tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9600038630807982532024-02-21T08:16:04.766+11:00The Stationery CabinetThis is collection of musings on life that occur to me mostly at work - I have to do something to keep me looking busy, after all.Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.comBlogger151125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-16912525100503542162009-06-04T16:48:00.001+10:002009-06-04T16:53:30.518+10:00A Week of MusicOn Monday night The Man and I went to the opera house to see Rachid Taha in concert. I only found out about this concert on Friday night, because we sent to see another band, and they announced that they were playing on Monday night in support of Rachid Taha, and I was all “Oh my God, Rachid Taha has come to Sydney? I’ll die of disappointment if he performs and I’m not there!!” So to avert my Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-66408477569922055582009-05-27T13:08:00.002+10:002009-05-27T13:12:08.903+10:00A DisoappointmentI think it’s fair to say that I have not been terribly successful so far at soap making.I took a soap making class some time before Christmas. It may have been as early as October. (I could check my Outlook calendar for you but that would be just way too much effort, so let’s say October). I had Big Plans to make my first batches of scented soap in time for Christmas, because of course there’s Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-13304241422034889402009-05-15T15:50:00.000+10:002009-05-15T15:50:37.038+10:00Wrong in the ToothI would like to take a moment to give Nurofen a free promotion. Thank you, Nurofen, for being with me at 2:00 am this morning when I woke up in agony from my inflamed gum. You gently soothed the throbbing in my ear, blunted the razors down my throat, and paused the war that was raging between my wisdom tooth and the fleshy pink gum that is trying to swallow it. Nurofen, you are a true friend Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-60797706854135403042009-04-21T09:13:00.003+10:002009-04-21T13:33:02.400+10:00ExcusesI've been so slack about updating this blog lately. It's not that I haven't had anything to write - (au contraire, only this Sunday I had one of the best nights ever at a local Sydney pub, where I got to play along on my violin for a few songs. It was fantastic, and I made a mental note, through the alcoholic haze, to write a ravey blog entry, only I never did) - it's just that, I am SO EXCITED (Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-52721432143583800822009-04-09T07:56:00.003+10:002009-04-15T14:28:54.495+10:00Easter!It's finally Easter! And I have survived two days of intensive boredom - sorry, 'training' - at work. The sessions were for the sales people, but my misguided boss is under the impression that I am always keen to attend these things and expand my horizons, or some such thing. He's kind of sweet in his own way and so I hate to disillusion him. It's like telling children there's no Santa (except Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-70177904822001088122009-04-03T12:55:00.000+11:002009-04-03T12:56:18.604+11:00The Birthday CakeWednesday was The Man’s birthday. I always get a kick out of the fact that he was born on April Fool’s Day. I’m sure there are some excellent witticisms to be had out of that. So far they have eluded me. But one day I’ll come out with a real zinger, I can sense it.The Man hates his birthday, as he says he hates being the centre of attention. Come to think of it, I actually met him on his Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-64425828440821556282009-03-30T13:51:00.000+11:002009-03-30T13:51:40.795+11:00The Christmas PresentThe band and I played again at the pub on Sunday night. This time I did three songs instead of two, so I feel good that progress was made! The guitarist shamelessly introduced us as an ‘up and coming Sydney band’, and I got a free soda water and lemon afterwards, so it must be true! It’s only a matter of time before people start giving me free drugs. The Man came last night as well, and was Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-75479626778134009332009-03-25T16:04:00.001+11:002009-03-25T16:05:15.052+11:00An UpdateSo...it's all been a bit crappy lately. Further to my last post, there has been even more emotional drama, leaving me simultaneously drained/running on nervous energy. I don't even know how to feel any more. I certainly can't be bothered to run through everything that has happened on this blog. Just the thought of writing it is exhausting!Work is also getting me down. I despise my job enoughSpritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-34011944739104444042009-03-18T12:40:00.000+11:002009-03-18T12:41:35.577+11:00Feeling Green On St Patrick's DayI've had a rough few days lately. I got it into my head that The Man was seeing another girl and was getting quite close to her. My jealousy was flying out of control. I was going to write a seething blog entry yesterday about what a revolting, man-chasing drip she is, and how I couldn't believe The Man would replace me with HER, and how he obviously never really loved me and I wasted the last Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-89552467973018145842009-03-09T15:58:00.000+11:002009-03-09T16:05:17.623+11:00Feeding the Homeless - Well Thinking About It, At LeastThe other night I caught the end of a program about homelessness on the streets of Sydney. (It turns out it was a part of ‘A Current Affair’ – if I’d known that I’d have switched off immediately; I mean, I am university educated). So anyway, it was kind of sad and made me thing about the plight of the homeless. I have thought about it before, of course, but like the melting polar ice caps and Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-90600169673612806662009-03-04T11:54:00.003+11:002009-03-04T11:59:43.738+11:00The Ex Files - Horror Stories Part 1!I’m only just beginning to realise the full extent of how angry I still am – mainly with myself – over my involvement with Other Man. In fact it’s getting worse and I need to resolve it before I turn into an embittered old maid who can’t bear the thought of letting a man touch her…or is it too late for that…?This Monday, which is about two weeks after we broke up, Other Man finally felt able to Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-56354297650142916442009-03-02T11:29:00.002+11:002009-03-02T17:14:06.713+11:00Making SoapSo I finally made soap!I went to a workshop sometime near the end of last year to learn how to make soap. It has taken me that long to collect all the necessary equipment, and so it was with great excitement that I assembled all tools and got down to business last weekend.This is how I did it:1. Add water to caustic soda. The temperature rapidly rises so that the water steams and the glass Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-54042969371354039612009-02-14T20:08:00.003+11:002009-02-14T20:15:13.197+11:00The Deed is DoneOther Man and I are now over.I told him last night. It was horrible. I thought I'd feel happy and relieved and lighthearted afterwards, but I didn't. I just felt cruel and regretful.I believe I did the right thing, but I can't help wishing I could take it back, give him a big and make him feel better. He was so shocked and seemed kind of upset. Made me feel like a colossal jerk, and so sad.Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-20955623172752819012009-02-12T09:44:00.003+11:002009-02-12T16:40:35.661+11:00Good Clean Fun!Yes, I have reasons to be cheerful! Isn't that nice?#1 Soap making - I have finally, finally, since my course in November or whenever it was, got together all the equipment I need to make my first attempt at soap. It is not much of an exaggeration to say, I can't wait! I have a new cheap saucepan expressly for the purpose; also roasting tray, spoon, sugar thermometers (you have NO idea how Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-91727562733080929612009-02-09T12:46:00.000+11:002009-02-09T12:47:06.363+11:00How to SucceedThis morning when I arrived at work I was dismayed to discover that I had an 8:30 team meeting to attend. 8:30 on a Monday morning? Who has meetings then? I’d spent the bus journey to work talking myself into a good morale for the week ahead, but then I found this in my diary and that was the end of that.This meeting was chaired by a Sales Manager, who we shall call Tony, a man takes his job Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-65914609862747536272009-02-04T13:44:00.000+11:002009-02-04T13:44:31.093+11:00Time to Break Up - AgainI'm aiming for this Sunday. I really have no idea how to do it. What's a nice way to break up with someone? I realise e-mail and text message are out, though even if I wanted to be so evil, it would hardly help given that I work a mere metres away from him.I was wondering, do I drop hints for a couple of weeks so as to soften the blow? Should I generally be a bitch for a while? Or be all Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-41723566218333961202009-01-28T16:39:00.000+11:002009-01-28T16:39:05.315+11:00The Good and the BadThings I'm loving this week:Salsa! I did two classes (two hours) last night and it was so much fun I could have died happy! I was exhausted though. Sad to think I have only got around doing it at age 30. So many wasted years!Haigh's dark chocolate. I got a box of this sent to me by a business contact to thank me for getting something signed. Soooo delicious. It's in my bedroom because I Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-53370359122795261862009-01-15T10:54:00.003+11:002009-01-15T11:15:38.968+11:00A mixed bag: holidays, evil family, paedophiliaI am having a long weekend starting tomorrow. I will be spending it at the Gold Coast, a place I have never wanted to go, with the Other Man, visiting his friend, who I have never met, but given that I despise pretty much all his friends that I have met so far, well. Fun. So why did I say I'd go? I'm just a girl who can't say no! La-la, la-la-la-la laaaaaaaah!Other news: I spent an absoluteSpritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-18161097148719146732009-01-08T10:27:00.003+11:002009-01-08T10:59:01.252+11:00You Know It's Time To Break Up With Someone When......when your subconscious does this to you:Here's the bad dream I had last night: My inner slut likes to come out and play sometimes in my dreams, and last night she decided I was going to have dream sex with this random man. He seemed nice enough, so why not. He had bad skin with red lumps all over, and as I was undressing him I noticed big bumps on his bottom. I thought "Urgh, boils!".Then he Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-79295343718024498022009-01-06T11:58:00.002+11:002009-01-07T13:21:47.247+11:00Nuggets of Wisdom: The Australian MaleWell since the Man and I officially parted ways (though I'm using the word 'since' here kind of loosely, but let's not dwell on that...) I have been dipping my toes into the murky world of post 30's dating.I know everyone says 'dating'* is supposed to be different and more difficult when you're out of your 20s. I'm not sure about this. I still feel young. I think a suprising number of people Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-18155071493831331202009-01-05T14:45:00.001+11:002009-01-05T14:46:29.380+11:00New Year's Resolutions for 2009Here are my resolutions for the new year:1. To lose some weight. Yes, this is top of my list EVERY YEAR and miraculously, I am still not skinny! Still, I haven't started on a bad note - well, not as bad as some years. If I can get below 60 kg as my average weight, I will be a happy bunny.2. To save lots of money. To this end I have been spending a lot recently. Because, of course, I'm Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-35273429371521485992008-11-05T09:40:00.003+11:002008-11-05T14:25:10.733+11:00Go-bamaI can't believe I used to find current affairs uninteresting. What was I thinking? As I write, Americans are (hopefully) voting in their first ever BLACK PRESIDENT. I can hardly contain myself. Well, I'd hardly be able to contain myself if I wasn't:Crazy busy at work;So hungover from emotional crying session last night that I look like a hideous, 50-year-old alcoholic;Umm, that's it.Anyway, Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-33565743268803503212008-10-31T10:04:00.002+11:002008-10-31T16:55:31.999+11:00Breaking Up Is Hard To DoI thought I might fill this post with platitudes and have a big wallow in misery and self-hatred, but I've decided to be strict with myself. May as well not write the damn thing then.Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-69286188940301799012008-10-27T11:12:00.000+11:002008-10-27T11:12:24.125+11:00Bad Food Experiences'Faeces in Gelato' - this is one headline which pertains to the charming news story that broke yesterday, on the grisly allegation by a family that they were served ICE CREAM WITH HUMAN FAECES SMEARED ON IT at the Coogee Bay Hotel. The funny thing is, I was at the Coogee Bay Hotel yesterday and saw the news crew. I didn't know what the story was about, but luckily I didn't have any shitty ice Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-960003863080798253.post-22400208431024254452008-10-13T10:41:00.005+11:002008-10-14T13:20:30.237+11:00A Day Out in MintoYesterday the Man I had the exciting good fortune of being out and about in the NSW town of Minto, some hour and a half's drive (if you include the time I was pulled over by the cops for L-plate related crime) from Sydney. We had just turned the car around for the journey home when joy of joys, we spotted the Minto Festival!Now I'm no small fan of bucolic revelry, reminding me as it does of my Spritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886720306429274861noreply@blogger.com0