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Hard Work
My brain is in very intense figure-it-out mode… I totally flummoxed myself the other day and am trying to move right along – which is easier said than done. I’ve reached a Significant Point in Annalyn, which of course means it’s a turning point as well – at least I think so… Hmmm…. I have an idea… Imoh, if you’re interested, I’ll post the following paragraph or two when I’ve got them.
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Dammit!
Tonight sucked. I'm trying very hard not to think about it. I'll deal with it tomorrow when I go back to work and hope my boss doesn't throttle me (I would if I were him!). What is it with people? *rant alert!* Half the time I'm invisible to the customers - merely an extention of the computer. Many of them are rude and some of them are sleezebags and yet more are shit-heads (yes, that is technical terminology). Sometimes I just wish the customers would all BUGGER OFF and leave me alone. Dammit. *sulks* *pouts* *stomps around* *growls*
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The trouble with insanity is...
.... people think you're nuts. Question: You have $150 to splurge; do you a) buy books - b) buy new lace-up shoes because your current ones are going to bite the dust in the next six months - c) buy books - d) buy the Sharp's collection of 10 DVDs which you've been wanting for over a year now - e) buy books - f) buy warm things for winter - or - g) buy books? Back to the writing. I will do a propper post soon... really
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Contradictions
Easter sunday today. I drove up to Roma with my sister and brother in-law on Thursday night to stay with my parents and we're heading home today. It's wierd - there's something in me that is only ever at peace when I'm with my mum and dad - but there's another part that is left without defence, leaving me over sensitive and easily wounded (my own insecurities, I'd say). I don't want to leave, but I have to go - flee into my solitude and pull my heart back into my chest and consider what to do. Choices to make... none of them easy. Last steps to independance, for me and my parents - because it's the right thing to do for all of us. But how do I get there? That's what I need to figure out.
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Dammit!
I did a cheeful easter post, but LJ ate it. Tough bickies. I'm off to bed.
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Irritation and Brain Farts
This was so not my night. To alleviate my irritation, vent my frustration, and generally compensate fro feeling like a moron, I'm sending out a universally rude hand gesture to the personage who filled their car with fuel at my work tonight, and hooned off without paying. In other news, I had a five-page brain fart in the latest section of Anna. I can justify the events within those pages, but they're still a brain fart.
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Evil Seductive Golden Bunnies
Damn them with their golden foil and crinkly red ribbons with shiney, tinkley bells... Freakin' Easter. Goddamn chocolate bunnies. Show me a Cadbury chocolate bunny and I can resist easy-peasy. But Lindt chocky - OMG!!! **Chockygasm** A hoard of shiney, golden Lindt bunnies are sitting on the work counter staring at me. I can hear them whispering.... Eat ME!!!
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The unspoken...
I'm slooooowly writing my way out of this wet paper bag. Anyway, back to work.
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Frying pan justice
I wonder how long you go to jail for if you cap your friend’s brother with a frying pan? This fucktard has the nerve to corner her alone, first telling her that he knows what he did to her when she was a little kid was wrong and how awful he feels about it *insert flying frying pan connecting with his head – cast iron too, none of this stainless steel crap* and then on the next breath starts in on the details of his sex life with his soon-to-be ex *Frying pan*. Fuckhead. Bastard. *Frying pan*
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Thank god for that trucky...
I have gravel rash on my knees - and not for any fun reason either. These last three weeks have been horrible. I filled in for one of the ladies at work the last two weekends and managed to stuff up in a new and dumb way almost every day. The EFT machine has been on the fritz, which has been a nightmare - I was there alone tonight when it shat itself and ended up with about twenty customers waiting. Then I headed home at 12:45am and on the highway I saw a big semi-trailer truck flashing his lights at me. Checked my high beam, then realised he was stationary and his high beams were flashing as a hazard warning. I glanced around in time to see a pile of maybe rags about 20 metres in front of the truck. The trucky was getting out of the cab and hurrying up the road. Took me a second to realise what I'd seen was a person. So I chucked a uturn and parked on the side of the road and went to help. The woman hadn't been hit, I think, but had a seizure or something. We called the cops and the ambulance and they came, got details and took the woman off to hospital. Thank the universe for that trucky, because it was sheer luck he saw that woman lying there and didn't run over her. So actually, in comparison, my last three weeks haven't been so bad. But gravel rash is a bitch.
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Sorry: The Stolen Generation
I'm happy to say that I am incredibly proud of the Australian Prime Minister, Kevin Rudd. He put his foot down and took possibly one of the most important steps in Reconciliation: Today Mr. Rudd gave a speech, saying 'Sorry,' to the Stolen Generation. I didn't get to see it, because I slept in (dammit!) but I'll keep an eye on Youtube and the news. A friend of mine said it was fantastic - she also said the whole audience turned their backs when the Leader of the Opposition spoke (he's been bitching about the 'sorry' day for at least a month. Also, I just went down town and saw the Aboriginal flag flying outside a number of the schools. It's the first time in long while that I've truly felt proud of my country and leader. Well done, Mr. Rudd.
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Entertainment
Proof of how little it takes to keep me amused for over half an hour: http://www.terrypratchettbooks.com/disc Any one with five minutes to spare should try this, its hillarious. Advise: aim for more than one hit at a time - the noise combination is freaking funny - the best noise I got was from consecutive hits to two snowmen, a dog/wolf/whatever and a sheep. So much fun! lmao!
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Changes, news and so on...
Lots of stuff going on at the moment. I've had two job interviews in two weeks - both for Toowoomba council traineeships (Youth Worker & Art Gallery) and I should hear back in this next week if either of them want me. My brother, James, had his CD launch on Sunday, which went very well, I think. The Toowoomba Mayor was there along with a few other Significant Persons, which I figure is a good sign. http://www.jamesanderssen.com/ Annalyn is going well. She and Ravain are getting into a rhythm - verbal slaps left, right and centre. I was worrying the other day that I have too many POVs - Anna, the Mother, Sieth and Domokos - and was thinking that I might wiggle Domokos' stuff around, so that his events are seen from Sieth and Anna's points of view; but Mavis brought up a very relevant point: Anna, Ravain and Sieth - and even the Mother - are all very strong and set firmly on their paths. They're not engaging in a moral or emotional battle on a human level - not yet at least. But Domokos is a man who's found out he was playing for the wrong side, and even though he's trying to do the 'right thing' now, he has a bad habit of thinking he knows best, which is going to land him in trouble, I think. Good intentions paved the way, and all that. Meh... No use worrying about this stuff until the current draft is done.
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A bit of fun...
Got this from Ktg.... ![]()
1. Tell you why I friended you.
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Burn Notice
I have a new favorite show! Burn Notice has started in Australia and I haven't had this much fun since Buffy. The dialogue is fantastic and funny in a very intelligent way - I haven't laughed so much in a long time. This show is definately worth watching. Check out this moment from last Tuesday's episode - absolutely classic! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=71FkJNN8 Watch this show!!!!!
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Australia Day
This seems appropriate for Australia day - check it out, it's very funny! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=39Mf4p5L
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RE: The Amber Spyglass
I definitely didn't give Mr. Pullman enough credit. Ok, so I didn't get the 'sparkly' feeling having finished the book, I got the shining, weepy sadness filled with hope. Now that is skill. And the story pulled me up on the whole 'kill the f*#ker* rant (see previous post) with one paragraph: "-I stopped believing there was a power of good and a power of evil that were outside us. And I came to believe that good and evil are names for what people do, not for what they are. All we can say is that this is a good deed, because it helps someone, or that's an evil one, because it hurts them. People are too complicated to have simple labels." - Mary, chapter 33 Lyra's parents were the epitome of this idea. They led selfish, greedy lives and (IMHO) had both done very evil things. But having done these things, they were able to do one good thing for all the right reasons. For love and hope. They weren't redeemed; but somehow forgiven. Yeek! - sounds almost biblical. Most amazing of all, this was the best Love story I've read in a long time - not romance, but Unconditional Love. Love that demands the right thing be done - even when it means that the two who love so powerfully will never see each other again - not until they have died and passed through the land of the dead. I have to say that I cried all through the last chapters. ![]() I'm sweetly sad, weepy and utterly satisfied with the resolutions and outcomes. Thankyou, Mr. Pullman, for the gift of a great story...
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Mince and spaghetti at 1:30 am
So, I bought Northern Lights by Philip Pullman the other day - the book The Golden Compass was adapted from - and today I got the other two books in the trilogy from Big W. They are very interesting, I'll say that for them - some fantastic ideas. But it's also one of those series that I won't know whether I like or not until I'm finished. Reading these, I've realized that I'm a more demanding reader than I thought. One of my lead requirements is to finish a book and feel satisfied, happy and all sparkly. Blood thirsty? Me? Nope.
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Dirty minds...
So, I was heading over to Mavis' today, and I noticed a cactus down the other end of my street. It looks like a cluster of green, furry penises. Seriously - I kid you not. Then just a few houses up from Mavis' I saw one of those wind thingies - you know - the rooster thing that turns in the wind - except this one wasn't a rooster. It was one little figure spanking another one. It's little arm moved and everything. So, you know what this means? That's right - my dirty mind is not my fault It's a Warwick thing.
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