Due to my serious addiction to way too many series that you now conveniently get on dvd I must honestly confess that I hardly ever watch movies anymore. This is kind of sad because obviously I am missing out but the addiction is as strong as a case of OCD. I can’t help it. I love watching characters evolve and grow. I love questioning storylines and plots. I love observing dialogue. I love wondering what happens next… more »
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It was kind of my new year’s resolution to make fun of people less but sometimes the world does not cooperate with me on such matters and though this is generally my new year’s resolution almost every year the only change that ever happens is that the time between making and breaking this resolution keeps getting shorter as the years go by. It’s totally not my fault. The only thing I can think of that might help is if I pay less attention to people – but paying less attention would mean breaking my other resolution so I’m totally in a catch-22. But fokkit! After this morning’s conversation I think I’ll toss the being nice one and keep the attention one. It makes for more interesting life. more »
Actually that statement might very well be grossly inaccurate since as far as the Avatar movie goes I have no idea what “avatar” actually referred to. It’s quite possible that I wasn’t paying enough attention.
Now I know we’re supposed to all be aggressively opposed to weird and barbaric science practices such as cloning and mind manipulation and all that stuff. TV certainly keeps telling us to be. It’s all ungodly. Or whatever. You know?? Cloning sheep and inserting probes into the brains of chimps to manipulate their personalities. It’s all very Dr. Frankensteinish and whatnot. Of course it is. I mean really! Maybe that monkey is completely secure in himself and quite likes his personality. Then some madass whitecoat goes and pokes him with a needle and he becomes all effeminate or something. That’s just mean right? more »
My friend Scott sent me a twitter message the other day informing me that some random was lacerating me on some now no-longer-existent website called “Thanks for Sharing”. Honestly? It doesn’t surprise me in the slightest that I would end up on such a forum. As far as twitter and facebook go – I overshare – a lot! And I’m completely in a bit of mock-trouble for it all the time. I am completely aware that I set myself up for this kind of thing all the time. And this person (whoever he is) could quite easily have been talking about a lot of things that I’ve said over the past few months I have spent tweeting. Ooooh yummy!! I wonder which one it was?!!
Unfortunately by the time I got the message and was able to go and check it all out, both the website and the twitter account had been shut down so I’ve been completely robbed of the opportunity to get all boo-hoo dramatic and self-pitying about it. Scott seems to be upset enough for the both of us though, so I’m just going to work on the curiosity side of things and try to figure out what’s got this boy’s nuts in such a knot. more »
So at about two am a frog jumped on my bed and changed the way I view the world as a whole.
Last night I was talking to the man in my life and trying to explain to him how even though I don’t need him in a co-dependent useless-without-you cos I can’t make my own tea kind of way – I still need him in a way where “need” translates more to want in a mad-possessive certifiable way that should probably not be tested for the sake of the safety and sanity of those involved in the equation – so actually possibly it’s the same thing and my attempt to differentiate between the two is a redundant exercise. I dunno. Somewhere along the line I managed some sort of independence that didn’t really need male validation to ensure it’s continued existence. Or so I thought. My attempt to explain this to him failed I am sure – since even now I am doing a ridiculously bad job. more »
So I got yelled at yesterday for not having updated my blog in a while. It was pretty awesome. Haha! The other day my boyfriend saw what he thought was a diary in my bag. It WAS a diary – but with no diary-style contents. I write rubbish notes in it because someone gave it to me and I reckon not using it would just be a waste of trees. What was my point again? Oh yes! I don’t need a diary – I have a blog! And I wasn’t really aware that too many people gave it that much of a read. Nice to know they do. more »
I had the WEIRDEST dreams last night. First I dreamt that my boyfriend was trying to eat another girls underwear. Now really – the pyschological ramifications of such subconscious thought processes can NOT be good!
I then dreamt that my friend Bronwyn was telling my Sub a teacher Mrs. Moolman that Amy, my cousin, was “getting all horizontal” in the back of her car. Ok…
THEN I dreamt that I was introducing my highschool teacher to my boyfriend and she waved a giant supersized Tampax tampon at him and the skulked off muttering obscenties under her breath.
I definitely need a little feedback here…
Should I be worried?
So I dragged the new man all the way to Fort Beaufort this weekend to show him off to my high school best friend and her husband. I seem to be doing this a bit lately which is a bit of a weird thing for me. I kind of have this uncontrollable desire to parade the man around going “ooh look what I found!” – which is certifiable and not normal behaviour. I certainly never felt this particularly un-humble need for shameless bragging before. more »
And what is an assclam? Is it a clam that lives in asses? And if so, where exactly in the ass does it reside? Between the cheeks??
I think i’m getting to the age where every time you learn something new you realize just how little you know. And how much less you knew yesterday and the day before…
I always speak with authority on every topic I discuss. It’s a slightly annoying character trait that my ex-husband especially loathed about me, but it is not a dishonest one – the conviction I speak with does stems from the fact that I do actually believe the things I say.
For the last two months though I have gone completely blank! And as much as I try to explain this particular situation I find myself in I just can’t. I can’t say “it’s like this because of that” – my words have deserted me in the most bizarre case of writer’s block that I have ever experienced. All I can do is stare open-mouthed like an ape and shake my head in confusion. more »