What day is it again?

My day all out of whack. So what day is it again?

Oh yea, Sunday afternoon... (I thought I felt the back-to-work-tmrw blues swivelling in my gut)

Well last night, went out to dinner with Steph Cel and Ricky. Dinner was followed by 5 hrs of K (a personal record for me, considering there were like only 5 of us). And K was followed by hours of chatting thru the drunk haze at the girls' place. Got home just before 10am, drop into bed and was absolutely oblivious to the usual Sunday morning lawnmowers and kids on street.

Ricky and Cel got quite drunk. But it was happy LOUD drunk, so that was ok. Better loud than sick. But, Ricky bit me. Yep, teeth marks on my hand. Hmmmm didn't take you as a biter!

Anyhoo, it was a great night/morning. Too bad Steph's not going to be around for long, leaving to go back to Honkers on Tues (sob). Oh well, shouldn't get sad about it, should just be happy wiht the fantastic time we had.

Cheers

A very special day- 27th Jan

Today is my man's birthday. 26, so young, and yet have achieved so much professionally.

The youngest ever to represent NZ in tests, and the youngest spinner to reach 100 test wickets, highest score with the bat in test is 137 not out.... these are only a few achievements in his stellar career. And he is still only 26.

I believe the day Stephen Fleming retires (a sad day it would be cos he is a great captain and a good player), Dan would be next in line for the throne. He has shown he has the instant and the brain to be in charge of his team out there in the middle.

Even though I'm in love with him, it shouldn't diminish what I've mentioned about his abilities.

So, here's to you Dan. Happy Birthday

Mind Dump 23841

Got lots to dump today, so get ready!

First, I've decided not to title my mind dumps with the date. It's so anal, and it contradicts the point of a blog, which is freestyle writing. So from now on, it'll just be random numbers.

Secondly, just feel like sharing today, so I'd like to let you all know that I'm a snake.- a snake who's shedded its skin. But unlike the awesome creature, I can't keep mine in one long complete piece. Instead, I'm just leaving bits and pieces everywhere. I can't help it if I'm not perfect. So I'm like a walking snow flake making machine. Lovely

Just caught highlights of the tennis matches today. Serena "I'm a man" Williams versus Maria "Orgasmo" Sharapova. I'm glad I was not watching the whole match cause the audio and the visual would've definitely made my stomach turn. Sure sure, you'd say "if they sicken me so much why do you watch?". Well it's call the "It's so bad I just can't look away" syndrome.
Seriously, when you watch Sharapova, or "Orgasmova" as I've just re-named her, you'd think you're watching porn. When you watch Mr Serena, you'd think "who would be so harsh as to dress up this man in woman clothing? and clothing with such bad bad taste at that?"
It proves money can't buy everything, cos if you could, Serena would be able to buy herself some fashion sense. And maybe pick up a normal sized ass to replace her 8th-continent-on-earth ass while she's on a shopping spree.

And if money can buy everything, Lleyton Hewitt can buy himself some class, sportsmanship and some manners. I know I should support the Australian, the little Aussie champion blah blah blah. But one look at him, with his eyes so freakishly close together, and I can't help but think, "you rude, cross-eyed, over the top, I'm-starting-a-lawn-mower-when-I-win-a-point, I-pump-myself-up-when-the-other-guy-makes-an-unforced-error, obsessively self congradulating TOSSER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ok, I know I should be watching the actual tennis action and not the players themselves. But who am I gonna fool?!? I watch cos I like bitching about players like Tosser, Orgasmova, Mr 8th continent ass. As much as I'm watching for players like the gorgeous 6 foot 5 Russian (Marat Safin), the 6 foot 6 delicious new Swedish meat (Joachim Johansson). And occasionally, I do watch it for the tennis when players such as Agassi, Davenport, Federer are on court. But only occasionally

Anyways, enough about tennis. I don't even really like watching tennis that much, just caught in the comotion that is the Aust Open....

Burnt Toast

Back of my legs look like burnt toast. Very attractive.

On top of the pain, which thankfully is not as bad as a coupla days ago, my feet are swollen. Something about the fluid from the burn has headed south, and something about the bad blood circulation. They look ridiculous, it's like in the movies when actors has to put a fat suit on. It's quite surreal really, looking down and seeing a pair of feet that are just not yours...

But, unlike the like message I posted, I'm in much better spirits. The pain has somewhat subside (either that or my level of tolerance for the pain has increased significantly... I'd like to think it's the latter), and I've decided it is better for everyone concerned that I stop crying and whinging about it. And of course it is easy to laugh at myself when my feet really are quite comical.

I'm not gonna think about the peeling process, nor the long term effect of having black and white legs. There's nothing I can do about it so why bitch about it right?

Hm, looks like I'm having good progress with one of my new years resolution, to not be so pessimitic. (Gentle) pat on the back for me!

The Pain, oh the pain

I have never been so sunburnt in my life. Never!

Ok, first of all, it's my fault. I'm a fucking idiot. Yes I am.
I put sunscreen on the front of my legs but then got distracted and forgot to put some on the back of my legs. So now, I'm paying for it. It's bright red from my ass to my ankles. It can't walk properly, instead, I'm hobbling and shuffling my feet around the office, with my boss laughing at me. I would snap back if I could stand around long enough to do so.

Needless to say, sleeping was a problem last night. Whenever I try to move, I would be awaken by the pain. My legs are so hot I felt like I had the electric blanket on all night.
And waking up weren't that much more pleasant either. It took me a full 5 minutes to get out of bed this morning, cos I just couldn't stand on my legs. I need to hold on the the furnitures, or whatever/whoever is around me cos my legs would be shaking when I stand still....

Serves me right for being such a fucking idiot!!

the pain oh the pain the pain oh the pain the pain oh the pain

My man's real worth

$11,200. Yep thats how much the shirt worn by Dan, the shirt with his sweat and smell as Monkey as elegantly put it, the shirt that would mean the world to me cos also as Monkey suggested I would sleep with it and hence meaning I'm sleeping with Dan. Yup, THAT shirt.

Sigh... why can't I spare $11,205??? Life is hard

My man's worth

Today, a charity cricket match was played at the MCG in hope to raise $10 million for the devastated areas in Asia. It was a success, they raised over $10 mil as of about 15 minutes ago and it is not stopping yet. The match was played between Asia and the Rest of the World. Asia included Pakistan, India and Sri Lanka. Rest of the World was Australia, NZ, Windies, England.

Donations were coming from different parties and in different ways. Viewers can call and donate. Corporations too. Toyota donated $50,000 for each six that's been hit- the final amount was $350,000. 3 Mobile donated $1,000 per run scored and the final total runs scored by both teams was 576 so $576,000. The Packers' family and their companies chipped in $3 mil.

Another thing (which gave the title to this msg) is that each of the player's shirt which they wore and then signed are auctioned off on eBay. They are all on their way to getting thousands and thousands of dollars. It is a perfect way to raise funds considering the obsession of this nation with sports and sporting memorabilias.

My man Dan's shirt so far is up to $4,650. There's still about 19 hours til the bidding closes. Of course, I would never dream of being able to afford these sorts of memorabilias. But I wonder if one day, maybe, I could. I mean, if I couldn't own the man himself, it would be nice to get something of his right?

(Look, I don't feel like going into that relationship today. Maybe some other day ok?)

All in all, it's a magnificent effort. Aside from the funds raised, as a cricket fan, it is quite fantastic to watch the world great crickets playing in one match. Especially seeing the usual rivals laughing along and congratulating each other. That's the spirit of sports after all right?

Now just for my own record more than anything, the players included:
Chris Gayle
Adam Gilchrist
Ricky Ponting
Stephen Fleming
Chris Cairns
Daniel Vettori
Glenn McGrath
Brian Lara
Shane Warne
Darren Gough
Matthew Hayden
Steve Waugh

Virendah Sehwag
Rahul Dravid
Zaheer Khan
Sourav Ganguly
Muttiah Muralitharan
Chaminda Vaas
Abdul Razzaq
Jayasuriya
Yousuf Yohana
Sangakkara
Anil Kumble

Pretty impressive line up ey?

In sickness and in more sickness

Haven't been sick for about 6 months, so I guess this is meant to be. I'm thinking of what to blame and found a few options:

1) Melbourne- what the hell is with the weather down there? 16 degrees for summer?!?? Are you kidding me? I guess shivering there for 3 days could have brought on the cold and cough

2) Too much partying over new years. This is less likely the cause for the cold as I drink that much on a normal weekend. Might have something to do with the cough though, the smoke the junk food and the yelling

3) My sister. She's a walking symptom of everything, plus she usually have something to do with my problems =)

4) I'm weakening. This, I refuse to believe!! (and I don't care what you guys say, I'm not in denial)

If something so small can bring me down and piss me off this much, I wonder how those really sick people get on with their days. I admire them

Threeway

Get your mind out of the gutter!!! I meant conversations! Not phone calls, but MSN. I was quite amused that it could be done. It was quite fun.
But after the amusement wore off, the confusion set in. The who's saying that, the "huh?!?", the "what the.. is he talking about?!!" was a little bit mentally draining.
And the jokes, forget it! No one got anyone's jokes- the saying "It's not a joke is you have to explain it" is so true.
But, all in all, it was good to catch up with the couss from far away =)

Mind Dump 4/1/05

A storm came around a little while ago. Strong winds followed by heavy rain. I don't know the technical term, but I thought the shreds of rain was unnaturally straight and long- like needles. Considering the strong winds it would usually be slanting, but nope, straight straight straight.

Triple M has been, and still is, counting down the essential 2005 songs for 2005. Got some classics there, and some tragics. But all in all, quite impressive.
As of now, there's 800 songs to go.... wonder what will be Number 183 (trying to be original and not say No. 1- duh!!)

Family.... United

We got Jade World last week. It's Chinese pay-tv.

In response to my getting Foxtel, my sis thought it unfair she doesn't get to watch pay-tv. And after not much persuasion, my dad said happy yes and now we have a new TV for the new Jade World box and a new fucking big dish outside my window.

One would think, new pay-tv set up should bring the family all into the living room and watch all these programs for hours on end. ... one would be wrong.

In this household, never do the four people all watch one program for more than 2 minutes. Rarely do three people all watch one program for more than 5 minutes. Sometimes two people do watch the same program. Always do one person watch many programs on their own. So, I can be found in the rompus room watching Foxtel, or in my own room watching free TV. Dad can be found during news and current affair hours watching the new Jade World, or in his room watching free TV. Mum can be found watching Jade World during the soapie hours, or in her room watching free TV. And my sis can be found watching Jade World anytime she's not at work, not in the toilet/bathroom, and not in her room watching free TV.

Reflections

Since the last post, I've decided my mood has changed a little to the sentimental side, so this passage should be a little less cynical, a little less bitch and a bit more reflecting.

The year that was.... 2004

According to my Chinese horoscope for the Monkey, it was meant to be a bad year. So who's little old me to challenge the fate of the Monkey??!
But in hindsight, it could've been a whole lot worse.

First, I found a job in a pretty short time, and, yes I'm still there!!! I enjoy the people I work with, which has always been a way more important thing to me than money and the work itself. I mean, a job is a job. If you get paid for what you love doing, thats just a bonus. So I am glad of the opportunities I get to learn and the enjoyment of the people.

Second, I graduated from uni. Finally!! It seems so long cos all my friends have "been there done that" ages ago, I was feeling like the turtle in the race. But, it's all good, it's all over now.

Thirdly, I finished a diploma. Well ok, it's just a tad premature at this particular moment since I till have one more subject to get the result of. So yes, fingers crossed. During the course of this, I was really thinking "what was I thinking going back to studying again?". The stress, the sacrificing of the weekends, the stress, the last minute last nights and early mornings, the stress etc. But now that it's done, I feel pretty good about it. Might attempt to negotiate a pay rise now that I've got more qualification!

That's about all on the "achievement" side. Now on the friends side.

Janie and Laurie are the same, my best friends, my rock. I really hope that can remain this way or become even stronger many many years to come.

ABCs have drifted, but not really in a bad way I reckon. I know some might think it's not a good sign, that it's disappointing since we were all so close before. But I think it's .... natural. It's natural that we all changed since all of our circumstances have changed since we first met. The growing up, the responsibilities, the jobs etc. I think that we are evolving as people, and as we hit our quarter life crisis stage, I think we are doing pretty good with each other.

A special mention to the new friendship with Cel. Happy to get to know you, even happier with the prospect of having you in my life. Here's to much more fun to come!!

Now family.

As usual, they are my life. And luckily, everyone is well. Daddy's health worries me a bit, even though they are just relatively little things- tore tendon, cataract. But it's an indication that no one, especially him, wants to admit. He's getting old. This is when I really don't look forward to getting on with my days cos it means his does too....

Well that's about the brunt of all that's worth reflecting this past year (I'm sure I've forgotten something, I just can't remember what)

Now, 2005.

Supposedly, the first half of the year is still gonna be shitty- the residual of the '04 Monkey fate. But I'm hoping that's it's only the first half and I'm gonna try my best to ride it out in the most positive way.

My motto in 2005 is gonna be something along the lines of "Things could be a lot worse" and "Stop being a bitch/cynic/pessimist, or else I'll bitch slap me!"

And to bring in the new year.... (Drum roll) Mind Dump Number 1!!!

Yea, there really isn't any words to describe the feeling I get being in the new year. It really is indescribable. No, not that way. I mean, I feel nothing special, really. Yea sure, there were about 20 seconds of excitement after the midnight, but thats about all.

So we went through the new year resolution, just like the past years. We get the usual "Finish studying" "Get a new job", "Get a job I enjoy", "Get a job period!". But I decide to make it simple this year- "Be happy". Enough of dramatising the small, insignificant, darker points in life. It's time to look for the better side of things. Can I do it? I don't know, but I can try. So wish me luck people!

It is the second day of the year and I've just got my bearings. Yesterday was obviously a complete write off, as expected. But it's all good, I'm gonna do nothing for the rest of the day, and hopefully for tomorrow too, before I have to get back to work.

This is not really a good way to start a new year, but hey!! I SAID I'LL TRY DAMN IT! Can't expect me to get there right away!

I better stop before I hurt myself from making too much effort on my second last day of doing nothing.