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I just finished my teaching hours and only have one assignment to finish before I am yoga teacher extraordinaire! Whoohoo!
Although in a fit of irony, I put my back out this week and am wincing around the house stinking of deep heat. Eyewateringly attractive.Current Mood:  cheerful Current Music: Playground Collective |
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It's a frightening thing when you realise that the joy derived from a couple of bevvies has become inversely proportional to the amount of pain that follows. The best night on Friday night turned into two days of hungover pain.
Worth it though. :) |
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Jun. 23rd, 2009 @ 03:26 pm
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I have decided I detest the frequent use of smileys and random capitalisation in all previous livejournal posts.
I would like to retroactively slap myself across the back of the head. |
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If you know someone vaguely - through multiple shared acquaintances - and their long term partner hits on you online, what do you do? Tell them? Not rock the boat?
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Ahhah. This trip has been great, apart from the fact that Sean and I essentially acted as plague monkeys and arrived in the UK with filthy streaming colds that swiftly spread to the rest of the family (especially my stepdad, poor bugger, whose immunity is shot from all the radiotherapy). We left plague in our wake and coasted to Brighton, where I promptly put my back out in mid cough and was unable to actually move in any meaningful way for at least a couple of days. This meant that our gay sojourn turned into Sean buying me Berocca and chicken sandwiches while I was in bed with flu and both of us in bed by 8.00pm.
Last week was fantastic, we stayed in Hastings Old Town in a B&B with a very friendly cat called George. George decided he wanted to sleep on our bed every night, and I quite miss the little tacker already. We went to see such classy adventures as the Smugglers Adventure and Bodiam Castle, so at least we get to see some token old stuff. Sean left today, and it was lovely, but dear god - talk about a comedy of misfortune. Hoping the next week will improve (am missing Sean already).
Next stop London!
Hope everyone had a sweet new year! :)
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Yup, because I have become so freaking mental and lost the social plot recently, Sean has purchased me 12 (yup TWELVE) in home massages. TO be used as desired over the next year.
The man is freaking AWESOME. Hopefully this will help in my aim to stop being such a random whorebag at the moment!
Nov. 18th, 2008 @ 03:26 am
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| » Yay! |
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Booked in for tatts and a week away from the UK. So damn excited :D
MUAHA.
I've already organised my duty free, I think that's pretty sad :/
Now all I have to do is track down Sean's brother - he's apparently staying at my parents for Christmas, but no frigging idea where he is. Hopefully he's not dead in a gutter somewhere.
Maybe we should have fitted him with some kind of sophisticated tracking device.
Nov. 15th, 2008 @ 12:34 pm
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| » I'm getting something a little like this. |
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But with a whole lot more wildlife. And colour. Although I'm tossing up between a humming bird and a peacock - I can't get it out of my head that my grandpa thought peacocks were unlucky! haha
Nov. 9th, 2008 @ 01:37 am
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| » Ahha! |
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In a fit of hilarity (considering my last post) I was made redundant last monday with a truly shit redundancy pay (4 weeks in lieu of notice). Bastards, er, I mean THANKYOU MR HOWARD.
Anyway, after being a cranky bitch and throwing a bottle of water repeatedly at the ground for most of last week I have decided that 1) I am fucking mental and 2) I'm actually really glad I don't have to deal with my stupid using work any more. YAYYYYYY.
Have been offered a six month contract, have a couple more bits and pieces of freelance work in the offing which will help to kep the wolf from the door and mean that I can maybe take my mum to Venice as a special treat when I'm in Europe this year.
HAHA. Taking my mum to Venice in January. Cat lady life ahoy-hoy!
Love to everyone, hope all is well in your worlds.
xx
Sep. 30th, 2008 @ 06:40 am
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| » Dammit. Tagged by neotokyo! |
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I was tagged by neotkoyo...and I'm procrastinating with assignments so of course it will be done now!
RULES:
* 1. Post these rules.
* 2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their self on their journal (that other people don't know)
* 3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people
* 5. No tag-backs.
* 4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
ABOUT ME:
1. If I touch felt incautiously and feel it under my fingernails, I actually go faint and dizzy. Ew. Once I nearly threw up in an optometrist after touching the lining of my glasses case.
2. I have perfect pitch but can't sing a note.
3. I cry when I watch the news, sad movies, murder mysteries and - once - the bill.
4. When I was at Uni I threw a carton of eggs at the house next to us in a fit of fury after splitting up with my fiance. I thought they would wash off in the rain. Unfortunately, after the morning frost there was a perfect splatter pattern of egg yolk on the pale pink paint that was still there when we moved out 18 months later.
5. I was madly in love with one of my uni flatmates for the entire three years I knew him.
6. I get deja-vu all the time, and when I focus on it can be about 80% accurate.
7. The smell of chocolate makes me want to vomit :(
8. My first boyfriend and I were both so shy at sixteen that we were too embarassed to even hold hands when we were together. Not surprisingly, it didn't last!
Will tag people later - now I am sick and need sleep! :D
Jun. 30th, 2008 @ 10:32 am
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| » Tricky ticket for sale!! |
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Ahhhhhh, haven't seen Tricky in years and it's always an awesome show!
The ticket is for his Metro show on the Wednesday - bought it for Sean and he's in Adelaide :)
$70.
Jun. 29th, 2008 @ 10:31 pm
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| » Hen night disasters... |
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Hmm. As part of Simon and Eva's upcoming wedding celebrations, I'm apparently maid of honour. Whoo!
However, this meant I organised the hen night, while Sean attended the bucks night.
They had a fairly well behaved evening at a strip club, dinner and a drinking a couple of cases of beer.
WE on the other hand drank far too many cocktails, broke the blender, broke the ice trays, trashed a lot of helium balloons, got into a punch up, were ejected from a club, got others ejected from a club, and then set fire to my carpet.
This amount of chaos was, I guess, only to be expected.
I'm quite proud of us.
Jun. 29th, 2008 @ 06:37 am
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| » Bloody hell. |
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One wonders why, after thirteen years of secondary education
a) I can't type better
b) I use smiley faces as actual punctuation
c) I insert phonetic sound transcripts (e.g. "bahahaha" for laughing, "phhhrt" to indicate some level of raspberry blowing disgust and "*coff* to indicate disbelieving harumphing)
This is a pretty piss-poor return on investment. How-fucking-ever, infuriating as these horrendously lethargic excuses for communication go, they don't even compare to the pointless, peurile, pathetic and shiftless torpidity that comprises sms speak. I have to see it, I'm too old. I can't bloody decipher an email that is full of "ne", "2", "u", numbers replacing entire vowel sounds and a complete and rampant disregard for punctuation, capitalisation, or the use of the elusive proper noun. In fact, I normally delete them unread and wait for some morse code transmission that I may perhaps be able to unravel with greater ease.
I have to face it - I'm an old luddite :(
Jun. 8th, 2008 @ 09:17 am
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| » MEXICO |
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I have decided I will stop off in South America on the way back from the UK. Who wants to join me for tequila and bad dancing? :D
May. 28th, 2008 @ 02:03 am
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| » ARGH. |
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Last night was weird. Random as all fuck but weird.
I've somehow lost my mobile (ARGH).
I need to get everyone's mobiles because - you guessed it - I don't think I backed up my sim card.
May. 18th, 2008 @ 07:23 am
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| » Gruntle is indeed a word! |
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Gruntle
\Grun"tle\, v. i. [Freq. of grunt.] To grunt; to grunt repeatedly. [Obs.]
Source: Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary, © 1996, 1998 MICRA, Inc.
Gruntle
v : cause to be more favorably inclined; gain the good will of; "She managed to mollify the angry customer" [syn: pacify, lenify, conciliate, assuage, appease, mollify, placate, gentle]
So! I am going to gruntle at Sean in the hope of gruntling him :D
that almost sounds like something rude!! :O
May. 13th, 2008 @ 11:41 am
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| » Blast from the Past |
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Got an email from the metro today - the Breeders are coming out. WHOO! Considering I first loved them as a band when I was about ooh, 15 - and eek, that would be 15 years ago. Half a lifetime :/
Cannonball is still one of my all time favourite songs. I believe I will be there with bells on.
In other news, UK visit plans are coming along apace. Except the cost of fares is alarming :/ They've jumped about $300. I would guess this is the massive fuel hikes.
London for NYE, aw yeah.
May. 7th, 2008 @ 08:25 am
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| » Yoga Training |
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Well, in the first of a number of exciting weeks, I did my first weekend of yoga anatomy and physiology. I was expecting it to be dry and dusty, but it was one of the most fascinating sessions I've been to in my life. The guy running it was in his 50s (I think!) but dear Christ, he has the body of a 20 year old and facially the indeterminate look of someone who could be anywhere between 35 and 65 quite easily. Practising yoga for the last 40 years, he was explaining he often went on juice diets for up to two months :/
My pudgy behind felt a little ashamed as I was wolfing down a rice cake at the time. Hah. A miracle it wasn't boozeinfused.
I have noticed that all the yoga teachers associated with this course seem to be very youthful, and while most are in the 40-60 range, they not only have amazing muscles but very soft, unlined faces. Sod botox, fruit juice must be the way to go!
It was awesome and I can't wait to practice all the stuff we went through. There were amazingly practical ways to improve your practice and to make it harder (well, to do it properly, which is harder work) and while demonstrating how Westerners are beginners so can't necessarily expect incredible physical results, he mentioned pole yoga. With a few extra hilarious tales.
The most eyewatering I believe would be having to climb onto a pole and balance on top of it while putting your legs behind your head. BALANCING ON YOUR PERINEUM. The mind boggles and the eyes water at the possible ramifications of a slip in intention or coordination.
HOLY CRAP I just found some info. These people are nuts if incredibly athletic. As a sport it would beat the hell out of cricket! :D
http://www.mallakhambindia.com/pole.html
May. 4th, 2008 @ 07:40 am
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| » Seriously long time no post! |
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Bloody hellfire. Just spent a couple of hours rereading old posts made few years ago. Dear god I was a whiny brat!
All is quiet here - how boring. Happily settled in Glebe although I want to move to a bigger house so I have a yoga spot. Kittens are happy (and fluffy). Sean and I are in good nick, and have both been promoted multiple times over the last year. I actually like my job at the moment and have been asked to set up a corp design agency (wasn't expecting that doozy!) I'm also studying to be a yoga teacher and despite the impact on my social life (BAH) I'm absolutely loving it. I'm crap at yoga but I'm hoping I'll be a good teacher. I guess if you have to work hard for things - strength, flexibility, and balance - you appreciate them so much more. Today consisted of four hours of backbends and two hours of twists and I'm exhausted. I need a hot shower tonight :)
I've taken to buying wine by the crate and books by the dozen. I must be growing up (especially noted when I briefly thought of buying vodka by the crate and didn't run with that idea. Ooer missus).
And - that's it. Damn. Maybe I need to go manufacturing some drama?
Naaaaaaaaaah. HAPPY!
Apr. 6th, 2008 @ 07:43 am
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FuckittyfuckittyARSE. Why is it whenever you really want to catch up with someone they decide to go awol and you get random updates from random bystanders but no contact whatsoever?!
I can't be bloody bothered.
Also in a fit of nazism work took away gettyimages and all other sites (!) and I have a webcam on my computer that picks up when I answer the phone. No more making faces at imbeciles over the phone, rude gestures at the phone nor banging my head on the desk during the more retarded phone calls.
Best non-printing excuse EVVAR received yesteday: "Blue doesn't dry in offset printing." Yup, the one colour I use all day, every day, in EVERYTHING is....BLUE. Stick a varnish on it, you great numbnut.
I hate being patronised. Rofl.
Jul. 13th, 2007 @ 10:14 pm
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