If I have to hear one more thing about Valentines Day, I'm going to crack and propose to the first person who so much as smiles politely at me.

Monday, 6:46pm

I'm going to force myself to write this, even though its currently too hot to function and all I want to do is sit in front of the fan and stare into space. At least it's not so humid today, gotta be thankful for that.


What have I done these last few dayss? Well I'll tell you, it's been a cherry poppin' weekend, for sure. I told Leah that if she pops 10 of my cherries she gets a prize, and she's already up to five including some previous weeks' outings. Evidently, I don't do enough stuff.


Friday arvo I ran off from work early as it was Tafe enrollments, so I've officially committed myself to another year of Marketing study in order to get the Diploma certificate. Work will pay for it again, Monday and Wednesday nights for the first semester, and unfortunately the dickhead from last year will still be in my class for the first half of the year. Oh well, here's hoping he ignores me.


Friday night was double whammy cherry poppin' action as I went to my first Vegaroo meet up and also the first time I think I've actually been anywhere in Erskineville. Apparently my regular weekly ticket is even valid there, who knew! So Vegaroo is technically for vegans, but they said veg and non-veg are also invited, so I figured why not, got no where else to be and I can meet a bunch of people I'd otherwise not meet. I even helped out on the door, collecting the donations for the Manly Penguins and helping with nametags and stuff, so I met every single person in the room pretty much. I also got to witness multiple occurrences of the Running Man, the Nutbush and one I didn't know had a name, the Joker. Oh wait, there's another cherry pop!


One of the things I'm going to get more active in is trying to expand my group of friends, or even just social acquaintances, as I'm really getting over the fact that none of my friends go places where people I'd want to know go (sorry drunk clubber guys, you're not my thing) and they aren't prepared to go somewhere I'd want to go for a night. And you really get over turning up to shit alone, I tell you that.


So yeah, helped out at Vegaroo, and actually knew some people as Kelsey, Brad and Andrew were there too, who I've met at the two previous IAM meet ups, so that was awesome.


Saturrrrrrrdaaaaay Leah, Tegan and and I went cruising around because Leah's just gotten her Ps so wants to drive omgeverywhere so we went to Maroubra Beach because I'd said I'd never been before, where we got sun-burnt and scored a ton of freebies from three Herbal Essences girls who were pushing around a trolly trying to fob stuff off as quickly as possible. I ended up with about 14 samplers of shampoo/conditioner, and seven mini-cans of Venus shaving cream, so I have no excuse to be hairy and damaged. After that we went to Coogee for lunch, again because I haven't been before, and spent so long looking in bookstore that was closing down that we had to chuck more money on the meter.


That night, dinner with the father's side of the family, where dad booked a table at Thai-Riffic then dropped us off at Thai Splender. Um... Yeah. My dad's good like that.


Sunday was pretty dull, didn't do anything until the nightime were I went to see Soap at the Opera House with some of the girls. If you get the chance to see this, just do it, even if it's just to see dudes without their shirts on and girls who can do this:



It was funny, entertaining and yes, there's ab-ed up dudes without their shirts on.


I'm gonna burn my skin
I'm gonna cut my hair
I'm gonna grab a bit of me and stick it over there
I'm gonna take my meal of two white pills
Cause I'm gonna look like you, yes I will
Gonna sell right out to the great white dream 
Cause I too want to be a beauty queen
I'm just a teenage girl sitting in my room with the bullet for a mirror looking for a broom Cause I'd do anything in this world to look like you

John Butler Trio 'To Look like You'

("A broom"? I originally thought it was "headroom", which makes much more sense to me!)

Sunday, 3:01pm

In the space of a week I've had all three of my chest microdermals have charms on them, and had one removed because it was rejecting. So now I'm all lopsided until it heals over and we have have an other stab at it. I've not had a piercing reject before, it was quite interesting to see the entire baseplate through my skin. Unwanted, but interesting.


Work is work. Clients are frustrating.


I'm a bit stoked on my garden furniture I got from my mum for Christmas. Its just a little table and two chairs for on my balcony, but its so nice to be able to sit out on the balcony instead of inside in this fucking humidity. I'm not an outdoorsy person, but I like being able to see the world and being out in the air, if that makes any sense. It doesn't.


On the plane back from Auckland, the dude sitting next to me was lovely, but I'm a dunce and didn't get his name or give him my number, though I think he would have liked me to. We chatted for the entire flight and that's pretty impressive for me with new people. I get quite shy and I don't ignore people as such, but I'm so worried about saying something that I just don't say anything at all. So instead I just cockblocked myself and ran away even though I liked him. So I've been torturing myself with that for the last few weeks. Cos I'm an idiot.


So yeah, if you run into a dude who's just moved to Albury from New Zealand to do contract work with Holden V8 Supercars, give me a holla. Haha. Fuck.


I told you to let the good ones in

You're worth your weight in gold

Birds Of Tokyo - In The Veins Of Death Valley

Sunday, 1:51pm

She fucking will too, and they'll be amazing and laced all over with love.


This is spawned off of this conversation

Thursday, 10:46pm

Isn't always the way, that you find a job ad for something that sounds just about perfect and it's in the wrong country?

Always the way.


Tho the salary leaves something to be desired too lol

So I figured, since ModBlog News can't post every single article I find on the internet, because it's not EliseHasGreatHuntingSkillsBlog, I'd make my own news Tumblr.

It is mainly all just Australian and New Zealand news, from 2011, and has been running for about 24 hours. It's already got 45 posts on it. Have I mentioned I have great hunting skills?

Enjoy.

Wednesday, 9:49pm

Argh.


Heavy, unimpressed chest. On the plus side, whatever the bubble was on top of the left one was, it's draining now. Hopefully it'll chuck it's little hissy and the thing will deflate down.


This morning was weird.


I lost and found my punch jewelry but not the O ring. It was by the bathtub. So now the jewelry is in backwards so it doesn't fall out. I reken it'll stay in for awhile, I'll pick up another one when I go in for the rest of the dermals.


While I was in the shower, I heard a tink near by. Pop my head out and there is a unfamiliar plastic object sitting on my bathmat in front of the vent in the bathtub I'm currently standing in. No effing idea where it came from, or how it got there. I live alone, so no one came in or anything, there is nothing near by like a tabletop or something it could have fallen from, I have no pets to drop it, so I'm reckoning I have a mouse or something scuttling around redecorating. Fab. You. Loss. It probably got real comfy in those two weeks the house was empty - unless it has been in my neighbour's unit as he only got back last night. Whatever, invaders ain't cool.


Due to all this, I'm running late to leave the house, which I assumed meant I missed my train. Nope, it was 10 minutes late because some random coal train decided to come this morning. Good, because I wasn't late for work, but weird the a coal train chose peak hour to mosey on through.


Then I get to work, and as I'm getting in the lift, Em catches up and jumps in too holding her hip, and as soon as the door close bursts into tears. Ladies, if your ovaries are trying to kill you, call in sick. Seriously.


Since Em was out, I had to man the in-bound telemarketing line, which goes a bit nuts and is very annoying. You know what's even more annoying? When you get all those calls through but can't actually hear the person on the other end. They're all just dead air, and you know there's someone there because they call back two more times in the next few minutes.


Then I spent the next 6.5 hours updating our marketing database using Google and LinkedIn :) I actually enjoy doing this, feeds my Virgoness by making me feel really useful and like I'm not sitting on my arse all day with nothing to do until our clients come back from holidays.


All we care about is pornographic girls on film and body plastic
Give me something I wanna see, television - and hot blonds in odd positions.
'The Fame' - Lady Gaga

Tuesday, 10:21pm

I DID IT! I got the necklace charms onto the slave rings on my dermals!


I've been putting it off out of fear I wouldn't be able to get the rings back on (I've never been any good because I don't tend to change jewellry from the original pieces so I've never gotten much practice) and also because they went a bit iffy after having the rings added, which I assume was adjusting to the weight change. It took me a while, but I got them all off and back on again without much damage. They leaked a clear liquid (plasma? the same stuff that comes out with cuts) and bled an incy-wincy little bit but other then that, all good. Now I'm just chilling them with some ice as they are very red and swollen.


I really have to remind myself when I'm changing jewellry to breathe and slow down, because the more it doesn't work, the more rash I get and the less likely I am to succeed. I think a lot of people have this problem.


I also spoke to Rob today - my other three dermals should be in his hot little hands tomorrowwwwwwwww! SO I'll be able to get them put in later in the week! Which is good, cos I was going to tell him to just can the idea if the suppliers still didn't have them in yet(they've been on back order since mid-November or similar). YAY.


I also picked up a copy of Modern Primitives from Polymorph when I went in. They've started selling books, which is handy, and I promised myself I wouldn't buy it if it was any more then $70 (the best I've seen only was anywhere between $95 and $150 depending on convergence and I've been looking for months). They had it for $65. Woo!


Currently reading - 'Never Enough: The story of The Cure'