Update

• Big night out last night with [Red Wine and Chocolate] guy and his girl;
• [Red Wine and Chocolate] guy doesn't remember anything past 8pm including the Titanium Bar, getting home or propositioning the Tranny on behalf of some poor bloke. Even though the guy had no idea what was going on;
• One should not snigger, nor whisper "Please don't" when she hears a Tranny saying she/he is about to go to the ladies room;
• [Overseas] girl is heading back to the land of Oz. Rumour has it she has a great job in the nearest big city. I'm thrilled for her but very jealous;
  
• The upstairs ladies room at the Titanium Bar is fab, so are the New Zealand bouncers;
• I have a new bestie. I like my new bestie. Last night she taught me how to skull Chocolate Bunnies. I've never considered large milk based cocktails skullable nor met a woman who could drink me under the table when I'm at full steam. Quite frankly I'm damned impressed. I've nicknamed her the [Dominatrix], probably best not to ask why;
• We are going for a girls night out in a couple of weeks. I can't wait - it's going to get messy, the boys won't be there and at least one of us is nicknamed the [Dominatrix];
  
• Good times. Life is great.
  

Paul McDermott

Frank from Distortrait.com has been kind enough to indulge me again ....

Paris Parody

... it sucks to the highest degree ....

Because the man is brilliant ....

The SideShow ABC Saturday 7:30pm

To the Person who left this on my car....

1. Either get a seeing eye dog or learn to use the eyes you have. I was within the lines;
2. You had a little car yet you parked close to the line on the drivers side. Perhaps it's not new eyes you need;
3. Instead of being angry at other people for parking within their car space perhaps you could take a long hard look in the mirror and go on a diet;
   
4. It's Ms Head to you and don't ask why.
   

I Once was Blind but Now I See....

Two years ago my eyes were blinded by the dream of something better. But I am blind no more - now I see.

Two years ago I ran away from a well paid industry for the promise of something I thought would be more interesting, less political (yes LESS political), and much much more fun. But now I know better.

After two VERY LONG days in the workforce I understand the true nature of the problem.

It was not my previous industry I hated but it was the very essence of employment that I despise - it is having to work for income that I hate.

I'm a lazy arse and just don't like having to do any work. Two years at university has spoilt me, I'm used to being a lady of leisure and quite frankly I HATE having to be up at 6 am to be at work by 8am and not getting home until 7pm. And worse than all of that is that I can't partake in my ritual nightly drinking habit as I need to be up early for work.

This leads me to the inevitable conclusion that WORK is for SUCKERS and work is not for me.

After a day of dreaming about escape I've come up with a few exit plans (they aren't great but it's been a long day):

1. Win the lotto; - and quickly
2. Inherit lots of money from a dying relative; This may require another family to adopt me.
3. Become a Plaintiff in a "must win" case that will require a massive damages payout; ... that could take a while
4. Force Best-Friend-With-Benefits to work 7 days a week ... which may make him too tired for other things...
   
5. Find a rich old guy with a heart problem, work my way into his will and ride him to death. Think Anna-Nicole without the breast implants or angry heirs but with a lot more sex (hey I might as well enjoy waiting for the heart attack to get him)
6. The PHD .... The PHD is taunting me ... I get to experience university life again, great coffee, Law balls, parties, cheap gym membership, I don't have to pay the government back unless I earn a wage and drinking is mandatory .... it's definitely a possibility but that 100,000 word requirement might bite.
   

Best friend with benefits may object to number 5 but probably not as loudly as he would object to number 4 .... I think I have a plan.....


I'll keep you posted.

New Start

I'm about to remove the old personal posts from this blog for a fresh start. So if any of you (deluded or otherwise) want a copy I suggest you take it ASAP.

And before I get inundated with email:

• No - I'm not going to assist you with that. You are on your own;
• No - I don't know why people would want a copy but if I don't warn people first, I'm sure I would be accused of all sorts of things;
• No - I can't send you copies and personal updates. I'm doing this because I don't want you in my life anymore (Because I've seen how you treat your so called friends) and keeping contact with you would defeat the purpose;
• No - you don't have a fundamental/legal/moral right to access it forever (nope, not even under the constitution and please stop misquoting law to me).
• No - I am not lessening your life experience by denying you access to my old posts;
• No - No - No. Whatever it is you want, I don't care, I'll make my own mind up thanks very much;
• No - these points are not about you, but you can't have access to old posts either;
• No - this post does not defame you, if you think it does than perhaps you should repeat Torts;
• Don't send me emails threatening to sue me. Just serve me personally. If it's not issued, filed and served I am not interested.
  
• If you don't like it, remember the little 'x' in the top right corner (I'm regretting this already).