May, 2006

If there was a God, He must hate me

Wednesday, May 31st, 2006

A couple of weeks ago I had a weird conversation with my mother:
“Have you been doing anything bad recently that I should know about? Your period is taking a long time to come this month.”
“What? No I’m not doing anything at all! I work 3 jobs, when do I have the time?”
“Well you know, you DID go to that party a couple of weeks ago.”
“You make it sound like I’m incredibly naive or something.”
“No, not naive! It’s just men might take advantage of you, who knows?”
“Just leave me alone.”

Like seriously, it pisses me off. My personal life including my periods is none of her business. Should I just have shouted to the rooftops “MUM I’M NOT GETTING ANY SO IT’S JUST LATE BECAUSE IT IS OK?!?!?!”

So, I haven’t had my period in 10 weeks (and yes, this sometimes randomly occurs) and it has hit me with a vengeance. I’m in copious amounts of pain right now and I can’t stop eating as I feel hungry all the time which makes me feel bloated and fat. Oh and then there’s the week where I refuse to eat anything because the thought of food makes me sick having eaten so much the week before.

ARGH sometimes I hate being a woman.

WAH WAH WAH

Sunday, May 28th, 2006

yes, I am wah-ing.

Karaoakke & Embroidery

Sunday, May 28th, 2006

Went to Korean BBQ in Campsie with most of the gang in #revue + Nancy’s friend from high school Anna. The food wasn’t particularly outstanding and a bit expensive in my honest opinion. But we then went to Karaoke (or as Tom calls it Karaoakke – as everything always has to relate to Bukakke) and had a good time singing random stuff. We even did “First Love” by Utada Hikaru – I love that song! Then the night ended because we couldn’t find the pub that was supposedly down the street and we were catching the train back home anyway.

Oh and for Nancy – your dad is cool.

My musical range is very limited to I am interested in extending it. It’s been on the books to take lessons or something but that’s for a time when I have more time and money.

So today with the day off from TNTT I’ve been cleaning out my embroidery collection – which is a massive undertaking. I was showing Sophia it (as she and her mum came over for lunch) and I never realise how much stuff I have until I show all the bits and pieces to someone =( I’m nowhere near down cleaning it up, I’ve only just managed to sort my thread. And everytime I think I’ve cleaned up the thread I open another random box and find more to wind up on bobbins =(

Back to the grind – but I’ve found it very peaceful to be going through all this slow stuff like embroidery.

Bitching

Saturday, May 27th, 2006

Ok, I’m bitching about my server again – it didn’t preserve all the read and write permissions of my files and so my blog decided to fail when I tried to add a post. Stupid piece of crap.

In other news I saw X-Men 3 and it was bitching in a good way. It was a great movie! I didn’t feel the disappointment that I felt after seeing X2. I think it’s because they weren’t afraid to kill people in this movie (which is what happens in war) – infinitely cooler. It would be interesting if they did make a sequel and how they would play it out. Sad lack of Nightcrawler though.

Work is going great, things are starting to get interesting now I’m actually sinking my teeth into concrete stuff. I did some pricing yesterday, I love pricing. It’s a stupid thing to love, but there you go.

Action!

Wednesday, May 24th, 2006

Deciding that I had enough of doing stuff and not enough time to see movies that I want to see, I took off uni yesterday to watch MI3. I quite enjoyed the dumb action flick and was gratified that Keri Russell was killed off early on. However, I think it would of been a better movie if Ethan Hunt died towards the end.

In other news, I bought myself a whole bunch of craft magazines salivating over a bunch of projects I never seem to have time to do.

I’ve decided that from today, I’m going to dedicate an hour each day on my embroidery. Just to make sure I don’t merely vegetate on the computer and become progressively more brain dead.