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17.06.04 | mobLOG

oh my bizarreness- i just got a call from Michelle Hamer who wrote the article about being a camgirl for the Age newspaper last year. She's now going ahead and writing a book called "How it feels" and asked if she could include my story. HAHAHAHA. check it out here, about a quarter down the page.
How It Feels- by Michelle Hamer
ISBN: 0734407394
Price: $24.95 Paperback
Biography
Publication date: 2004
she said its due to be released end of October, but to go and start talking to my local bookstore in July to stir up some interest.

16.06.04 | mobLOG

the trip to sydney was fun, altho too short. however i woke up on sunday to some horrible news. a friend from university, gerard cutcheon died saturday night. gerard and 3 others were driving back to brisbane and they were in a crash- 3 of the 4 died. i woke up elle to tell her. she was really upset, naturally.
ok i've stopped and started this post a dozen times already. i just dont know how to put it into words, and i keep getting teary and i'm here at work so its not a good thing.
i guess i just want to say that this is just so terribly unfair- not that death is ever fair, but the fact that he was so young, had yet to do so much, and was so obviously going to do so much with his life is unfair. he was an amazing guy- already his website is flooded with comments. comments from other people from uni, lecturers even, all saying how much gerard touched them. he was quite quirky. i used to run into him all the time all over town, always with a funny hat, a grandpa shirt , his camera and sometimes no shoes :D haha
one day after class last year he just comes up and says"you're wearing great colours today"... always flattering, i said yes when he asked if he could take my photo. so me, gerard and priya hang around and just chatted while gerard snapped away. he would do anything for a good shot, get on his hands and knees, lay on his stomach. his never ending quest for the perfect photo.
another time we ended up on the bus together, only i didn't know he was there to he scared the shit of me when his camera lens poked over my shoulder and started snapping away at my hands holding a book.
he was so genuinely nice, extremely quirky, and really was an inspiration. he always had the most wackiest ideas for projects and assignments and always seem to pull them off.
i wish i had known him for longer. i might write more later but i'm getting choked up again.

10.06.04 | mobLOG

thanks for everyone's advice, she hasn't bought a monitor yet - but will soon!!!!
going to sydney tomorrow wheeeeeeee! i'm so excited and this week has dragged out. but now its here. only an hour to go and then its home, shower, change, drive to the gold coast and then tomorrow morning elle and i fly to sydney! we're meeting up with davo (who frequents the forums/ who rach and i met up with for drinks when he was here in bris), and he's being so kind as to let as leave our bags at his office while we shop til we drop! then hopefully he can tear himself away from his job long enough to have a bite to eat or a drink with us. meeting asa after she finishes work and then we're back to her house to get ready for a crazy fun night out on the town! i plan to be sleeping most of saturday, and then go and get some yummy asian food for a late lunch, hang out and then we're off again for another big night sat nite. yay! asa has worked her charms and her connections and has gotten us on the door at Home, and a R'n'B club, and i hope we can get into Tank as well. Sydney clubs are really awesome i've gotta say.
will update when at asa's i'm sure!

04.06.04 | mobLOG

calling all techy people. my sister, briony, is looking to buy a monitor. 17" or 19" or up would be nice. reasonably priced- under $500 australian dollars i guess. what should she look for in a monitor? what are some good reliable brands? we're both rather clueless when it comes to this sort of thing. leave a comment if you can help. THANKS!!!!

31.05.04 | mobLOG

It was my great-grandma's birthday on the weekend. 103 years old. that's crazily old- and sad. she's in a home, her mind and body are still ticking, but her hearing, sight and ability to walk etc is all but gone. I want to be healthy in later life, but god, never that healthy.
anyway, not too get caught up with the sadness of it all, my cousin cindy and i started talking about all the good "grandma min" times we had. the two of us used to visit her the most- we'd sleep over, visit her after school, and she was teaching us both german, and to play the piano, we'd pick beans and other vege's she had growing in her garden. i just wanted to put some of these memories to paper (cyber paper?), because i dont want to forget.

*trying so hard to fall asleep before she did, because once she was asleep, the snoring was deafening!
*going to sleep while she played the piano.
*going through her junk draws- there were ornaments, brooches, jewellery, slides, letters, etc. it was like a treasure chest when we were young. and she would almost always give us something when we left
*the dinners- rissoles and vege's, or chicken and vege's, or we'd get a big meat pie and then cook the vege's. she always boiled them, and they always tasted the same. i always loved the way she cooked her veges, and i could put butter and salt on my veges (something i couldn't do at home as dad was a health nut)
*the tiny little glasses- she's pour me a drink of apple juice or something and i would always finish it in one gulp- those glasses were soooo little!
*the prune cake she would always make. sometimes with passionfruit icing! i loved prune cake, it was always so moist and tasty.... tho as she got older, it sometimes ended up more gluggy than moist, and she would forget you could buy prunes without their seeds, so you would sometimes find a seed or 10!
*she would also forget that sugar went in anzac biscuits!
*the little little tiny chicken legs that wouldn't fill you up at all!
*the doorbell that had about 10 different ring tones, so she would let us stand at the door and press the doorbell over and over again
*her love for Bing Crosby, we would listen to Bing over and over and over and over.....
*i used to ride to her house from school in grades 5-7 every friday, and would always get attacked by magpies on the way. cars used to stop to help me. i had big eyes painted on the top of my fluro yellow stack hat, but nothing seemed to work.
*picking beans- and eating them as we went along!

then i started thinking about riding my bike around bundy. it was so much fun. i dont really want to take up riding again coz of brisbane traffic and all the hills, but in high school we used to ride everywhere. in grade 8 and 9, it was me, fiona and veronica, riding around, our tiedyed pettycoat skirts nearly getting caught in the wheels hahaha. fiona always seemed to lead.. we'd get to an intersection or roundabout and she's go thru and i'd think "if fee can get thru, i can too" and would almost be hit by a car, and veronica would be stuck on the other side! we'd take our bikes down into the drains and ride around down there, starting up near my house and the pool, going all the way into town. of course when we started rebelling and smoking (cigarettes and pot) the drains were the best spot to sneak off to and smoke. we'd sometimes stop off there on the way to school. hahaha we thought we were so hardcore.

then on the way home, we'd go the longest way possible, and would walk our bikes up this one street in hope i'd run into my crush (we had to go past his parents store, and he used to end up there most days after school). or we'd put our bikes in the highest gear possible and have races up and down the streets, our legs peddling so hard and fast but we'd be moving so slowly. heheh, i used to ride everywhere, before everyone started getting cars etc. *nostalgic sigh* i miss high school so much. the carelessness, easy life- the friends i had back then, the things we would do. it is so scary to think i've been OUT of high school longer than i was IN it for.

27.05.04 | mobLOG

skanky goodness

thank god its ALMOST friday. i'm so looking forward to this weekend. mum arrives this afternoon which means a hair cut and recolour, however i have no idea what to do. i mean, i want to grow my hair which means i can't do much in the 'cut' department, except a trim, and maybe cut my fringe more, the side bits etc. but colour- i want some cool and crazy (in preparation for my visit to sydney- elle and i go down there fri 11th june, for the long weekend. and yep, i'm staying with asa, AGAIN! hehehe) but yea, i dont konw what i want colourwise. i definately like multi-tonal. red, blond, brown chunks/streaks. what does everyone think?
on saturday its felicity's bday party (younger sister of fiona- who i've known since primary school) and its a costume party (yay!). the theme is hussies and highrollers (double yay!). argh i want to be home already so i can sort out a costume. heheh man, its sad how excited i get about the opportunity to dress up like a skank.
better get back to it, but thanks for everyone who's commented with suggestions and tips about how to fix my computer. i will fit in some time this weekend to take a look at it, and will definately use all of your suggestions. cheers y'all!

24.05.04 | mobLOG

my computer is dying again! last time it cracked the shits, it wouldn't turn on or off or something and i thought it totally died on me. i took it to a computer fix-it and they took a look at it a day or two after that, and guess what? it was completely fine! he reckons there was nothing wrong with it, and in fact it was working really really well. he pushed it to its limits and it was fine. and now its starting to die again- its all the stupid pop ups and porn spam and shit from certain people who have used my computer *glare* and god knows what they have looked up. it always runs really really slowly and start chugging every so often. if i go to the task manager, the cpu usage is just stuck at 100%, even if NOTHING is running.
i dont know what to do, its so depressing when my baby is sick. i dont know how to fix it, i dont have time to take it anywhere (and i dont really feel like lugging it over to the other side of town just to be told it works perfectly). i'm not sure if it has a virus but these bloody pop ups (that just randomly pop up when its just sitting here, not doing anything) are so annoying and have something to do with it i'm sure. there is also this stupid screensaver/toolbar thing that has installed itself on my computer, and appears on every browser window. mywebsearch or something. every time i try to uninstall the program it fucks up my computer and it starts chugging, and after a reboot the toolbar program has reinstalled itself again.
does anyone know of ANYTHING i could try to help these problems? what anti pop up programs are safe to use?

had a pretty fun and crazy weekend. on saturday we went to the doomben races again and alot of drinking took place. and then jimmy barnes (aka barnesy) a well known australian singer performed at 5pm. all the pretty people at the races suddenly turned into massive bogans. hell, me included! its not that i openly admit to liking jimmy barnes, but i know most of his songs, alot of them remind me of being a kid, or camping, or staying over at my cousin's house and dancing around in the lounge room. anyway the concert was awesome! barnesy was great to see live. we then went out and it turned into quite a messy night, but fun. except for losing my cousin who was spose to be staying at my house, and then getting really tired and stumbling home, with steve having to hold me up.

19.05.04 | mobLOG

SMELL YOUR MOTHER

*i'm pretty much copying this from an msn conversation with elle today, while we were both procrastinating at work- but it got me thinking*
 ergh there is this guy at work, he's really nice and stuff but he STINKS! i dont know how someone's body odour can be as 'pungent' as his is. its like BO, bad breath, greasy hair, stinky foot all rolled into one. if he's near me, his smell completely fills the air, and i want to gag. its sooo gross. how can someone smell that bad? like he's nicely dressed and obviously must shower at least once a day- but everything about him- his skin, breath, hair, clothes all reek of this foul odour.

there was this girl in high school- head job heidi- need i say anymore? hahah. she was a grade below me, and i was friends with her til grade 10, then i changed schools and we ended up having a massive fight when i was in grade 12, and she's been my arch-nemisis ever since! man i love going back to bundy and seeing her out. she would shoot me dirty looks and her skank brigade would make smart ass comments. i usually walked past and waved at her with a huge grin on my face, hehe. anyway, i digress.
Headjob heidi used to stink of bad bo ALL the time. she would hardly ever clean her teeth, something kelly and i used to poke fun at all the time- a few times we forgot toothbrushes when staying at her house and asked her if we could borrow one. her response "oh yea there should be one in the draw" and to our horror, kelly and i found the most crust-infested toothbrush, who's bristles curled so far around you would probably end up brushes your teeth with the plastic, while the bristles stabbed your tongue, cheek and anywhere else- EXCEPT your teeth.

she didn't shower alot either. and god help you if she wanted to borrow one of our tops. especially after a school social- they would be returned with huge yellow sweat stains and you could NOT get that smell out for many washes.
Yet she got with so many guys- quite the school slut. she was very pretty, skinny, tanned, but she STANK!!!!! and we knew we weren't the only ones who could smell her. yet no one male seemed to care!!!!

my sense of smell is such an important thing to me- i always get a tiny whiff of something and suddenly a shitload of memories will come flooding back to me. i'll smell a certain perfume/cologne and will instantly think of someone i used know. to me, being with someone who had such a strong/stinky body odour would be unbearable. when no matter how many times you shower or how much deoderant you use, you still can't break thru that BO.... THAT is so gross.
and heidi- if i was a guy i would never have been able to kiss her, go down on her, have sex with her.... EVER! and i know that these guys smelt her- but it dind't stop them. is that normal? because it seems so disgusting. even if the most drop dead gorgeous person was interested in me, if they smelt badly all the time, i would never be able to touch them.
i do kinda feel sorry for some of these people- because they obviously do shower and stuff, and nothing seems to work. then again, they can't smell themselves,so they probably have no idea. ergh thats gross- not knowing that when you come within 2 metres of someone, they are trying not to gag or cough, because of your foul body odour.

have you even met someone who's body odour replused you whenever you smelt it? how was their hygiene habits? and have you ever been interested or with a guy/girl who smelt bad? could you be intimate with them, or was the smell a turn off? is the way someone smells a big turn on or turn off for you? coz it sure is with me.

12.05.04 | mobLOG

GREASE IS THE WORD

john travolta was in brisbane last night! rove had an interview with him last night and him and kelly preston where at the brisbane airport. if i hadn't been in my pj's and about to go to bed, and if i had a car, i so would have gone john travolta stalking. i loooove john travolta. and the chance to go celebrity spotting with someone like him, in brisbane, is slim to none- hell its the first time he's even been here. but i went to bed like the good little automaton that i am, and this morning i joined all the other suckers on the bus going to work. 9-5, 9-5, 9-5- i have finally hit routine, and its depressing.
so entertain me while i'm wasting my life away, and tell me stories.... um, tell me your celebrity spotting stories.

11.05.04 | mobLOG

oooh my dream last night came flooding back as i'm here at work. the memory is fading really quickly but i just felt like putting it kinda down on paper. me and a few friends (no one in particular that i can remember) snuck into my old work (the club). we snuck upstairs to the cigar bar and started helping ourselves to the bar and the cigars. i was making all sorts of crazy shots and drinking them too. i was conscious of the camera that looks down behind the bar, and was sneaking around so i woudn't be caught on tape. anyway this goes on for ages, and then i realize its close to the club opening time. so we've got to try to sneak out. i told everyone to jump out the window (in my dream, the one storey fall wouldn't have hurt anyone), and i snuck back downstairs thru the club. i dont know why. anyway the cashier and the owner of the club were there, and grab me- and i'm thinking 'oh shit how am i going to get out of this?'- i start bawling my eyes out, sobbering some bullshit lie. we've somehow ended up outside in the side alley, and i can see over the owners shoulder, thru the window into the cigar bar (ok its now not even 1 floor up- i love how things, people, places etc change shape to suit your dreams) and instead of just sneaking out, some guy who's with us- i honestly dont know who it was, who it was spose to be, just a 'male' in my life- is going thru the register (which in my dream is doubling as a safe) and is pulling out piles and piles of cash and shoving it down his shirt etc. Meanwhile, the owner is saying- ' i dont mind if you hang around up there, as long as you dont drink and you tell me'. finally, i start to leave just as the guy jumps out of the window, and i'm abusing him quietly while we walk off, worried any second now i'm going to be jumped from behind. we make it around the corner, and i start screaming and hitting him- like wtf was he doing? then i feel someone/s behind me and i start running like crazy, crying and screaming.... and that's kinda all i remmeber. i think my alarm woke me up, and i was all out of breath and panicky.
ok i dont know why i even wanted to write that down now. it seemed like an interesting dream at the time, now it just sounds a bit stupid. probably representing my frustration with all males in my life, at home and work (which means EVERYONE at work since they are all male, except one), and my worries/concerns with money. it just never feels like i get anywhere with saving, bills etc. sometimes i wish i could live by myself and wouldn't die of lonliness- at least then if i'm behind with bills or have no money, i know its entirely my fault, and i can fix it easily. but when its a share house, everything being divided, its just such a pain in the ass. i really hope briony can sell her car soon, then she wouldnt have as many money issues- is there ANYONE out there interested in a red sporty, hoon car?

and that price is DEFINATELY negotiable. there has to be someone from brisbane/queensland/australia who is in the market for a new car.... ANYONE?!?!?
nearly home time! yay!

08.05.04 | mobLOG

fucking stupid condescing plumber asshole cunt! *ARGHHHHHHH*

ahem..... uh ok, that feels better. man, i can't stand arrogant fucking redneck assholes who talk down to me like i'm a clueless, useless little girl. ok, so i might be, but i know when a tap doesn't sound right. when you turn the tap on downstairs it makes a loud, hollowy kind noises. sorta vibrates. its NOT bloody normal. our tap up here is nice and quiet, and NORMAL! we told the real estate, who passed the message on to the owner, who in turn then rang the asshole plumber in question here. firstly, he leaves a message for us, and sounds like a right fuckin prick.. "hi, i'm just calling about the tap, just want to find out if there IS actually anything wrong with it *arrogant chuckle*
then he calls back and asks what is wrong, and i begin to explain.... he keeps interrupting me, so i walk downstairs with the phone and turn on the tap and shove the phone up next to it. and he goes "that's normal".... NO IT FUCKING ISN'T!!! maybe the sound is not clear over the phone, but its loud. the sink up here is not. i know what a normal tap fucking sounds like, you PIECE OF SHIT! ooh he just got me so worked up. i feel like hitting something.... bah! anyway, i think i will talk about toilet habits more often, it brought everyone out and got heaps of people commenting hahahah. you dirty filthy creatures!

05.05.04 | mobLOG

is there a phobia of going to the toilet in public? there has to be- and if so i have it. number 1- that's bearable. but number2- omg i hate it so much. SOOOO much- i will usually hold on til i get home, or better yet, try to make a morning habit of it. done, showered and then i can leave the house, feeling great! if my pattern gets upset (alcohol, drugs and curries can sometimes upset my routine) i get so annoyed and pissed off. and then i find myself at work, badly needing to go. its only just after lunch- can i hold til 5pm?
finally i work up the courage to go- i am fully cringing the whole time. every sound is amplified by a trillion. and then afterwards- after the embarassing walk back to my desk- paranoid that everyone has noticed i've been in there for longer than usual, everyone has heard me spray the toilet spray... EVERYONE KNOWS WHAT I WAS DOING!!!!!
the rational side of me says 'you're only human. everyone has to do it'. but the dominant, crazy side of me screams loud and clear- 'omg everyone knows you just crapped at work!'
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it!!!!!!!!
i wish i could just relax and be comfortable, instead of worrying al the time if i'll have to go while i'm out. public toilets, friends toilets, club toilets- i can't stand them. i just want my toilet, in my bathroom.

ok that's all i wanted to say. i just needed to get it out and off my chest, and de-stress.

01.05.04 | mobLOG

ahhh good old saturday morning tv- i love video hits and all those shitty shows. firstly, satan's love child, (aka Mecury 4- a lame core aussie boy band) are covering "Every little step" by Bobby Brown. In typical boy band fashion, they have taken a great song and made it average, but of course eveyrone loves it because they already know the tune and the lyrics. i'm watching the film clip, cringing, and i notice a new face- a white boy with a tuft of facial hair, and i'm thinking "hang on, that's not very "Mercury 4" like?" (a quick description- 3 tall, clean shaven blond boys- all quite average looking but with funky hair styles, and one short "black" guy, who isn't really black..... he's more like a cappachino colour. he's the token 'ethnic' guy who sings the rap parts.)
but alas, the short black boy is no more. he's been replaced with an equally short WHITE guy. NOOOOOOO they are breaking the boy band formula.

actually the real formula is one token ethnic, one brunette and two blonds. or maybe two brunettes and one blond. and if its a girl band, maybe trade up a brunette for a redhead! or an asian. dont you know, its all about variety!!!! VARIETY PEOPLE! i think that's why i hate mercury 4 so much. the 3 tall blond guys all look the bloody same- what were they thinking when they put together this band? where's the diversity?

ok enough boyband hatred. the second thing i was thinking this morning as a watched video clips. is Prince really the father of Michael Jackson's kids? mum told me she saw an interview on tv where the mother of the kids almost admitted who the real father was.... she said the children's names were the hint. that's screwed up if its true.... is it also true that he didn't want the kids to have his skin colour and nose shape, and that's why he got Prince's sperm?

well last night wasn't anything spesh- quite average and i'm really not a fan of family. its not my cup of tea unless you're pumped full of drugs and ready to rave the night away. so yea, crap night, was home before middnight. ooh that new jet song is so 'beatles' like.... very "let it be" style. ok back to the couch i go to watch more video clips.

30.04.04 | mobLOG

is the american influence on australia, through films and tv, too much? or are we just plan stupid?
a child is found unconscious in a bath. the mother calls for help. however, she calls 911 instead of the australian emergency number, 000. subsequently, the child dies.
as sad as this is, i can't help but want to say, "DUUUUUUHHHH! watched one too many american cop shows huh?" the emergency number has NEVER been 911, its always been 000. as a kid i remember lots of advertising and education to drill into us- "emergency? call 000!" I also realize that in a state of panic, you dont always think clearly- but honestly, what was she thinking? i'll just call 911, like in the movies? moooovies- not real. 911 applies to the usa and in the MOVIES! maybe we need more aussie cop shows like blue heelers on tv *shudders*

running late for work again- i'm so tired even tho i've been sleeping heaps. its all these long weeekends- i've gotten out of the 'working' mode, and into holiday mode. all i want to do is sleep all weekend, but instead i'm going to the BrisbaneLife late launch party at Family, and possibly to a party tomorrow night- and who are the hosts of this party? the Spierig brothers who wrote/produced/edited & director Undead, the movie. steve was invited and i'm making him take me.

28.04.04 | mobLOG

has anyone else seen footage of the olympic site in athens? its in shambles! some of the shooting qualifications were held there and it was just all loose dirt. there is less than four months to go before the games, and they have so much work to do. is anyone looking forward to these olympic games? i can't believe its been 4 years since the big "sydney 2000" games. of course there is hardly any publicity for these games compared to the last ones. i'm looking forward to the opening ceremony- with no nikki webster! yay!

27.04.04 | mobLOG

ALL YOU NEED IS FOOD!

briony's silly phrase of the day- "Corny of the Chippy". she keeps saying it over and over right on top of my head while i'm trying to do stuff online- GAH!

on sunday night steve and i went to lars and annora's for dinner- pork roast and roast vege's and norwegian sauerkraut! YUM! lars made the best sauce- port, norwegian brown cheese (that tasted and looked like caramel), milk etc. it was so creamy and yummy. i stuffed myself til i could eat no more. i really have to learn to cook- i'm so hopeless. and having mum here all weekend has made me crave home cooked meals more and more. anyone know any good (and EASY- i stress, they must be easy) recipes? jamie oliver is on at the moment, i should probably watch that instead of sitting at the computer.

sheila from 'chickenlegs.net' and 'cheesythighs.com' fame, has returned long enough to comment on my site and moblog and then she has bloody pissed off again. if anyone knows where she is hiding, let me know. SHEILA! come back!
off to sit on the couch and salivate over jamie's cooking.

24.04.04 | mobLOG

LOOOONG weekend for ANZAC day and mum is up for the weekend. we had a massive shopping day but i'll get to that later. heaps has happened over the past few weeks, as it does, and i haven't written about ANY of it. if you check out my moblog occasionally you'd probably know most of it (thru the photos) but if not, here's the low down. i feel like a big post or something.

ok so pony (briony-sister) has been here and everythings cool between us. we've been going to the naturopath, and often sitting in each others sessions, and working out issues between us. well not so much between us, but issues we've both had with our parents and that sort of thing. we're really working on opening out our relationship and closening our bond (which has never been close- due to alot of family history- and we dont want it to repeat) its interesting having a third opinion about this kind of stuff- sondra is more like a therapist then anything else. i never saw the connection before, but nony and i were falling into a pattern that is the norm for all siblings on mum's side of the family. mum's two sister have never gotten along- yet mum gets along with both of them and her brother great. our cousins- the middle one has always been the 'black sheep' of the family, per say, and the other two dont always gets along with her, yet get along with each other great. there's only two of us, which is a little different from all the other siblings, but we were already already headed down the same path. there's also a history of parent/child problems- great grandma doesn't get along with her daughter, mum and her siblings never got along so great with their mum (but heather (aka grandma- tho no one calls her that) is a whole other story all together), etc etc. unfortunately nony and mum are started to follow that pattern which is sad to see. but sondra has said these sort of family problems that seem to affect generation after generation can definately be stopped.
i know it may sound all wishy-washy to some people but i really like it. i was cynical at first, but within the first session she made some absolutely ASTONISHING calls jsut from looking at my eyes and tongue and nails etc. she hit some of my problems, personality traits, habits RIGHT on the head, before i had told her ANYTHING! she knew i had had some sort of problem around my uterus- the CIN 1 abnormal cells i had back in 2002- just from a spot in my eye! how crazy is that!!!!!

anyway, i had a run in with the most bigotted, conservative doctor the other week- my naturopath wanted pony and i to get a blood test to tell a few things- eostregen levels, thyroid stuff, b12 and folate defiency etc etc. anyway, i totally didn't know that a normal doctor doesnt do blood tests- you have to go to a pathologist. i also didn't realize that you could get it subsided- with medicare, or health care cards and such. i wanted to get it done and i knew it would cost money. anyway this old guy was such a cunt! he was like "what's wrong with you? why do you believe that bullshit? there is no scientific proof, unlike medicine. its all hogwash, and i will be not let you get any money back from the government to do such bullshit. you will have to pay the FULLL amount you dole sucking scum!" ok he didnt say the dole sucking scum but that was his tone and he said everything else, plus much much more. i was so shocked, offended and was getting so worked up. i totally wanted to just walk right out of there and demand to see someone else, but it was late and nony was with me and needed to actually see a doctor as she was sick as a dog. but ergh, he totally grated on my nerves. it pissed me off so much... brb waxing

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ok i'm hair free- got my underarms, eye brows and (shock horror) my upper lip (argh, i'm admitting to having hair on my lip!!!!! eeeeeek! that's sooo unfeminine) but NOW i'm beautiful (tho a little red and splotchy). nony did really well, considering she's in her first semester of college. mum bought her heaps of equipment and product and a big massage table,wax pots, etc etc. so she's starting to work from home, just doing all of my friends and her friends for dirt cheap! just as long as she covers the cost of the products and can afford to buy more. plenty of time to slowly increase the price once she gets further along with the course. so yea, any girls in brisbane who read my site- if you want dirt cheap waxing, facials, manicures and pedicures, eyelash/eyebrow tinting and massages let me know! i'm about to go down and get my eyelashes tinted as well! this so rules- i've always wanted to get all sorts of beauty treatments done, but have never been able to afford it. NOW I CAN! here's a couple of photos for your visual entertainment, with carrot cake making a small cameo!

well the massage table is covered with old towels until she gets a nice cover- and the wax pots are on a cute little wheely table we bought from IKEA- god i love their stuff, because i love putting it together when you get home.

anyway where was i? hmmm ok easter weekend- long weekend so we went home to bundaberg. got up nice and early and drove home.

lots of cane on the way home.
more cane- bundaberg is surrounded by cane!
finally we see some houses
home sweet home. mum is selling the house tho :( *sniff*
mum re-coloured and cut my hair. not a big difference tho.
more mirror photos
nony and felicity- we ran into skelton's (high school buddies) and hang out with them all evening. had such a great time catching up etc.

anyway i kinda forgot to take photos for half the trip- soyea, nothing overly interesting. but running into fiona, felicity and renee was the best! i totally didnt think anyone else had come back for easter, and then we ran into them at blockbuster on sunday. ended back at their place, and things were just like old times. i love that about fiona- i dont see her for months at a time, but things will always be the same when we are together. that's a special relationship- not something i've had often, but i've known fiona and been great friends with her since we were 9. i can totally see us at 50, catching up and things will be just the same between us. i had such a great time, fiona's parents are just as great as always, their house hasn't changed much since high school. the same motivational and funny pieces are stuck up in the toilet, all the same beautiful furniture and the fun and friendly atmosphere is still there. we ended up staying for dinner, and i laughed so hard i was crying afterwards as the girls and kerry (their mum) told this story about renee's school camp, where poor kerry ended up in some awkward situations. i dont know, i can't explain it at all,and it wouldn't seem funny if i did try to retell it. but it just felt so great- the skelton's have always had such a great family relationship, and i've always felt so great spending time withthem.

anyway i'm rambling.....what else has been happening? we went and saw the cat empire last saturday and MAN that rocked so hard. they played for like 2 and half hours, and were so much better live. the concert was sold out two nights in a row and i read that they sold out 3 shows in sydney. i can't believe their quick rise to fame- they seem like they appeared out of nowhere, tho i'm sure they were known in the local melbourne scene for ages before we heard them up here. the support act was "Skin"- this guy and girl duo who played only percussion- bongo drums and stuff. we weren't allowed camera's in the concert, tho i snuck mine in. but i only got a few photos while security weren't looking.

ok i'm going to have to put this post on hold- dinners ready and i'm in the mood to sit on the couch and zone out with a cold beverage.
thanks everyone for commenting- i dont plan to take my site down any time soon. i guess i was just wishing the impossible, and i know i can't have random people reading my website without people i know reading it too. i'll work out something.
anyway it feels nice to post again.

13.04.04 | mobLOG

i bit off all of my nails today- it wasn't an overly stressful day, i wasn't nervous or anything. i think its because i didn't take my magnesium& calcium tablets to bundy with me. a few chips and tears starting appearing over the weekend, and i tried so hard not to bite them. and today it all came undone. my fingers look so sad and stumpy now without nails.

an utterly pointless thing to write about, but i'm half hoping no one checks me site anymore. i miss writing stuff- not entertaining type writing, but just 'spilling my guts/getting it all off my chest" kind of writing. i found my diary at home, that i wrote in from grade 10-12. god its hiliarious- i was such a loser "omg, i so love such and such now", but its so great to have to read back over, years later.
anyway, i would hate to get rid of this domain- but i'm tempted to just start up a generic, template blog type thing and be anonymous all over again. can anyone recommend any other sites- apart from livejournal and blogger? however, i would miss this.... being able to ask a question, and get responses (and now i'll be made to look the fool as no one responds).

my life at the moment, in 50 words or less- living with nony is great, bundy was fun, miss mum & dad, feel i'm drifting apart from everyone, am i the only one who notices? seeing cat empire this saturday, loving my nokia (check out my moblog- videos and photos galore), i'm still loving my job.

29.03.04 | mobLOG

UPDATE: omg i am so angry, i want to kill these stupid ebay shitheads. firstly, this seller has a shitload of MP3 players and i bid on one, contacted him straight away, as i wanted it NOW NOW NOW!....... 10 days later. STILL no fucking response. so i email and said if i dont hear from you soon i'll leave negative feedback. FINALLY he/she gets off her ass and responses "why u so eager to leave neg feedback, i was away for the weekend...." yea right buddy... away for the weekend? well that does't explain why i didn't hear from you for 10 fucking days!
then he leaves feedback- "foreign address, bid before ask, no intention to buy". WTF?!?!?!? DUDE, i contacted you within 5 minutes of winning the auction. i emailed you every other day for 10 days! what a load of shit.

then there is this bitch who's selling these shoes i reallly really really wanted. i'm 100% sure i contacted her via "ask seller question"- and said "how much for shipping to oz? etc etc". never hear back from her... then i find her feedback- "never contacted me- BAD EBAYER!" ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH
i totally admit i have overlooked a few people (my buyers) i've been taking stuff to work every day, and am only just getting to the end of the pile. but i most DEFINATELY contacted her at the end of the auction- just to say, hi i won, i live in australia, how much will shipping be.....
so WHERE THE FUCK WERE ALL HER EFFORTS TO CONTACT ME, HUH? no where! she contacts me ONCE (with the wrong information- she only gave me the shiipping price for if i lived in the states!) and then leaves nasty feedback. GAH i just want to cyber slap her. she's fucken relisted the item, without bothering to try to contact me at all. fuckity fuckity FUCK! BLAH! i hate eveyrone. stupid ebay shitheads.
*sigh* its late. i'm tired. i really should crash.
but in non-ebay related news, i'm probably going to see the Cat Empire, fri 16th. hopefully with free tix, but if not, they're only $19! i haven't been to a concert in ages (not since T&S- well there was the Christina concert, but hehe, i'm talking about a live band, kinda concert... speaking of T&S, man i'm so hanging out for their new albumn (which is in production right now). argh i cant wait!)
ok that's it for now.

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meh, slack at updating yet again. i'm going to answer a few people who commented on the last post (figure if i'm writing stuff i might as well make it a proper post, so it looks like i'm updating my site)

OMG ben, i know the pain!(in reference to "Virtual Me"- one of the games on my phone.) i suck so much once it starts involving the up and down arrows. the keys are so hard to press quickly. i curse and swear to myself on the bus all the time. and what about 'Bounce"? i can't get past the first 4 fucking spikes! i suck SOOOO bad!
TheRoss- hell yes, the rock! Superstar is one of my favs too, along with My Number, I Hear Noises, All You Got, The First, This is Everything, Want to be bad, Proud.... oh hell, who am i kiddin? i love them all! and thanks, glad you like my site :)
Stu- man, i love that red and gray top- i love hoodies!!!!! i just bought it on the weekend. i have too many clothes, tho i dont wear most of them. that's why i've been selling stuff on ebay- i've got so much more stuff to sell, just gotta take photos and get it up there. will be doing that soon as i'm just sending off the last of the first lot of auctions. PHEW! its been an effort.
Lisa- drop me a line (muntedmess@hotmail.com) and we can talk about the 3200, talk about swapping backgrounds and pictures and ringtones etc!
ok fingers crossed i'l be motivated to post again when i get home today. oooh i'm so loving the moblog thing! i'm dreading my phone bill tho, anyone else with a moblog? tell me about it! hahah there's a photo from saturday nite- nony and i were waiting in the toilet line at the Normanby Hotel, and i'm pulling this "pissed off that girls take so long to piss" face, and someone commented on my moblog saying they thought it was a "come fuck me face*!!!! i look like a stunned mullet- eyes wide, screwed up face... god, in what universe, is that a "come hither" kind of look? AHAHHHAHAHA sooo not!

19.03.04 | mobLOG
*bid on my ebay auctions- LESS THAN A DAY TO GO!!!!*

I have a new phone! YAY! i have the Sex in the city theme as my ringtone at the moment. and it has a camera! wheeeeee! and i have a moblog. at the moment its just all photos of me (typical!), but as i get over the novelty of taking my photo on my phone, i'm sure i'll take some happy snaps of me on the move... "rhiannon- OUT AND ABOUT!" and yea, my aim is get a photo of the cute bus girl without her knowing.
mmmm i love polyphonic ringtones
ooh and i have this awesome game. "Virtual Me"- its like a tamagotchi kinda thing. i can make it look however i want, make it do things. the more levels i pass the more features i get to play with. and it does dance dance revolution. the arrows scroll across the bottom and i press the appropriate keys and make him/her/it dance!

16.03.04 | mobLOG
*bid on my ebay auctions- LESS THAN A DAY TO GO!!!!*

GAH! our net at work has been day ALL DAY! and it means i get further and further behind- i can't believe how much i rely on emails- for orders, approvals, customer contact! heaven forbid should i actually have to pick up a telephone! hehe
dear, dear, dear! i have been sooo slack. and rachel thought she had sinned against the camgirl gods. no way babe, i think i'm beating you.

its not that i DONT WANT to update... I DO! i just have nothing to say, or can't be fucked sitting down and typing it out. i always think of things during the day, on my way to work and think "OOH i so have to write about that".... but then i forget about it by the time i get home. like, i wonder if anyone else has the urge to talk to the people who share the bus to work with them EVERY DAY. because i catch the bus at the same time every morning, i see the same people. i know i'm running a little bit late if the indian lady from my building is waiting for the same bus as me, and i konw i'm running really late if the asian school boy is on the same bus as me... and i know i'm running on time if the cute, well- dressed girl gets on my bus a few stops after me. i dont know what it is about her, but i find myself staring at her all the time. she's kinda mediterranean looking- dark hair, olive skin. she's only about my high and is quite curvy (like myself). she's always looking so beautiful. every hair is perfect, her clothes are always so classy, and she's always wearing heels.i wish i could look like that. but god, it seems like so much effort.
anyway, she's about my age, and i just want to start chatting to her one day. she's obviously going to work too. and her work is only a few stops before mine. i wonder what she does, what she's like etc. i've been watching her for weeks now and i find i've kinda made up a personality for her. i'm probably way off.
there is also this girl at the company who makes our printing plates. i have to deal with her all the time, ordering etc. and she's really really lovely and we're really casual with each other now, and we chat every so often. i SO want to konw what she looks like, what she's like, if she's as young/old as i imagine her to be. i mean, i feel like i know her because i speak to her a billion times a day, yet we know nothing about each other.
i dont know, but i think its wierd. i see the same people on the bus, every day. we all sit there in silence, or perhaps smile at each other in recognition when the bus isn't moving because of a traffic jam. but no one talks to each other. i deal with the same people at work every day. but i only know them over the phone- i have NO idea what they look like.

oooh yea, i'm getting a new phone soon- i've ordered it and its being delivered to work in 7-10 working days. its a nokia 3200. colour screen, camera, polyphonic ring tones! heheh i so want to get "I believe in a thing called love"- The Darkness as my ringtone! ooh i'm so excited. i've also set up a moblog, and once i get my phone camera, i will update that when i'm at work, or out and about. does anyone have a moblog? what are you thoughts?

07.03.04
*bid on my ebay auctions!!!!*

PS- i'm worried alot of non-australians are going to get put off by the australian dollar prices. REMEMBER! the aussie dollar is still alot weaker than the american dollar. Check out the >currency converter for accurate exchange rates! and shipping usually isn't that bad if you're willing to wait 4-6weeks! so come on.... BID!

ok i've got a few things up on ebay at the moment, and so much more to come!. the lounge room is full of clothes, sectioned off into plastic bags, waiting to be photographed, and then sold! so if you ever saw an outfit i was wearing and thought "wow, that's really cool. i wish i had something like it"- then go over and check out the auctions! i'm getting rid of so much stuff. anything i haven't worn in the past 6 months or so. it breaks my heart to part with some of these clothes, but i so have to do it. my draws are already overflowing.
also, if there is anything that takes your fancy, but you dont like ebay or paypal, or you want to just make me an offer, then please do! as long as no one else has bid on it, i'm more than happy to organise a personal sale.

annora's hen's party was fun. i wasn't going to go, as i was sad and mopey and very anti-male. but heather called me and she sounded so sad i wasn't coming, i threw some clothes on and headed off. and i'm glad i did. we played silly games, told dirty sex stories- best shag, worst shag... talked about guys- our ultimate guy. we acted all girly, dressed annora up in a tiara, veil and lots of pink, we laughed at our penis straws, squealed at the vibrator someone gave annora.... hehe it was fun. til we headed off to karaoke, and ran into the bucks party. *sigh*
i'm sick of crying, i'm sick of being sad, i'm sick of feeling lonely. nony has been my saviour the past few days- its nice to have female company again, and just to have company when he's out (which he always is). anyway, off to put up some more ebay auctions.

ps- anyone reading my site who knows me in real life- FUCK OFF! (except for a select few- you know who you are... and if you dont, then *SMACK* wake up to yourself) i want to talk about stuff, but i hesitate coz of all of you. gossip, gossip, gossip. its like bloody high school.
man i totally hate so many people right now. mmm such seething rage- of course, its not directly at the person it should be. hahah its so much easier to just take it out on everyone else. sucked in everyone else.

06.03.04
*send me some loving.... or presents!*

so after a crap ass day, fights with my boy, feeling like shit all day, my sister (my saviour) and i started sorting thru our wardrobes, and pulling out stuff we dont wear anymore. next thing i know, a few hours later, we have a lounge room full of clothes and shoes. i suggested with think about selling our stuff on ebay, as i know a shitload of other camgirls do *cough*nay*cough* and it got me wondering- would anyone actually buy my stuff just because it was "livian's stuff"? heheh that would be funny. anyway, we will have stuff up in the next 24 hours.... a shitload of clothes (tops, skirts, pants, shoes etc... ranging from size 8-14 (australian sizes)) so keep an eye out for it.... one man's trash is another man's treasure... or so they say.

05.03.04
*send me some loving.... or presents!*

OMG OMG OMG! I WON A CAMMIE FOR BEST AUSTRALIAN CAM SITE! hehehe! i am so amazed and flattered and overwhelmed! i've had a busy week at work and haven't been online AT ALL! i barely even checked my email this week! i dont feel i deserve the award as i've been a slack ass lately, but i guess all the years of geeking it up at home on saturday nights when i should have been out partying or drinking, have finally paid off. i think i'm doing to have to go and have cocktails tonight to celebrate my win!
in other news, my mum is recovering nicely from her face lift.... oh i probably haven't mentioned that before, have i? well mum decided to get a little face lift, and she's been recovering the past week. everything is going fine and she's healing really really well.
to cocktail or not to cocktail? THAT is the question. its pissing down rain... lucky i brought my umbrella. but i dont think i'll be having a big night tonight-1/ elle (my friday nite buddy) is puffy like popeye (or so she says) after having her wisdom teeth out. OUCH i can sympathise there!
2/I've got an appointment at a Naturopath (sp?). not that i'm overly unhealthy- but i figure, there is always room for improvement, right? maybe she can explain why i'm always tired and stuff. oh gotta run! bye, and THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO VOTED FOR MUNTEDMESS! CHEERS!