Sunday, February 27, 2005

been around the world

over the last month i had slowly been losing my international readership. i was at an all time high with 80% australian readership. i wondered where my international readers had gone. had all you chileans stopped searching for little girl pussy? what was wrong with you?
then i checked today and you're back in the game. 52% australian, the rest made up of United States, Germany, Canada, United Kingdom, Norway, Chile, Pakistan and Kuwait, with only 2 searches for little girl pussy. the rest of you, it seems are lookin for hotties and this is the place for them. laura prepon, anna paquin, leelee sobieski, cate blanchett, they're all here. and me of course.

matt and i watched mall rats again last night. i picked it up thursday night at cash converters. sometimes you need blatant sexual jokes, sometimes you need to hear 'snoochie boochies', sometimes you need to laugh your ass off at the ridiculous.
and sometimes you need to fall in crush (notice i didnt say love, it has not reached the heights of vincent...yet) with someone again.

aaaah, jeremy london. back when i used to watch party of five, it was all for him. iloved that brooding, troubled look. i wanted to make it aaaall better. i wouldnt make squinty faces at him, or whine about him not having a job and riding that stupid motorcycle blah blah blah whatever your name is neve campbell. oh, julia, thats right.


my new goal is to be pen friends with him by the end of the year. updates will follow when they happen

Friday, February 25, 2005


so i gave in. i got myself one of those googleadsense thingos. i dont expect to make any money out of it, but in a couple of years they might send me ten bucks.
i dont click ads on peoples websites. they usually take you to porn or penis enlargements, neither of which i have any need for.

these ads are supposed to relate to whats being written on the website. so far mine have read the post about the kids being noisy and decided that YOU, the people who read this site, need now earphones to go with your cdmans.

i am setting out to change that

what you need is chocolate. chocolate chocolate chocolate. and cheese, cheese is yummy. some good camembert with nice crackers. sitting down and watching criminal intent with cheese and crackers, that'd be nice. and after that we can have a lovely cup of dilmah tea. dilmah tea is the best, even though i'm currently drinking tetley because it had a competition on the box to win a mazda2 which is really what i'd like right now, not you guys, so disregard that. what else would you guys like....oh! see the ticker? its my birthday next week. you should by me presents! i like presents.
there's a link to my torrid wishlist up there ^ you could get me something from there but it wouldnt get to me in time. hmm... things from kmart and target are fine too, you know

i wonder if i've changed my ads yet? i'll keep going

books. i love books. and pretty things. i like old dolls...i really want an original blythe doll but they're spensive....or something from ikea....look, you guys know me by now, you should know what i like.


i processed a book yesterday at work called 'elephant elements'. people higher up than me have decided its not suitable for the library, especially since it was supposed to be a childrens book. i'm looking around online at the moment to try and find some pics.

nope, only of the cover. it's a book of opposites. big small, left right, top bottom, for instance. but then it goes on to other opposites, like corked and uncorked, fixed and broken, alight and put out, and the last one? alive and dead


boy and girl are distinguished by where the wee puddle is underneath them
you really need to check it out

Thursday, February 24, 2005

takes me back
(takes my front as well)

i heard this song this morning. i haven't heard it in so long. i miss regurgitator. i liked their old stuff better than their new stuff

I like your old remix better than your new remix

i've got your photograph fifty times on my wall
i've got your autographed underpants in my drawer
i'm always singing to your cd on my stereo
you see me smiling back i'm always in the front row

the day has come and my heart's in a rollercoaster
a hot new album and it's got a free promo poster
i'm freaking out and i just can't hide it
i've lost my brain and i'm so excited

i rush home to listen to your new sounds
i put it on and shit is all that i heard
you're nothing like you were before
now i can't believe that you went and changed

oh no
i like your old stuff better than your new stuff (x4)

i thought they understood now i feel so alone
straight away and i'm talking on the telephone
i call my friends but i don't know what to say
regurgitator's new record sounds so passe

it's like a cross between cold chisel and the prodigy
they're fucked now and they're sure not what they used to be
you've lost a fan and i hope you lose more
so be prepared for a great big fall

it's gonna take no time at all for me oh
to get your songs up and out of my head
the music sucks and the words mean nothing at all
so quit this band and never come back again

never come back again
i like your old stuff better than your new stuff (x16)

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

while looking for birthday tickers, i found this one
dre e e e eam, dream dream dream

i wont bore you with my actual dream, cos its boring, but i'll just give you the basics

In a dream the sight of a busy airport represents the desire for freedom and/or travel as this is the jumping off point for all those who travel the world and it brings out your hidden desires to do the same. If the airport is empty and deserted your own travel plans will be changed or delayed.

An elevator dream is a rather complex dream and you should interpret it in light of all the other symbols in your dream, for one thing, if the elevator is going up your fortunes will increase, down is the opposite. If the elevator continues to go up and down with out letting you off means you have let your emotions, or your situation, get out of control and must do something to stop it.

A running dream is basically a dream of escaping a certain situation, person, or thing. If you succeed in running away from, or elude a pursuer, then you will be able to change those things in your life that has you 'on the run'. If you dream of the desire to run but cannot get your feet to obey it shows a lack of self confidence and perseverance on your part. Try sticking to your guns and see how much your life will change.

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

i do love my job

not so much that i want to marry it or anything cos that'd just be weird, but, as much as i love my job, its still face to face customer service. that means that i will undoubtably some across a wide spectrum of people.
some are lovely. for instance the nice german man wh gave me a box of chocolates for sending a fax.
some are hot. for instance, greg who i had a crush on in the olden days.
some are..... please insert your own word here after you hear the story.

a nice enough looking middle aged lady came to the desk:

'do you have a book know...those children...they're look at them and you just know there's something wrong with them. they look like monkeys, or mongoloids'
'...children with down syndrome?'
'yes! thats the ones!'

i really hope she found the information she was looking for about those spastic mongoloid kids
idiot i-d-i-o-t, idiot

iraq - thought to have weapons of mass destruction, america went over there and shot a whole lot of people, iraq found to not actually have any weapons of mass destruction

iran - thought to have weapons of mass destruction, actually does have weapons of mass destruction (or so we are led to believe)

see the difference one letter makes? america, with their insane addiction to spelling bees has mispelled the name of a country and invaded the wrong one

silly americans

Monday, February 21, 2005

dear vincent,
i watched criminal intent last night. it was the one where the public had to decide whether or not to kill nicole. we chose kill.
if i could get away from the tv for a sec and grab the phone i would have chosen for her to live because i love what she does to your face. all those emotions she makes you feel, makes me want to hug you* and make it all better.
i know that criminial intent is just a show, and that detective goran is just a character, but i think i need him right now.

there's some stuff going on that is pretty crappy, and i need my side. i need bobby to find him, rip his arms up behind his back and talk right into his ear about how you're taking him down to the station for questioning. and when you've got him there, ask him those questions, get him to tell you everything. make him say yes, im guilty and im sorry.
and then be there at the end to comfort me and make me feel better.

i dont want a signed photo of you, done by someone else. i want a real reply.

can you make it better?

love carly

*please read anything into that that would make you feel better....anything

Saturday, February 19, 2005

on my way to the tram stop on monday afternoon i was feeling ready for home. i'd had my fun. i'd stayed out till all hours, wandering the streets drunk after dancing all night. i'd had a quick feel of share house living. i lived the life of a richmondite and was ready to be a christies beachian again. having been home a little while now, i want to go back.

i havent handled this week very well at all. my tolerance for child noise is at an all time low. the boys came in to visit me at work today and i was happy to see their little faces and feel their beautiful hugs, but i was just as happy to see them go.
i stuck them both in front of the tv from 7:30 tonight. i actually thought it was earlier, it felt like hours but it was only 1. how many times did i ask them to be quiet in that hour? how many times did i threaten them with smacks that i couldnt go through with because i was frightened at my own strength/weakness?
i dont want to be a smacking mummy. i want to be a mummy who sees all those good things that kids do. like the bird that e made at childcare, like how x will talk about peoples feelings, why cant i concentrate on those? why am i thinking about how loud they are, how boisterous, how if they dont just shut the hell up and sit still for 5 fucking seconds im going to go insane...

its 9:20 pm. my house is quiet except for the clacking of keys and the swishy hum of my dishwasher. the dog is fed and the house is pretty clean.

im not happy

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

the peace of adelaide

i made it home...just. i almost had a missing the flight experience not unlike the last time i was in melbourne but i made it and had time to buy a cherry ripe before boarding.


but lets start from the beginning, shall we?

at 1:30 i was waiting at the airport still because my flight had been delayed. this gave matt the opportunity to spy a group of people holding guitars. he decided they might well be the shins and approached them. they were actually the waifs but they're still a cool band, so what the hey! i'll just take this time to point out that the girls of the band werent actually hanging around at the time which helped the confusion.
after i boarded the plane and sat down a flipped through the inflight magazine, found out that you dont get snacks on virgin blue flights, not even a glass of water, and promptly fell asleep

while i was doing this, matt was on his way out of the airport where he sees a group of guys with a whole heap of luggage. they have a cool crocodile game where you take turns pushing the teeth down in its mouth until it snaps on your fingers.

it was the shins

and eli played the game with them and matt spoke to them and then got his name on the door, as well as marcs. i need to point out here that matt had spent the earlier part of the week running around trying to get shins tickets. even begging the venue and calling the db prize frenzy line over and over, so bumping into them was a pretty amazing thing to happen to say the least.

i got to melbourne, grabbed my bag, hopped a skybus, hopped a station bus, hopped a tram and kept my eyes open for theresa's street. then i saw it. the huge...immense...fantastical blue and yellowness that is the ikea sign.
can you believe it? you can see ikea from the end of theresas street. wow.
so i hopped it to ikea and wandered around and orgasmed all over the place. it was pretty messy but fun and they're so organised over there they just cleaned it right up. i evn had a red fizzy drink and a muffin at the cafe. oooh. i bought a foldy bear and a notebook for sharyns birthday. i messaged matt and told him we're selling all our furniture, hiring a truck and bringing it back from ikea full.
so then i wandered back to theresas house, inroduced myself to the cat, and settled down on the couch to play nature park and wait for theresa.

she left me a lovely note, and i'd scan it for you but it's in the bag that i left with her but thats a part of the story that comes at the end, so lets move on.

she walked in looking absolutely beautiful and we hugged and squealed like the little piggies we are, got changed and went down the street for some vietnamese dinner. really really yummy. i had chicken with cashews and vegetables, and theresa had beef with garlic and we shared it all and it was lovely. we went to the terminal (the termy) afterwards for a couple of beers, (yes i had beers) and a boy said i looked like a lolly and asked if i smelled like a lolly too. so i let him smell me. he said it wasnt like a lolly, but it was still nice. we have the feeling he was once a very clever boy and somewhere along the way he lost his brain and started wearing his baseball cap a bit crooked and hanging out in bars too much. we ended up playing pool with him and then leaving.

after a big long chat and some more cuddles we retired for the night. i got to sleep with vladimir the puss cat. he is so lovely. even when i smacked him in the face and kicked him in the morning he just laid there and kept sleeping. in the morning theresa went for a run and told me to hop in her bed to keep sleeping. i messaged matt:

im in theresas bed and last night i slept with a boy called vladimir...ok, theresas out and vlad's a cat

he rang back later in the day

'who's this vlad???'
'he's a cat'
'so you said, who is he??'
'he's a cat. like a furry meowing cat'
'...oh...i thought cat was some word you'd picked up for a hot guy or something'

silly boy

theresa had to work so we walked down to bridge road and had a coffee at sass
(sass cafe 142 Bridge Road 9428 0344
Espresso delecatessen. Breakfast, Lunch. Courtyard. Eat In or Take Away. Outside dining . Open 7 days)

and met the lovely ( or so i thought at the time, and still do...explanation later) chris. he charmed us and then theresa went to work and i went along bridge road.

i spent 4 hours shopping on bridge road. i only bought a few things but the fact that i could walk around by myself and look at the things that i wanted and try things on without feeling like i needed to rush, and without having to worry about a child opening the changeroom while im was amazing. i throughly reccommend it.

i met up with theresa and we went home to get ready to go out. we were invited to a birthday party at a turkish restaurant. it was a really nice atmosphere there, a pokey little place with worn wooden stairs and richly carpetted rooms. and we had a belly dancer! the food was a rip off tho and the baklava! it was not baklava. you dont want to mess with me and baklava cos baby, i know baklava and this wasnt it.
we left the turkish place and decided we needed to go dancing, so we did. first we went to polly. here is a review i found of polly from miettas


03 9417 0880, Fitzroy 3065

Brunswick St; Open: Tues - Sat 5pm- 1am, Sun 4pm - 11pm, Closed: Mons, Most Public Holidays; Licensed; Seats Inside 57

Set right in the middle of Melbourne's grunge hub, this is a bar for adults. Dimly lit, its windows dressed in swags of velvet, and sunk deep into softness of a velveteen armchair, its a great place for a drink with that special friend or a whole group of them. The low hum of conversation is fuelled by an extensive cocktail menu and a wine list that presents a mostly Victorian selection. There are bar snacks available and hand rolled cigars, if the mood takes you.

it was nice in there but i was in the mood for dancing and that we did! we hot footed it to the night cat and daaaaaanced. theresas version of hot footing it was bending over, lifting up her skirt and showing us how her stockings had fallen down her and were exposing her a g string...oh how we laughed. so much so that i have no idea how we stayed up right. other than looking at theresas bum, (which we did a lot cos she walked like that for ages AND cos its a very nice one), we made hannah walk in front of us most of the way cos we decided she has the best arse we'd seen. and could we stop touching it? no, no we couldnt.

here is a review of the night cat, form the same place as before

The Night Cat

03 9417 0090, Fitzroy 3065

Johnson St; Open: Thur-Sun 8pm-1am, Closed: Some Public Holidays; Licensed; Seats Inside 220

A huge room that packs them in almost every night at the later end of the week, even Sunday. Each evening a different rythmn, many choose their favourite and keep coming back. Its always dance music however in the fashion that means you have to touch the person you dance with like salsa, or jazz sometimes it get pretty hot on the dance floor. Drinks are at realistic prices and expect a door charge later in the evening.

Other published opinions
The Age, A2, 29/11/03, Melinda Houston,'Still funky after all these years, this spacious venue is a great room for a big group and has live local music on

this place ruled. i cant remember the name of teh band playing but it was funky as and we danced and danced and danced. since we were drunk and the floor was black and white checkered we had to stick to the black. we had fun.

after a long long walk to some other place, we found out there was a cover charge and decided to go home. hannah slept over too and we had lots of giggles then fell asleep


thats all i can do for one night, thats long enough as it is. when i get my camera back from theresa i'll update with some pics, but i'll keep the writing going tomorrow...its bed time now


it's now friday. matts gone to a gig, the boys are watching rugrats go wild, and im finally able to sit here for longer than three seconds and continue the tale of my weekend away.

so the night cat. we ran inside and made our way to the bar via the black squares. can i just say how hot we all looked saturday night? we looked hot. anyway, we're hopping through the place and i hop all the way to the bar and end up straddling the corners of two black squares and pressed up against a cute looking boy. hello! i then spin around and land with my feet back on the black squares, look back over my shoulder and exclaim, 'it's like hopscotch!' looking back now i think that this behaviour may have had something to do with the fact that when i later returned, more drunk, to ask the boy if he could pretty please buy me a coke, he said no. silly boy. i even offered him a dance in return, but no. thats ok, i was dancing with theresa and hans and we were having fun.

on sunday we got up and went down bridge road for coffee at chris' cafe again. more scrambled eggs, bacon and spinach on rye. yummo. chris says he was thinking of going to the st kilda festival and we all say, what a coincidence, so are we!
he and theresa secide to meet up later and go together and hannah, krystal and i tram our way to st kilda.

the st kilda festival is the biggest outdoor music festival in the southern hemisphere. acording to some guy who was emcing the event, there were 400 000 people there, thats one in ten people of victoria. so theres no surprise i didnt even catch a glimpse of xavier rudd. i did get to see hot live and dance dance dance in the earthcore cage. all thoder dj beats werent the sort of music i would normally listen to, or by on cd, but it was cool and fun to dance to.

after a long walk/tram home, hannah and i find theresa at home with chris and its time for me to toddle off to bed, but not before chris serenades me with ozzy osbourne, perfomed on acoustic guitar, in an irish accent. it was a weekend of firsts, let me tell you.

i was woken later in the night by kissing sounds but managed to get back to sleep. i recall the words 'she'd kill me' from theresa. i had a little giggle to myself and slept again.

in the morning...well, monday was the day when it all turned a little bit shit. i think we were a tad grumpy from being sleepy, but chris just wouldnt go away. it would have been ok, i think if we hadnt started bitching about it, but theresa and i are girls that need there space and having a boy sleep over and then spend the LAST DAY OF YOUR HOLIDAY with you was a little claustrophobic.
we had breakfast again, walked down bridge road to see hannah, walked back up, escaped chris and walked home. we detoured to the pub for a coke where we discussed ditching chris and why we felt obliged to hang out with him for the day. we decided not to and theresa called him and told him i wanted to go to ikea and he started saying all this crap about why dont i just go to kmart. yeah, that was about when i really got pissed off at him. i managed to keep it in until we got to the beer garden and he had a go at me for not drinking beer.

'im sorry chris, if you would like to buy me a baileys please feel free and go ahead, if not, shut up and leave me alone'

yeah, i felt better after that.

we didnt go to ijea but we did talk about it and how great it is when we got back to the beer garden. on and on we went. they shut up pretty quickly.

it was getting late and i almost missed my tram, managed to leave a bag with theresa and got off at the wrong tram stop, but i made it in the end.

monday was valentines day and matt and i got each other the exact same thing. yep. last valentines we went to see big fish. i dont know what happened. at the end we both just sat there, had a cry and hugged. something happened at the end of that movie. i guess it was enough to make us both remember cos when i got home on monday night and saw the dvd shaped parcel on the coffee table i came right out and said 'i know what it is!' we had both gotten each other a copy of big fish. i dont know whether or not to keep hold of them both as a memory of us actually thinking the same thing for once. i doubt it'll happen again for a while.

i'm ba-ack

i'l be back online later tonight to do a proper fill-you-in on what happened in melbourne. for now im about to have some ', exploding?' and watch big fish

i shall return

Friday, February 11, 2005

oh, btw

did i mention im going to melbourne? im going to melbourne. today. at 1:30 i will be on a plane and then i will be in melbourne and the first place im going is ikea and then theresas.

yay me
i'll write ya'll when i get back...if i come back...mwahahahahahaa
you know what?

you dont realise how many things you bump into while you're walking around until you cover your legs with hair removal gel cream

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

please give me your opinion

i ordered a book. i checked when i got in that morning and i was still on the request list. i check that afternoon and my request says 'hold cancelled by library'. apparently you do that when the book needs to be repaired or something like that. i look up the file on the book. it says 'just returned'. no mention of damage. i check the shelf. the book is there and is in fine condition. i check the cancelled entry and note the time. 11:01. i check the roster and note that a certain person who has taken a distinct disliking to me was on desk at 11:00

what happened to the book?
i have pull

because i rule so much i get to have a say on what adelaide cds the library gets. i have of course already suggested the velveteen habit and leighstardust, but are there any other local bands that you guys think we should have at our library?
you'll need to let me know by tomorrow lunch time.


remember, its your library too

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

i am the other half of kents brain

from the dock of the bay

Some of the traits associated with the right side of the brain are listed in the table. Not all of the traits will apply to you. Remember, we use both side of our brain, but your right sides gets the most exercise.

Type of Cognitive Processing

Brief Description
Holisitc: Processing information from whole to part; sees the big picture
first, not the details.

Random: Processing information with out priority, jumps form one task to another.

Concrete:Processes things that can be seen , or touched - real objects.

Intuitive:Processes information based on whether or not it feels right know answer but not sure how it was derived.

Nonverbal:Processes thought as illustrations.

Fantasy-Oriented: Processes information with creativity; less focus on rules and regulations

i'd like to point out how many spelling/typing errors there are on that site : lots.
whoever typed it up was using whatever side of the brain cant type very well or cant be stuffed proof reading,spell checking or using the backspace key

Monday, February 07, 2005

lets play a game

who's going to melbourne this weekend?
who's sleeping over at sexy theresa's house?
who will be going to the most rad st kilda festival on sunday?
who will be getting home late on valentines day expecting millions of valentines and not recieving any?

the answer?

amanda vanstone

i can not stand this woman. have a look at her

'you tried to hit me with this plank of wood? see that was just silly because all that wil happen is it will get sucked into my fat folds and make me stronger! i am the superhero vanstonia! bow before me puny mortals as i sacrifice you to my goddess gargan!'

(please click the link to gargan)

btw, she doesnt say all that in a superhero voice, she says it in a nasaly, i told you so voice. thats why we hate her

im not going to go over the story, but a woman was wrongfuly detained in baxter detention centre because the government believed she was an illegal migrant, rather than the mentally ill missing for 10 months woman that she was.

john howard, and we all know my feelings on this "man", wont apologise, and neither will stupid fat heifer amanda vanstone. do we need another photo? yes

do you know what she's saying in that pic? she's saying, 'apologise? no' and what you cant see is her shaking her head and then laughing her fat jiggly arse off at the thought of apologising.
another thing that annoys me about her is her use of the word 'vis-a-vis'

this is my favourite photo of amanda

the south australian premier, mike rann has the right idea:
"Surely if someone is wrongfully imprisoned in a detention centre for illegal migrants, then surely an apology is warranted," he said.

"Isn't that the decent thing to do? Surely we can be big enough as a nation and big enough as a people to say sorry to someone who's been put through this terrible ordeal."

is it just me, or does that make sense?

Saturday, February 05, 2005

from kents blog

1.Copy and Paste in your blog
2. BOLD anything true
3. Leave plain anything untrue
4. Add a new one to the end

001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more tv than I used to.
003. I love olives.
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own lots of books.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
007. I love to play video games.
008. I’ve tried marijuana.
009. I’ve watched porn movies.
010. I have been in a threesome. (Sort of)
011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
012. I believe honesty is the best policy.
013. I have acne free skin.
014. I like and respect Al Sharpton.(i dont know who that is)
015. I curse frequently.(cuss, one of my favourite words. cunt is also one of my favourite words)
016. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
017. I have a hobby.
018. I’ve been told I have a nice butt.
019. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
020. I’ve never broken anyone else’s bones.
022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
023. I love rain.
024. I’m paranoid at times.
025. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
026. I need money right now.

027. I love sushi.
028. I talk really, really fast sometimes.
029. I have fresh breath in the morning.
030. I have semi-long hair.
031. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.
033. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
034. I shave my legs.

035. I have a twin.
037. I couldn’t survive without Caller I.D.
038. I like the way that I look.
039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
040. I know how to do cornrows.
041. I am usually pessimistic.
042. I have mood swings.
043. I think prostitution should be legalized.

044. I think Britney Spears is pretty.
045. I have cheated on a significant other.
046. I have a hidden talent.
047. I’m always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
048. I think that I’m popular.
049. I am currently single.
050. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
051. I enjoy talking on the phone.
052. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
053. I love to shop
054. I would rather shop than eat.
055. I would classify myself as ghetto.
056. I’m bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
057. I’m obsessed with my LJ blog!
058. I don’t hate anyone.
059. I’m a pretty good dancer.
060. I don’t think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington….. I don’t care
061. I’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
062. I have a cell phone.
063. I watch MTV on a daily basis
065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
067. I have never been in a real relationship before.
068. I’ve rejected someone before.
069. I currently have a crush on someone.
070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
071. I want to have children in the future
072. I have changed a diaper before.

073. I’ve had the cops called on me before.
074. I bite my nails.
075. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
076. I’m not allergic to anything deadly.
077. I have a lot to learn.

078. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger.
079. I plan on seeing Ice Cube’s newest “Friday” movie.
080. I am very shy around the opposite sex.
081. I’m online 24/7, even as an away message.
082. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
083. I have tried alcohol before.
084. I have made a move on a friend’s significant other in the past.
085. I own the “SOUTH PARK” movie.
086. I have avoided assignments to be on Xanga or Livejournal my blog.
087. When I was a kid I played “the birds and the bees” with a neighbor or chum.
088. I enjoy country music.
089. I love my best friend.
090. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
091. I watch soap operas whenever I can.
092. I’m obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
093. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
094. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
095. I know all the words to Slick Rick’s “Children’s Story".
096. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
097. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
098. I have dated a close friend’s ex.
099. I’m happy as of this moment.
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. Had a crush on somebody you have never met.
102. I’ve kissed someone I knew I shouldn’t.
103. I play a musical instrument.
104. I strongly dislike math.
105. I’m procrastinating on something right now.
106. I own and use a library card.
107. I fall in “lust” more than in “love.”

108. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks.
109. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever.
110. I’m obsessed with the tv show “Lost.”
111. I am resentful that I have to grow up.
112. I am an entirely different person around different people.
113. I think the world would be a better place if people just smiled more often.
114. I think ramen is the best kind of food in the whole world.
115. I am suffering of a broken heart.
116. I am a nerd. and proud of it!!
117. No matter where I am or who I’m with, I always seem to be lonely.
118. I am left handed and proud of it.
119. I don’t change who I am for someone else.
120. My heart resides below my feet.
121. I am a Senior in High School.
122. I enjoy smoothies.
123. I have gastritis.
124. I have nothing better to do with my time.
125. I am listening to Radiohead right now.
126. Most people call me by my middle name.
127. I once stole a music stand.
128. Pi confuses me.
129. I love NASCAR!
130. I own over 200 CDs.
131. I work 7 days a week. (and i dont get paid for it)
132. I have mono. (Mono .NET, punk!)
132. I don’t have the ability to make decisions without changing my mind.
133. People tell me I have a horrible sense of humor.
134. I’m only wearing underwear.
135. I had more than one Thanksgiving dinner this year.
136. I’ve drove to a different state to see a band I like.
137. I am the most overanalytical person I know.
138. I believe in wasting time.
139. I don’t listen to much music.
140. I have a shoe fetish.
141. My favorite holiday isn’t Christmas.
142. I prefer weeks off of work instead of days here and there.

143. I love sex
144. I wanna go home
145. I don’t know what I would do without my friends.
146. Christmas threw up in my dorm room and I love it.
147. Friends is my favorite TV show.
148. I can touch my nose with my tongue.
149. On most days, I like my job.
150. I need a new piercing or tattoo
151. Been embarrassed by the number of people you’ve slept with.
152. I still use the phrase “When I grow up”
153. I have a need to use phrases and words from the 80’s to “relive my youth.”
154. I’ve given birth without pain killers of any sort.
155. I would do anything for my husband.
156. I go to the gun range to relieve frustration. haha
157. My name is Mindy, but I’ve never met Mork.
158. I want to get my drivers lisence next year.
159. My passion is art
160. 160 questions was a waste of my time.
161. I unicycle.
162. it's been 2 years since i've been to the big day out
dear sean

lets add spain, india, jamaica and canada

Friday, February 04, 2005

i'm taking the stick

from vicki who got it from boo, im taking the stick and posting my answers:

What are the first ten random songs on your computer/MP3 player?

1. tmrw vs y'day - the lucksmiths 'if i cant see you in the future, i'll see you in the pasture'
2. hiccups - darren hanlon 'a thousand ideas i try to tell crossword girl, how do i get one across when you're always too down?'
3. the sound of white - missy higgins 'if things get real for me down here, promise to take me back to where we were before you went away'
4. madonna does shakespeare - tripod 'one two three forsooth!'
5. goodbye little alarm clock - tripod 'you didnt do much, you just sat here making noise and now thats what i do for a living''but they can keep their skateboards cos you go backwards and forwards, not unlike words like glenelg or boob'
6. punk's not dead - darren hanlon 'in the morning she says 'never mind the bollocks, here's your cup of tea''
7. doctor spoya - tripod 'though we may poke out our pelvis, this bit isnt very elvisy'
8. welcome home - the lucksmiths 'smile in melbourne again'
9. casualty - missy higgins 'its been too long since i looked after me'
10. he misses you too, you know - darren hanlon 'you both look like you're straight out of an insurance commercial. as i drove away, you both waved from your driveway'

7% of my visitors come from chile. im finding that really bizarre. most of the people who visit my blog are from australia, then america...and then chile. this week the countries who have graced the pages of the faerierealm are

United States
United Kingdom
Viet Nam

and they got to me via other website links, or by searching for these gems

dogs die in hot cars fest/mush
female inxs audition
story baby batter
january 09,2005 and australia
lyrics whitlams come on pauline
velveteen habit

i think its the first time ever ive had a week where ive had noone searching for 'little girl pussy'but here's a picture for them anyway so they keep coming back

it's coming

i wish it was fathers day or something