in denial

haven't exercised properly in almost a week (even though i've increased my "incidental" exercise — whoop-de-doo), and i think we're getting KFC for dinner. insert lots of "you're sabotaging yourself"-type comments here, cause i'm really good at it. while i'm not really being good, i'm getting myself into good habits and my intake of chips, chocolate and fizzy drinks is definitely decreasing. even with KFC or maccas, i rarely eat ALL of my order now, which i see as a great improvement. just have to exercise. i'll get there.

so when we got home from work tonight (and almost immediately jumped on the PCs to get online — how tragic), bear decided to fall asleep on our adsl modem. he's so totally fucking adorable, that i had to take a photo and show you:



in the 15 minutes since i repeatedly annoyed bear by taking photos of him with the flash on, he has managed to stretch his body across the whole of our messy desk, knocking pens and calorie counters every which way. but he's just so totally KO'd and it's so totally cute, dan and i keep looking at him and saying in our best pumba voice "awww, he's so cute and little... can we keep 'im?"

and since i'd gone to the effort of photoshopping the pic of bear, i thought i'd show off the view from our roof garden yesterday arvo during Yet Another Storm in sydney.



it was so weird to have blue skies and sunshine in the west, a big-ass storm brewing in the east, and this awesome rainbow just down the road. i so totally love rainbows, but there's a long-winded story attached to that, so i'll save it for a day when i can't be bothered cleaning the cat's litter tray or something.

and since elvis is such a cranky pants, i figured i should post a pic of him on australia day, hanging out in the backyard. while bear is dan's favourite cat in the whole wide world, i spend all my time fighting the urge to agree because while elvis is grumpy, anti-social and loves scratching 2 year old's faces on christmas day... he's my first pet as an adult and i love him regardless. and while he acts all stand-offish during the week, i know that he secretly loves how i watch the Will & Grace marathon on sundays and he can lie on me and get his weeks worth of human attention. i love my kitty.



doesn't he look handsome?

okay, so now bear's fast asleep in my lap like a newborn baby and dan's playing some new game on his pc. all while i'm so hungry, i actually WANT to eat kfc.

let's eat!

another belated friday five

At this moment, what is your favorite...

1. ...song?
i don't really think i have one at the moment since Shut up is fading away a bit... i guess it'd be Let me entertain you on robbie's live cd cause it reminds me of being at the concert :( i miss robbie!!

2. ...food?
i'm trying to convice myself that i love vegetables but i could really go a packet of salt and vinegar chips right now.... mmmmm, chippies!

3. ...tv show?
will and grace! i can't get through sunday without my 5 in a row marathon on arena!

4. ...scent?
the smell of bear's fur. creepy i know, but he smells so... bear-ish!

5. ...quote?
"YA MUM!"... just another one of those silly phases at work

ask me how i spent the australia day long weekend

besides visiting my sister and her kids, i spent most of sunday on the couch. i watched the will and grace marathon and then the red carpet awards thingo on mtv. i was in my pjs until 3.30 — YAY ME!

but i ate mcdonalds, so that was BAD. i also had my weekly weight in and i've put a kilo back on (back up to 95kg). BAD RAH! but we ate so much shit food last week and i had the flu thing, so they're my excuses for it. lame, huh?

stupidest thing rah did on the long weekend: yet another attempt at waxing the eyebrows. i really REALLY should know better by now... but i thought i'd give it another go, even though i've had so many disasters before. this time was a doozy. i fucked up the wax placement and when i tried to remove the wax, the wax didn't want to budge, did it? FUCKER! in the end, my eyelashes were sticking to my eyelid, i had bits of toilet paper stuck on my forehead and bits of fluff from my face washer. so i jumped in the shower and steamed myself up and used my exfoliating buffer thing and rubbed at my face until the wax was gone. oh boy, was it gone. i also managed to rub off a few too many layers of skin, so now the areas around my eyes are kinda red and puffy. so it's either back to the tweezers or to the beautician again. i'll have to wait for the very very faint scabs (eww) to heal on the sides of my head.

told you i'm a doofus! learn from me and NEVER attempt to wax your own eyebrows unless you're a professional.

and if you're a professional, wanna come 'round and teach me waxing without fucking up?

feeling a bit poorly

ever since i started taking multi-vitamins again, i've been consistently feeling under the weather. first it was a head-cold-type thing that disappeared after a couple of days and now i've been with this cough and snot problem for the better part of this week. BOO.

so my healthy eating and exercise regime has been fucked over for another week. partially because i'm feeling shitty, partially because my best friend from high school has been in town but really because i don't have as much willpower as i really really need. i've started telling myself that i'm sabotaging myself as i eat oporto or pizza hut, and i think it's working.

today has been such a fun day at work (to an extent)... all these old tv hits-type magazines turned up and i scored an indecent obesssion poster (oh how i loved david dixon so), plus john stamos/full house (it even has kimmy in it!) as well as dean cain, jonathan brandis, take that (young robbie! whee!) and colour me badd. it's fucking hillarious! my glass wall in my office looks like my bedroom back when i was 14. YAY!

i was thinking this morning about some milestones that are popping up in the next few weeks. besides my eldest nephew starting year 10 and my youngest starting kindy (*sniff*), my man turns *gasp* 26 soon, and just before that, we celebrate our three year anniversary.

WOW. three years. that's a lot. and it's a gazillion times better because i'm with a man who isn't a closet gayboy or a dud root or emotionally retarded. thank god those days are behind me.

friday five

in the process of checking out the nominees for the bloggies, i rediscovered the friday five!

1. What does it say in the signature line of your emails?
at work? my title, web site URLs, phone numbers and whatever. at home? usually some funny quote like "e-i-e-i-o is a gross misspelling of the word farm"

2. Did you have a senior quote in your high school yearbook? What was it? If you haven't graduated yet, what would you like your quote to be?
we didn't get a yearbook because helen mezzina took all our money and did a runner. no shit. we got no yearbook, but she scored ten bucks off each of us. whore.

3. If you had vanity plates on your car, what would they read? If you already have them, what do they say?
i'd love to have RAH or something like that. none of this business with initials and birthdates though.

4. Have you received any gifts with messages engraved upon them? What did the inscription say?
i got a bracelet a few years back with "la vie boheme" engraved on it. i love it. the quote is from RENT.

5. What would you like your epitaph to be?
"You're standing on my big toe"

i've done it!

i finally lashed out and bought some bathroom scales in KILOS. so expect a lot more entries along the lines of "fuck, why haven't i lost any weight this week???". i'll start my weigh-in thing tomorrow morning.

i also bought a computer for the bike that measures time distance and Other Funky Stuff that I Still Haven't Worked Out How To Use Yet. one of these days...

but today i rode just over 5km, which is my basic route down to the water and back. a bit too much extra resistance with the wind today, but i dealt. i would have gone riding for a bit longer, but my bruises are still a bit too tender and i don't wanna over do it just yet. don't you wish you'd seen me stack it on the bike the other day? it was spectacularly embarrassing.

last night i decided to google John Stamos, that hottie from FUll House that i was totally in love with when i was at school. and he still looks hot! but remember dave coulier, that crazy comedian guy on the show? he's got a web site at cut it out dot net, of all places. wow, the guy is so only famous for the one show!

it's just another manic... thursday...

it feels like monday for some reason. so glad it's not.

today work consisted of two hours of trying to get our servers back online. TWO HOURS. support is meant to be better than that, even though some stuff was beyond some people's control. i made a point of being nice to everyone though. and thanked them all when things were finally fixed.

then when i got home i jumped on the bike for my first ride in three days. i did really well and started to extend my afternoon route when i attempted to jump a kerb and the kerb won. OW. i rolled forward over the bike and the bike followed. it was on a main road too. ego says ouch. i have a nice graze on my elbow and i think there'll be a bruise where the seat decided to HUMP MY LEG. but when i got home the mother in law played mum and dettol'd my graze for me. that was the best part.

and i'm so very excited by this news article. it's about time george michael brought out a new album. interesting that it's with sony, but whatever. who cares? yay album!

i just called to say...

there were so many things i wanted to say to my sister on the phone today. i wanted to tell her that i'm sorry that she's had such a shitty time lately. that it totally wasn't her fault and that things will get better real soon. that it's only the beginning of the year and there's another 11½ months left in 2004 that are gonna be SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER than the beginning of this year.

but it was so hard to try to get any of that out because i knew that even dancing around the topic would be upsetting and i hate hearing my sister going through so much pain when i'm not there to hug her and try to help her feel better.

i totally suck at the whole "emotional support" thing.

so after a long chat about my life and the weather, the best i could muster when we were about to hang up was "love you".

i say that to her whenever i talk to her, but i hope she knows that there was a whole lot more to that line today.

how embarrassing

i was just walking across a BIG intersection near work, on the way back from grabbing some lunch. since i'm paranoid about my fly being undone all the time, i thought i'd have a quick check — to find that it really was undone. and there was nothing i could do about it, cause really, doing up your fly only makes the matter worse. and leaving it til i'm in private is perfect for the "in denial" thing that i'm so good at.

but what's worse, is that it came undone by itself. fark. now i'm gonna be more paranoid than ever!

8 glasses a day — my arse

this is the best news i've read in a long time.

finally there are some actual results on studies on the real effects of drinking so much water a day. the mother-in-law has been skeptical of it, and i was skeptical of it too, but only because i hate drinking water. i really REALLY hate it.

this article basically says you should only drink when you're thirsty and stock up when you're gonna have a big sweat session, like bushwalking or whatever.

HOORAY! some sensibleness for a fucking change.

my guideline is the colour of my wee. not pale enough and i know i need to drink more water.

so now the bottle of water next to my keyboard is looking a bit sad. so we're not going to hang out as much now? it's asking me.

no, fuck off.

it was sunday afternoon, and not a creature was stirring...

well, except ME. i've done washing, tidied up the kitchen, gone for a bike ride and attempted to re-write my resume (again).

the other lazy men in this house have been living it up in the horizontal position. here's elvis, he's sleeping on the stairs just outside our bedroom and office:



and here's bear — otherwise known as The Human Door Snake — taking up my spot on the bed. he loves his dad and especially loves sunday afternoon naps with his dad. especially when i'm busy cleaning up all the dead cockroaches and bird feathers he's left all over the house. bastard.



but dan's got the flu, so he's got a good excuse to be in bed at this time of day...

but i impressed myself with going riding for the first time in a few days... in the middle of the day! there's a breeze outside which helped, but the sun is still hot. bloody summer. i rode down to the water and came back up my new favourite route which is up a fairly busy street with lots of trees and wide footpaths (and not too many pedestrians). i know they get shitty that i'm on the footpath, but i'm still learning people! deal with it. but i had fun on the ride, checking out kids with kites and dogs swimming in the stinky canal, was v cool. hopefully i'll get better at riding soon too.

so now i'm using the awesome resume-writing software i just bought from aussieresumes.com. i used to be so sure that i had the best resume format possible, but now i'm learning that everything i had was totally crap. WHEE! i found a job i want to apply for though, so i gotta get this resume done tonight so i can have it in their inbox first thing tomorrow.

wish me luck!

healthy-ahoy!

there must be something in the air on our floor at work; there are at least five of us who are starting on various forms of a "get healthy" regime.

apart from the guys who work for ralph magazine, our floor is full of computer nerds and most of them don't give a shit about healthy food. This fact alone makes this sudden health kick fascinating. It's nice to see that I'm not the only one who's really making an effort with resolutions this year!

it's making my own health kick so much easier too. Especially when one of them is my man. i've done fairly well this week in the food department (monday was a right-off, but i'm claiming 1st day back blues), and i've been out on the bike the last two afternoons. i found a new route back home from the park which seems a little bit longer, but the hills are challenging, not fucking impossible.

i think i might get some "L" plates for my bike for those people who get shitty that i ride on the footpath instead of main roads. as if i'm in the mood for getting run over when i'm still trying to understand mountain bike gear changes.

it's been two days since i've had coke or v, but i admit that today was a bad day cause i had oporto for lunch. but i've accepted it and i'm moving on.

but kmart's having a 15% off sale today, so while my man is riding firetrails in the blue mountains i'm gonna go fine me a set of bathroom scales that measure KILOS instead of STONES. the mother-in-law's scales in the bathroom are way old and i'm sick of multiplying everything by 6.4 or whatever already.

what does everyone think of the shannon noll single? his voice sounds a lot better in the studio, but i know lots of people are sick of the song already! it'll take a bit longer for me to get over it, i mean, i'm still willing to listen to guy's single :)

Enough on Steve Irwin already!

'kay, so he was a dumbass and dangled his kid in front of a croc. there's so much coverage, that i'm almost glad that steve waugh's retirement is front page news today, just so there's a break from all the hoo-ha that is "should steve irwin's australian of the year nomination be revoked?"

the guy clearly has something along the lines of ADD, but he's still fucking hillarious.

i don't want to go back to work

i've reached my two weeks of blessed rest. tomorrow i'm back to work, and some time tomorrow the Mother In Law returns from her camping soiree in Queensland. Probably with her Granddaughter From Hell. HOORAY. She's also bringing her 17 year old niece with her, but she's nice, so I can deal with that okay. Must remember to remove all my shampoos and face clensers from the bathroom in the morning. you see, i keep all my shower things (besides soap) in a bag that i keep in my room and only take to the bathroom when i need 'em — sad isn't it? you'd think that i'm living in a share house or something. such is the life when you have a 14 year old who uses up all your expensive-as-all-fuck-soap as SHAVING CREAM.

anyway, i'm going off on a tangent.

BUT two cool chicks from work are back in the office after a month in the US tomorrow, so it'll be fun to catch up with all their gossip. and my cool but sometimes moody boss will probably chuck a week of sickies — YAY! and there's sure to be some sort of managerial hoo-ha too, that's always fun for the gossip freaks like me.

but PAYDAY, oh yes, i LOVE payday — bring on friday already!!

rah's belated take on world idol

it was crap. totally and utterly crap. the nirvana guy and the bono guy were okay because they sounded more like the original songs. the only decent voices up there were guy (biased, i know) and kelly.

i really thought that guy had a chance of doing really well in the competition. the fact that he ended up seventh shows what a load of shit the whole comp was.

my man pointed out that the two uk hosts were somewhat like those homosexual hobbits, merry and pippin. hehe

just found this awesome write up on the show, highly entertaining indeed! i agree with most of the comments caz made, except i like kelly and guy :)

the whole thing was just a glorified karaoke competition, and in that case, it's probably a good thing that the hobbit won the comp.

Stuck

when we first moved in with Mother In Law, we had to buy some mesh to go on the front security door so that elvis wouldn't escape and wander around the streets. a lot of dan's childhood cats were run over by cars, so we're trying to avoid any history repeating.

the mesh was only waist high, just enough to make sure elvis realised he wasn't allowed to go out the front. sure, we'd let him out occassionally to eat the grass like a jersey cow, but generally it was a big no-no with our family.

everything was running fine even when we brought bear home. both boys would sit there and just watch the world go by. all was good.

BUT

then the boys discovered Climbing Up The Mesh which lead to the Freedom they were looking for. they were amazing. one gigantic leap and they'd be out the front sniffing letterboxes and chasing butterflies.

last week, we finally bought even more mesh to cover the door right to the top. dan and my visiting 6ft-at-15 nephew spent about an hour securing the wire to the door, all while elvis and bear watched in horror.

a week later and they still climb the mesh to just check that it's still all the way up to the top. and they still sit at the door, but there's more in their eyes: they know they can get out there, but why not now?

this is the sight we see every time we leave the front door open, aren't they cute?

rah's obligatory list of (made to be broken) resolutions for 2004:

health: get fit and healthy and the whole lost weight shebang. riding my bike daily and eating healthy. a bit of fitball (yay christmas!) action here and there too.

money: make my lunch for work FAR more often. pay off my credit card, afford to get the car serviced/registered and make considerable contributions to the Get Me Out Of Here moving out account.

career: either make a huge effort in current career or start working towards a new one. being a web designer or coder doesn't really seem to be me. i need a people job... but where to start looking?

personal: work on my silly mood swings, cut down my over-reacting emotions and try to be a better friend and really listen to what people are saying to me. and be a better girlfriend. i know i'm supposed to be the supportive one when dan wants to live his dream and write a novel — it's time i actually JUST DO IT.

resolution most likely to be broken: try being more honest with people. it'll be hard to start off with, but i know it'd get easier.

happy new year!!