
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Lack of sleep.
eBay bargians!

Saturday, June 19, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Forgetful partners.
Well the other day he was cooking me dinner (that doesn't happen very often, so I savor that moment where I can put my feet up and relax and not have to worry about what we're going to have for dinner.) and he was asking me if I would like soy sauce on my dim sims. I HATE soy sauce. How did he not know that? We've been together long enough for him to know what I do and do not like. Honestly!?! -slaps sense into him-
That's not the only thing he forgets though. He's having trouble remember my birthday too. I'm surprised he even remembers my name!
We were at a 21st in Melbourne last weekend, and the birthday boy was so impressed by the advice his father had just given him that he decided to tell EVERYONE he spoke to. Do you want to know what the advice was? "If you want to remember your wife's/girlfriend's birthday, then forget it once." I thought this piece of advice was pretty valuable, don't you think?
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Just thought i'd add this picture in for shits and giggles.

Have a fun night :)
Thursday, June 17, 2010
One quiet week.
Not only have I been sick, forcing me to stay at home on the couch, but one of my friends hasn't spoken to me all week and I have no idea whether or not we were still meeting up today. I don't mind having a quiet day bumming around in my pj's, but when it turns into an entire week... I mean, there's only so much day time telly I can take in one go. Not only are all the tv shows trashy, but I'm not even remotely interested in anything that is on. Thank goodness for the internet, right?
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I think I'm going to have another go at running when I'm feeling better. If I don't get some exercise and fresh into me soon, I'm going to end up a couch potato forever!
Wish me luck!
I love those little fake arguements...
Him - Where's the flat shaped thing that we use to stir things.
Me - The spatula? I don't know where it is..
Him - You're not a good house wive then.
Me - We're not married. I can't be a house wive.
Him - Well then you're not a good house girlfriend.
Me - FU!
Him - bitch!
Me - asshole!
Him - slut!
Me - bastard!
Him - mole!
Me - GAYBO!!!!
Him - Thank you! :)
- walks away worried about her boyfriends sexual orientation -
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Just thought I'd add in our latest conversation because I found it pretty funny (it's probably one of those 'had to be there' moments, and you probably won't understand the Stacey part. but oh well) ...
Brett in the kitchen..
"It sounds like a B grade porno over here. You have the Stacey, i mean slut, smell in the sink; The sploshing of the mash potatoes sounds like bad sex, and your cat is in the oven; Oh and now there's thick creamy stuff on the bench!"
Me in the lounge room..
-rolls all over the floor laughing-
'I'm about to dribble from laughing so much!!!!'
Probably not as funny to you as it was/is to me. I just had to write it down so I can remember that moment forever :D
I promise I'll try to stop posting so much. Well.. for tonight anyway ;)
Peace Out!
Poor Ducklings.



I stumbled across this while looking through a site full of interesting and random crap from the net. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry :(:
I sure hope the person taking the photos helped poor mother duck get her babies back :(
Otherwise this is truly a sad story!
I have a soft spot for the animals, can ya tell?!
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I also found these fairly amusing..



Men and Marriage.

Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered
to her mother, “Why is the bride dressed in white?”
“Because white is the color of happiness and today is the
happiest day of her life.” Her mother tried to explain, keeping
it simple.
The child thought about this for a moment, then said, “So, why
is the groom wearing black?”

I don't understand why men get married. I really don't. They bitch and moan and carry on, saying it's the worst thing ever and making it sound like the end of their life. So why the heck do they propose to begin with? Honestly, yeah a woman can bitch and moan and hand out ultimatums until he says yes, but at the end of the day, a woman can't hold a gun to his head and FORCE him to do it. There is ALWAYS a choice.
So do men really think that marriage is the end of the world? Or are they just kicking up a fuss to put on a show for their mates? What do you think?
And how is it that a couple can spend many years happy and unmarried, but a couple can't spend many years married and happy? What is it about marriage that makes everything in a relationship go to shit, honestly!!?!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Anyone want a hot dog?
One infection after another; thank goodness for the animals.
I am actually quite annoyed that this infection had to appear last night. Today I was going to do an autopsy on a possum. I volunteer at a small wildlife shelter run by pensioners out of their own house, and the owner wanted to give us a little excitement. It would have been very interesting to open up a possum and learn about its insides. You can call me crazy but I was quite looking forward to it. I'm not one for blood and gore, but this would have been a pretty unique experience. Thankfully, there are many animals kept in the freezer so I have not missed out on the opportunity completely. I just have to wait for another quiet week.
I'm loving working with all the different wildlife. I love animals in general. There's just something about them that makes everything so calm. And they don't talk back like humans. They don't expect much from you, and anything you do for them they are grateful for. I have grown up around animals all my life and whenever I would get angry or upset, or just needed to clear my mind, I would go sit out there with them. They have a way of making everything feel okay again. Could it be there unconditional love? or the fact the appreciate the smallest of things? They are just so easy to be around. Animals are to thank for much of my happiness.


I have so many cool facts and stories about these gorgeous animals that I can share with you, but tonight I am feeling pretty average because of the previously mentioned infection. So I'm going to leave it at that.
Keep safe!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sir Oliver Mozart

This is my newest kitten Oliver. He is about 10 weeks old now and is the most trouble making little shit I have ever seen; but i love him dearly.
It has taken me a lot to love him as much as I do because I picked him up only a few weeks after the loss of my 7 month old Kitten Boe. Boe was such a special kitten to me and I found it hard to love Oliver because I felt like I was betraying her. That is a whole other story. I will tell you about Boe another night.
Anyone who will listen is better than no one,
I am new to this whole blogging thing so I'm sorry if my posts bore you.
The truth is, I don't even care if anyone reads this or not. I just need a place where I can express all my feeling and get them off my chest. Even if they make no sense at all. I have recently been diagnosed with depression and anxiety, and I'm trying to make sense of what's going on in my head. The best way for me to do this is get it out on paper, or in this case, the big wide cyber-world.
If you do follow me, thank you for your support.
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Today, my friend canceled on me so I spent the whole day alone.
I slept in till 12pm, which I really don't like because I hate wasting my days away, I watched day time telly (what could be more trashy!?!), ate junk food and pretty much just felt sorry for myself for being all alone and bored.
I really don't know why I just didn't update my resume and apply for a job, which I desperately need. I guess it's because I can't find any motivation, and just the thought of job searching drains my energy level to zero. Could it be that in an entire year of searching for a job I've only had one interview and this has just made me lose all hope? There's nothing worse than putting yourself out there and being shut down.
This has happened a lot in my life; Well at least in the last 19 years of my existence. And when it occurs over and over again it really can damage your self esteem. I guess it happens to everyone, But it feels like I'm getting it a lot more than my peers. Everyone seems to have things go their way.. ALL the time!! At the moment it feels like nothing wants to go right for me or be easy like it seems to be for everyone else. It's like I've worked my butt off for the last year and hardly gotten anywhere, but people around me are being hand fed and given everything. I know it's probably not true. I just feels like it.
I'm going to stop at that for now. I could probably type away all night about how I feel, but for the sake of anyone who was nice enough to read this, I'm going to call it quits for tonight.
In for a nice night snuggled up with my kitten Oliver and watching Greys Anatomy and Private Practice.
Night bloggers.