if he was wrong (he begins to see their good sides).

Anyway, that might have all been complete blather, I don't know ^^; Just hoping it might have helped, because being unhappy in a relationship is uber-sucky, I know.

Eeewish. Yeah, I know a dude who has a small-yet-disturbing porn collection too... it's kinda.. well, it makes me feel this slightly lessened respect for him... it's kinda icky, because all his friends and accquaintances randomly give him folders from their computers when he fixes them.. and some of the folders have porn that is DEFINATELY unhealthy viewing, not nice stuff. Naked Japanese girls eating vomit in the bath (he did delete that one when I found it, though...) And he has burnt CDs of the stuff, too (regular porn). That's just going too far. Makes me feel uncomfortable. I mean, the only worse thing than a small collection is a big permanant one, right? Eck.

I realise that saying it's icky isn't going to make it go away, but I wish it would -_-;;;;

Yeah, our Uni has security, we've had one or two problems with attempted rape/assault in the lost couple of years... (no, not from the guards *thwap* :P) however the security guards can take about 15 minutes to get to you when you call them via one of the buttons on all the buildings here, so I'm not really sure how much use they are for random attacks (but useful for getting spare keys from when you need to work after hours).

Speaking of photos, what happened to the outdated ones up there? *points above her post* Ah well.

There's a silly one of me looking like a... uhm... kinda like a Christmas Karate thief at http://www.geocities.com/sassa_hope/forumpics/

Click on the "xmasgangsta.jpg" (you have to copy and paste the URL coz geocities sucks).

The other two pics there are of my friend Amy and the cake I made for her surprise birthday party, heh ^_^

*blushes* I like this place. Good looking women are complementing me!!

A lesson in life - university security care far less than the police. Because they KNOW that we're just dumbass, probably drunk, uni students, being stupid and stealing stuff because we can. And because everyone should have a massive table outside their room!

For the jealous: The jumping castle was fun. Although my calves felt more like cows by the end of the night. Happens when you're unfit, drinking, and bouncing around like an 8 year old. The best of both worlds - legally an adult, mentally a child.

Zoe, I've seen the photo Ben has of you. 'Average' isn't the word I'd use to describe you, but maybe that's just me.

Elise, the relationships start at the beginning of winter, they're just hibernating until spring. At least that's what they claim they're doing...

AH! It's about TIME the blog started to work for me! Yesterday I had this giant foray to write here but now I can't remember a word of it.. needless to say it would've been funny.. trust me. Working in a time warp's starting to get to me and I think it won't be long until i pop and go on this giant city-job-hunting-escapade and/or gauntlet-run, but we'll see. It's twelve forty six and there's a whole five hours and fourteen minutes until Elise finishes work. Oh my hello EVERYONE hi hi hello yep hi hello! AH the time I DO have free I'd much rather spend doing nothing. I think I'll go and celebrate electronic visual media elsewhere.. ie. in front of the television.

HI!

Hey!

People who know about gauntlets are cool!

(This is coming from a self-confessed fantasy/sci-fi/history/rpg/fish/everything-not-included-in-the-last-few-catagories-buff, but hey ^_~)

For those who don't care about gauntlets, please ignore this. Those who do care may want to ignore it too, as it's not that interesting. The gauntlet in question is a glove, usually made either of leather or metal, or a combination, used to protect the hand when involved in hand-to-hand combat (eg swords and stuff). The phrase "to throw down the gauntlet" pretty much means to issue a challenge, and comes from the English royal succession, when the champion of the heir would throw down his gauntlet, challenging anyone who disputed the royal succession. I think the succession of George (the most recent) was the last time the challenge was issued, but I'm not sure - fairly sure that even by then it was almost purely ceremonial. Told you it was boring, but Zoe did ask....

Just because it should make people jealous, I'm going on a jumping castle tonight. Between drinks. Oh yes - drinking, jumping castle, and lots of people. It might be just me, but that is one hell of a recipe for fun!

I'm with Elise on the whole cat mask thing. The fact that you don't have a photo up on the blog makes you mysterious Zoe. Which means you should tell us why you got arrested.

There is something placed in the water at the end of summer, I swear. Something with potent relationship-inducing qualities.....

*wibble*

I'm not part of the Melbourne crowd either, I met everyone at Open Diary as Glassfish before it turned into small pink mushrooms with a taste for the moolah... I have a sneaking suspiscion (90% certain) that Jen and I go to the same Uni, but that would be too weird. Too too weird. I'd have to like, freak out and everything. And upon admitting that, I'll probably manage to somehow bump into her in the next few weeks and say something incredibly bizarre and do the embarrassment thing. It'd be odd, seeing I don't know her (uh, you, apply whichever) as well as Ben and such, I'd be all like "Kzpthlt," and the conversation wouldn't go too far. Although I could ask about that cool hairdresser I think Jen wrote about in one of her OD entries about a year ago ^^;

Chocolate makes nearly anything taste good, even streetlamps, though I have not had the opportunity to test this yet. I am currently undergoing discussions with the local council to ratify this, but they are strangely deaf to my pleas. Maybe it's because... nah, humans don't need air to breathe anyway.

So.

Is it just me, or do other people here want to smile in a slightly fuzzy way about Adam-and-Zoeness? Well, it might just be me, I get fuzzy smiles easily (moustache jokes will be tolerated, but I thought of them first, wahahaha) about, uh... stuff. I've been in a really good mood lately too. Kinda thinking about my past a lot, and realising how lucky I am to be doing the stuff I am with the people I am today (Could anyone be more annoyingly unspecific and family-show values-embodiying? Yes. Yes they could. But they're not here right now. you can leave a message for them after the beep though).

I have this thing for turning whatever I was going to say into mildly amusing (well, mildly something anyway) blibberish whenever I start getting too specific. I think I'm having lingual commitment fears. (Hmm, that conjurs an image of the pasta-eating scene from Lady and the Tramp, but never mind the way my brain wanders)

I feel like typing more, but at the moment I feel strangley empty without that much I want to say. More interested in recieving information right now. Or maybe it's because I spent the whole afternoon talking. Only You Have the Answer.

[Footnote: I go to Murdoch Uni. In Perth. Yeah.]
[Footnote 2: Zoinks!]
[Footnote 3: The proportion of jokes about breasts to jokes about operating systems to jokes about other stuff on www.knowplace.org is about 70%:28%:2% How quaint.]
[Footnote 4: There are too many feet. Two of you must die so that the stronger may survive.]
[Footnote 5: Why can't we just share?]
[Footnote 4: Nooo, we can't, there's too many of us now!]
[Footnote 6: You always were insane]
[Footnote 4: Yes.]
[Footnote 6: Go in peace.]
[Footnote 4: Yes *leaves*]
[Footnote 1: Well, that settles that. Who's up for a game of multiplayer Tetris Warz, the new thing in RPG-Action-FPS-Flight Simulators? *begins a game*
[Foonotes: YAY!]
And there was much rejoicing, and odd beeping sounds, and verily did the footnotes play round upon round, until they realised they had no source of oxygen and died, making a very odd situation for wendy to explain to her parents in the morning.

No, I'm not drunk. I'm freelance. But I don't do kid's parties.

Ahem....... for those who don't know, I exist. For most that do know, that's enough to send them running. Erica, yes, I snuck in rather late, the way I seem to do everything. I'm in Brissie, where I still wear shorts, even at this time of year (generally all year, but anyway). Lovely, warm weather. And I did know that you exist, though not much more. Don't mind not knowing me, I'm (mostly) harmless.

Why is it that whenever I think I've got a nice, relatively lazy, uncomplicated week, someone has to go and screw things up on me. Damn people, no consideration at all. This'll probably jinx it, but maybe THIS week will be anthony-friendly. I doubt it - I'm sure someone will find a nice surprise to throw at me...

Whoever has the gauntlet, kindly throw it down again. Zoe is depriving us of fun by not telling us why she got arrested.

YES thursday was the physio ball, tops night! Friday ELISE, ERICAH and i went for dinner.. tres nice food AND drink! I finally got around to purchasing a giant cd wallet of fun and realise i only have room for like, a few more.. (38)
There's a really cool guy on the corner of londsdale and some other street in the city who plays beer bottles on string fantastically, you guys should really see him..

If anyone knows of a decent job in the city, give me a yell...

Zoe im SO sorry we couldnt come friday night.. not this weekend coming but the weekend AFTER i THINK we're going to go to the imperial on chapel street, you MUST come, if only for the chocolate martinis, okay?

im off to the gardens to read and listen to music whilst eating cookies from the cookie man! BYE!

(i like this melbourne town)