I'm moving to NZ

Ok, I'm not. Not yet anyways.
This morning, I realised for the first time how bias newspapers really are. Even the credible ones.

Yesterday, 2nd ODI between Aust and NZ. The way the Sydney Morning Herald was reporting on this match, you'd think that Aust was the only team playing there!!! The article went something like: blah blah blah... Hayden is back to form.... let's have a massive fireworks in the harbour to celebrate that.... oh no! Hayden hurt his shoulder.... massive fucking disaster

Truth is, 1) Hayden was never really out of form and 2) his shoulder is fine and he'll play again on saturday!!!

What about my man Dan's achievements? hey? hey? hey? 83!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! more than doubled his previous highest score in an ODI, top scored for NZ, equal highest score for a number 8 batsman in THE HISTORY OF ODIs!!!!!!!!
How about some goddam recognition for some quality play????
And needless to say, he was great with the ball too. 31 runs from 10 overs in a game where Aust scored over 300 runs and two other bowlers had RPO of 9!!!

I
AM
PISSSSSEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD!!!!!

[deep breath]

sorry for those of yous who don't know about cricket, but I really needed to vent. So, you guys.... go learn about cricket! =)

Another good call

This morning, at work, within the space of 40 seconds, I've walked into the side of the fridge and whacked my knee on the filing cabinet. I let out a louder than usual "ouch!" when the 2nd one happened and Pete, who sits behind me went "what did you do??". And the conversation went:

S: "My knee!! ouch ouch ouch"
P: "You silly girl"
S: "I've been such a clutz the last two days. Scratching myself on the face, on the arm, on the leg. Walking into every corner of tables/desks imaginable"
P: "Hungover?"
S: "NO!!"
P: "Maybe you're pregnant!"
S: "NO!!"
P: "Oh yea, you couldn't be. Dan was playing cricket in NZ on the weekend"

Hehehee. Good call. Oh that Pete, he is a pistol! =)

And then about 5 min after that conversation, I managed to fall off my chair, head first to the ground..... Yes, that IS physically possible. And no, I won't explain how, cos it's just too embarassing.

5 day recap, and some mind dump

Haven't written in a long time, thru no fault of my own. It's my home computer, it's playing up just to piss me off. And what a wonderful job it is doing!!

5 days ago... Friday night. Went to the Moonlight cinema. Been wanting to go to one of those for the past 5 years, finally got there. Watched The Motorcycle Diaries. A wonderful film, very touching, and unlike other biopics these days, was not overdone. It was about Che Guevara, before he was a known as a revolutionist. It is based on his novel The Motorcycle Diaries, which captured his trip thru Latin American when he was about 23.
There was something about watching a good movie outdoors, under the beautiful summer night sky, that even a cycnic like me have to admit it's quite poetic.

After the movie, we pub crawled our way from Paddington to Haymarket. And what a great experience that was! Not just cause of the alcohol, but it's also great to change the sceneries as the night progressed.

By the time we got to Haymarket we were starving and craving fried clamps. And lucky for us, the restaurant was still opened. So we stuffed our faces, then moved across to the 3 Wise Monkeys, where I was to have my last drink of the night. I realised that it was enough for me when we walked all the way back up to Paddington on a alcohol-induced urge to find a tattoo place! And again, lucky for us, no tattoo parlour was opened til 3.30am. So all's well ends well.

Saturday, with only about 3-4 hours sleep the night/dawn before, I dragged my hungover ass home to meet with Janie so we could get our act together and finally organise the smaller details for our Europe trip. The more we got into it, the more I forgot about my hangover, and the more I got excited about the trip to Europe!! It's like 6 weeks away!! Yippeeeeeeeee

Sunday was pretty much a veg day. Went to Gosford for a nice lunch, and was home to watch the cricket by 3pm. It was only an ING match, the last one of the dismal season for the Blues. But since all the international players are back, NSW thrashed VIC by more than 100 runs. Thanks largely to one near invincible Glenn McGrath. 35 and still going strong.

Monday night went to see Closer. Very good film again. The lines are very direct, no bullshit, very raw. I didn't think established actors like Julia Roberts, Jude Law, Clive Owen and Natalie Portman were capable of deliverying something a bit left of the centre and still get it spot on. I'm very impressed indeed.

And yesterday. I woke up shitty. I dunno why, and I dun care. I'm just enjoying being angry and short fused at the moment. It's good for my personal development, or something life coach psycho babble like that. I'm very comfortable in this anger-bubbling-just-under-the-surface phase. Thank you all for royally pissing me off with everything they do. THANK YOU SO MUCH

The best call !!!

There is no secret I despise Lleyton Hewitt, he shits me up the wall (for more details, pls refer to my previous blog when I was spewing about the tennis ppl).

However, I'm not too great with words so I couldn't quite express how shitty I am to hear about him and the blonde chick from Home and Away (yes! I know her name, just don't wanna taint my blog by actually writing her name out). And aside from swear every time I have to hear about them, I couldn't really come up with any good comebacks.

Tonight I heard one. THE BEST ONE!!!
It was from Rove McManus. For some of you who may not have heard about Rove (cos it's all about crossed eye tosser and his blonde chick), him and Belinda Emmett (previously on Home and Away) got married, after being together for about 4-5 years. The wedding was around the time the whole hewitt engagement story broke. So there were much mention about Rove.

On his first show back tonight, Rove was doing his opening stand up and he talked about Hewitt and the whole big schmoozal that was their engagement. Made some funny comments about them being "a match made in Seven", "why didn't they get engaged earlier? oh yeah thats right, they were both engaged to someone else!!!", "how could she say no to the proposal when Lleyton was on his knees, sweaty, holding out the engagement ring going C'MON!!!!"
And he wrapped it up with the following:
"I mean, you can't help but feel sorry for Lleyton... being runner up at the Australian Open, being runner up with scoring the hot chicks from Home and Away" (and a cheeky smile, while the audience cracked up and applaude!!"

I LOVED IT!!! I had to put it down right away and share with everyone!

GO ROVE!

Gathered

After a little time, a few weird ass dreams, some excellent words of comfort from a few fabulous girlfriends, the mysterious workings of my head have been sorted.

I don't wanna talk about the problem, cos frankly, it's stupid. I know it and my friends know it. It's just the other me who didn't know it and couldn't help becoming self pitying and neurotic.
Well she's been sorted out. She got a partial lobotomy (or some might call it, denial) and things are semi-sweet. By the end of the week, all should be sweet as!

So, I'm back in control of the yet-to-be-identified-and-analysed little item that is my mind. No more silly crazy outburts. All under wraps and under control.

I shall sleep better tonight. Hope you all do too. Nightie night

Needing time to gather

It's been a while since I've written something here.
During the week, I've wanted to jog down a few thoughts, but did not have access to a computer. So, since they weren't particularly important thoughts- just my usual rantings, they were quickly forgotten.

Since then, something happened, and now I think I need to regroup the funny thing that is my mind. I just wanna make a little note, here, today, now, and make myself remember that next time I write, I better have sorted somethings out.

I know this is vague, but I know what I am talking about (at the risk of sounding extremely selfish and self centered) and thats all that matters.