tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-99522612012-01-17T00:39:42.937-06:00"Sweety Dahling" came to me as a result of spending an entire Sunday watching Absolutely Fabulous. For those of you unfamilar with the debauchery that is this show, shame on you. I was first introduced to this show at a young age by my British mother and have since consistently tried to base my life on the teachings of Eddie and Patsy. This blog, I hope will reflect these life lessons.Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.comBlogger1101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1151000965095466232006-06-22T13:09:00.000-05:002006-06-23T11:44:02.096-05:00

If anyone noticed, I've been MIA for the past month or so...I think I've lost the will to blog! hah. I never have time to post at work anymore, my new job is definitely a lot more time consuming and I don't have internet access at home. I haven't even been reading others blogs, so I have no idea what is going on. It's funny, there was a time when I couldn't go a day without checking all my

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First softball game of the season and I had to go and ruin it...So MAD! oh well. All my friends took good care of me...and are now, of course, making fun of me :) I'm hobbling around on crutches for the time being and will perhaps go see a doctor next week when my insurance begins. I think I should be ok though, I'm a quick healer...there are apparently bets in place as to how long it will

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Sweeeet! I just got Madonna tickets for her concert in Chicago. I'm so excited, although my happiness is mixed with a little buyers remorse. I was lucky though, if I hadn't bought the tickets when I did, I wouldn't have been able to get any at all b/c I tried again, just for shits and giggles, and they were all sold out - less than 3 minutes after they went on sale!So yay! Now I just have to

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First of all my little kitty is all grown up and because I'm a bad mum who didn't have any money I mistakenly forgot to get her "fixed". So now this is what I'm dealing with: BehaviorA cat in estrus carries her tail to one side, keeps her hindquarters elevated, exhibits "treading" movements of the hind legs, and seems unusually affectionate. She spends a good deal

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Nothing terribly exciting to report besides the fact that I got hit on by a fat, old man with a cane at lunch the other day. He asked me the time and then proceeded to tell all about his "crockpot" that was cooking at home and whether I knew anything about cooking in a crockpot b/c I must of done it for my husband...to which I just laughed. He then got up and came and sat with me, regardless of

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I am in fact still alive...been undergoing some career changes...am finally rid of The Boob and all other social retards at previous place of employment. Have started new job downtown Chicago, so far so good...not sure how often I'll be able to post, should probably behave in the beginning...maybe I should just get a comptuer at home...there's an idea. Well I'd best get off before I'm caught :)

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To your cat...even if she is covered in some kind of black dust reminiscent of what would have given someone black lung and you have no idea where this black mess has come from but is now all over your hands and face b/c you have just hugged your cat to death as she, and the little old man on the bus who asked you, are your only dates on Valentine's DayDO NOT PUT THEM IN THE SHOWER As the result

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Friday Night: Get home from work Immediately open yummy beer Decide should probably eat something so as not to pass out later, eat roommate's chicken & rice thing (it's ok, she told me a I could) Time to shower, take yummy beer in too Blow up boob balloon to tie to friend's b'day bag of goodies...two of them explode in my face, think I have slashed open cheek...false alarm Watch fav

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Don't ever need bare witness to again: Old man river Accountant asking The Boob if he "has time for a quick one" Smelly feet girl contaminanting the locker room at the gym Getting mental image of The Boob and his 300th mail order bride...this time she's from Honduras...on their wedding night...gross Witnessed that were pretty funny: Walking into partner's office and it reeking of weed

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Perth Sky ShowSometimes.....I just want to go home.

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This past weekend I went to Black Earth, WI (near Madison...but Black Earth sounds much more exotic and remote...although I don't think the words exotic and Wisconsin should be in the same sentence) and spent the weekend in a Big Red Barn. When I first heard that we'd be staying in a barn I was thinking hay and mice etc...which didn't put me off as such, but I was wondering what I was getting

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For these reasons: There is always someone there who smells like last weeks hot garbage There are people, who take sweating to a whole new level, that use multiple machines and do not wipe them down with the disinfectant spray when they are done The heat is always blasting away...resulting in the 10 x magnification of points 1 & 2 The machines are often to close together resulting in

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I've been neglecting my blog....and everyone else's for that matter...for some reason I'm not that into it lately...plus I've been pretty busy at work for the past few weeks, but things are slowing down and if I can tear myself away from these games then all should be back to normal soon. Seriously, those games are addicting and it doesn't help that I've turned into a huge dork...but perhaps I

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It's been a year to the day since I started this blog and as I look back over my posts I can see a somewhat progression from being pretty well depressed - party animal - relatively well adjusted (I guess that could be deemed debatable...ha) Suffice to say 2005 was a huge learning experience for me with many ups and down but I'd like to think I came out of it with a new appreciation for many

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Happy HolidaysI'm on vacay until Jan 3...so doubt I will blogging much...don't miss me too much...I hope to back with some interesting stories...well I can't promise they'll be interesting...I'll leave you with this pretty embarrassing picture...I'm pretty sure this poor boy has been scarred for life :) Stay safe :)

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However, consuming an amount somewhere in the vicinity of 3 bottles is not all that good of a thing...it tends to lead to situations such as these: Agreeing to have photo taken with unfortunate teenage Thai restaurant waiter who just so happened to be wearing the same shirt as you that professes you both to be "chick magnets" Thinking that smuggling a large bottle of wine into a bar under

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I don't think I've ever been so happy it's Friday...well that's probably not entirely true, but for the purpose of this post (not that I really have a purpose) we'll go with that...First off, even though I only worked 3 days this week...and I use the term "worked" loosely...it has felt like FOREVER...yesterday the clock seemed to be running in slow motion, probably because I kept staring at it,

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It's so hard to come back to work after being away and having fun. Especially when you are sick. It seems Karma is a bitch. Whenever I tell small lies and call in sick to work it's inevitable that I will actually become sick. So I'm sitting at my desk trying hard to not to pass out as my head feels like a bowling ball and I'm so very very tired.The Dells was a lot of fun...though I still smell

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I'm so glad this week is over...not that it's been especially bad...or good for that matter, but I'm just so tired of work. Sadly The Boob will be back on Monday...he has also threatened coming in today, but hopefully I will be successful in avoiding him if he does decided to irritate me with his presence. Lucky for me however, I will be frolicking in the Wisconsin Dells on Monday and Tuesday so

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Where I'll be headingCourtesy of MiladyThe Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)LowLevel 2 (Lustful)Very HighLevel 3 (Gluttonous)HighLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)ModerateLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)HighLevel 6

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To all those who are celebrating it. For me, it's just an excuse to eat and drink a lot...but really when have I needed an excuse.Off to see Harry Potter tonight...then going dancing in Boystown...woo hoo

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I've been incredibly slack with posting lately....I have no real excuse other that the fact that I couldn't be bothered :)The first time I ever said "I can't be bothered" to anyone here in the US of A you would have thought I had really said "Hey (evil laugh), I just killed your cat/ran over an infant" based on the response I received. Apparently it sounds rude and lazy to non-natives of

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Madonna - Me Love You Long TimeI just heard her new song "Hung Up" accompanied by the video....yummy (despite the scary pink leotard). I almost started a dance party for one in my office. I will for sure be buying her new album when it comes out in 2 weeks. I apologize in advance to my roommate as I will be playing it constantly and dancing about the apartment. In fact...I think it's a great

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I'm under strict instruction from my mother to post more. Apparently she thinks she can still tell me what to do...haha...just kidding mum...of course you can tell me what to do...I just may not listen..however I do appreciate your advice :)Anyway....I spent most of last week in a drunken/hungover daze...which made for a very long week...although really it was only from Wednesday onwards...it

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Ok fine....I used a stencil and cut the cat's leg and tail off....but other than that I'm good :)In other news...yesterday a co-worker of mine came into my office and showed me the hole in his jeans which just so happened to be right on his ass....he then proceeded to tell me "you like that huh?"

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I've been asked to guest blog for Jenny whilst she is on holiday in London. So I'll be over in my homeland (albeit vicariously through the web) for this week and haven't decided if I will be posting here as well, because let's face it, I'm not quite interesting enough to babble away on two blogs :)Happy Birthday to my Mummy...although technically it's not her b'day anymore where she lives, but oh

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I think I've finally recovered from my b'day party. What a sordid, debaucherous affair! I don't think I've ever seen so many of my friends so completely shitfaced all at the same time. It was spectacular and I had so much fun...from what I can remember :) Anything that ends with my drinking champagne from the bottle on my way home at 4am had to of been good right? There also appears to be a bevy

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Things I'm Cranky about: Insufferable cramps Turning 25 this Sunday...I'm hoping some kind of epiphany will hit and I will miraculously transcend this holding pattern I find myself trapped in The Usual Suspects at work Almost throwing up last night even though I only had 4 drinks...ok five...must have been the red headed slut shot Turning 25 this Sunday Elbow still hurting Dry skin

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Ride your bike into parked car side view mirror causing you to crash spectacularly and fall into oncoming traffic leaving a few layers of skin along with your pride and dignity on the road.More of which would have been left behind had it not been for long sleeve shirt which is now ripped to shit and about which I will cry over b/c it was my Kickball Champs shirt :(I owe a significant amount of

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Today is a sad day....I had to wear a sweater/jumper to work this morning....summer is officially over and I'm very upset about it. It will soon be time for me to say goodbye to the outside world and hole myself up in my apartment until late April. It is during this hibernation period that I seriously question my motives for staying in Chicago, especially when on the phone to my sister and she

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As soon as I find my way out of this pit of work despair, I'm sure I'll have something witty and exciting to say...don't hold your breath though :)

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My head into a door frame

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PISS OFFAlthough I was freaking out all weekend about being fired for leaving the back door open after Friday's drunken shenanigans at the office (however, I found out later that I wasn't the last one here, so not my fault!), I now wish it had actually happened....Well, maybe not really, but you know what I mean.I. HAVE. HAD. IT.I wish I had the luxury of being able to just up and quit, but alas,

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I downloaded Monopoly onto my phone last night on my way home from umpiring yet another abysmal game for the sole reason that I had just finished my book and had nothing to do but listen to the crazy man who was yelling that he was “gonna bust a cap in your ass”. It was slightly unnerving, but I came to the conclusion he was just talking to the other voices in his head, one of which I believe he

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Ooooh….I’m posting this from the new Blogger for Word gizmo…excellent…it will now look as though I’m doing work when really I’m screwing around. Love it. I wonder if all the fun fonts etc will come up too…like this pretty annoying one…how about a little avant garde…interesting…if it isn’t clear by now, I’m pretty friggin bored and have nothing of interest to say. I rode my bike to work today…it’s

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Could this be the reason behind my pounding head, seedy stomach and the fact that I dragged my arse into work at 10:30 this morning?I think the answer is a resounding Yes.1.5 litres of wine plus beer and a 3:30am bedtime will do that to you. In my complete dysfunctional state this morning I couldn't even get off the el and consequently took an impromptu jaunt around the Loop. I figured I was

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I played field hockey last night with the current NU team to help them get ready for their season opener this weekend. When I say "help" I really mean, "stood on the field and pretended I could still play". Actually I didn't do as badly as I thought I would, but I am paying for it today. My back aches like only a 90 year old lady can appreciate. Can someone come walk on it for me? Thanks.Camping/

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Tomorrow, I leave for a weekend of canoing/camping/drinking in the wilds of Wisconsin with my ex and numerous others. Luckily there are no crocs in WI unlike this poor unfortunate...so I should be assured of a safe return Sunday...hopefully with my dignity still intact.

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This past weekend: That I can get away with leaving work at 3:30pm on FridaysHow to play Texas Hold'Em. Albeit badly and not aided well by numerous beers. Also luckily not for real money as I had to get a loan from the bank and steal other people's chips...but I wasn't the only one to do so, I didn't feel so bad. That there are scary people at the Belmont Blue Line station at 1am including old

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Masterbatters Win...Masterbatters Win!!I'm so happy my team won the championship game yesterday, and when I say win, I mean kicked ass by the slaughter rule 31-15. I love the fact that we humiliated the team that had consistently bad mouthed and underestimated us throughout the season, they certainly were more subdued by the end of the game. In your face assholes.That's pretty much all I have to

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Taken from my sister's blog:"haha some asian guy just called my house phone telling me that i can get 50 free local calls on my landline this month, i told him that i didn't have a phone, and he said the landline you are talking on now, i said i don't have a phone i don't have a landline, haha and he was like umm what? and i said i don't know what you are talking about i don't have a phone! and i

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I arrived at work early today...And by early I mean 9:15am. Yes, I supposedly start at 9am but I haven't been here before 9:30am in about 3 months. My philosophy is, the less I'm here the happier I will be and therefore much more pleasant to idiot co-workers.So I was early today, for the sole purpose of wanting to chat online with my lil sis...and she has the gall to not even be online...oh the

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My body is punishing me severely for Saturday's debauchery at Lollapalooza. I'm suffering from 2 day hangover hell. I don't even remember hearing the music on Saturday night after (starting at 2:30pm) consuming a pitcher of Blue Moon, a 32oz Miller Lite in a plastic bag in the Hilton lobby (I'm all class), a bottle of Captain that was smuggled into the concert in a friend's sock and whatever else

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I have nothing of interest or importance to say today so I thought I would finally complete one of these meme things.....it made me realize I'm boring and haven't done much! Not even 50% haha...oh wellFound this hereItems in bold are things I've done.01. Bought everyone in the pub a drink02. Swam with wild dolphins (well, they were in the vicinity)03. Climbed a mountain04. Taken a Ferrari for a

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I just ordered Pockets for lunch. I get points every time I order online and receive cheery little emails telling me how many points I have accumulated. Today I got to use my $10 off coupon as I have accumulated 10 PocketsPoints. Joy to the world. After placing my order, I promptly received an email which now tells me I get a bonus 5 points for every $200 spent.I am mortified to learn that I have

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I want to scratch my skin off....the inevitable has occurred....after cooking in the sun all day last Friday (I played hookey and went to a water park! haha...so fun) my poor pale skin is now reaping it's vengeance and is peeling off in protest....nasty. I hate peeling, and not just the physical process, but also the word. Don't ask me why. I do however like to peel other people's skin off. Again

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It would appear Snuffleupagus missed the memo on "Personal Space". He is a large man, however his size should not automatically allow him to assume that it's ok to encroach on other people's space, namely mine. It makes me decidedly uncomfortable.Case in point: There is no need for you, nor should you have the gall, to come behind my desk and look at something that is clearly my personal

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1120842930957661522005-07-08T11:09:00.000-05:002005-07-08T12:15:30.980-05:00

The mental image of this is truly priceless and I have only just managed to pick myself up from rolling on the floor laughing in order to post this. The "leader" of the Free World fell off his bike. Poor baby. Seems it's not the first time either.In May 2004 Bush tumbled from his bike during a ride on his ranch in Crawford, Texas, scraping his chin, upper lip, both knees, his right hand and his

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1120664228239891222005-07-06T10:31:00.000-05:002005-07-06T10:37:12.566-05:00

3 HOURS OF SLEEP....HUNGOVER....INSUFFERABLE JOB....DEATH

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I feel like I spent my entire weekend sweating and replenishing the lost fluids with alcohol...actually that pretty much sums it up nicely.This past weekend Chicago hosted it's annual Gay Pride Parade (that website is pretty shite...you would think the gays could come up with something more aesthetically pleasing) and for once I actually made it to the parade. Last year I was in Alpine Valley and

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1119386920307396482005-06-21T14:57:00.000-05:002005-06-21T16:20:05.450-05:00

My kickball team is the newly crowned Spring 2005 Kickball League Champions...I have a shirt to prove it. After demoralizing our semi-final opponents 24-8 we moved into the final game against the biggest bunch of assholes I've ever had the displeasure of dealing with. They all work at Chicago Apartment Finders...so if you are looking for an apartment in the Chicago area...do not go there for fear

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Thanks Andrea! This is the perfect representation for how I feel somedays :) It also makes me almost pee my pants laughing....

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That's how my dad signs notes. Over the years the amount of hair he adds to the top of his head has progressively diminished....I think even this, the most current, is a stretch :)He sent this little note with my wallet which has miraculously returned to me unscathed. As far as I can tell, the only things missing are about $1 worth of change (I'm poor) and a Starbucks card that had no money on it

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1118419818864130152005-06-10T10:46:00.000-05:002005-06-10T11:10:18.876-05:00

Dear _______It's called an Inbox for a reasonThings that are addressed to me go in itNot just strewn about haphazardly on my deskI do not come and throw shit all over your deskIndolent assRegards,Anal BitchI was in the Boob's office the other day and he suggested I be a little more responsive to people....I'm sorry I just can't bring myself to do that when I'm dealing with asinine questions from

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I just got an email from my mum telling me that a person I knew in Perth died in a car accident over the weekend. I didn't know her very well but my mum and sister were close with her and her family. Her husband and 4 year old son were in the car too, but survived. I spent an afternoon with them all on my recent trip home and they are the nicest family you could ever meet and I am so very sorry

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I love how the Spelling Bee championship is being televised on ESPN...Apparently it's a sport, along with poker. I suppose the physicality of it all can be justified when considering this ....hah poor kid. As I was looking through the bios of the whizz kids left in the competition, I felt a vague sense of inadequacy...all their accomplishments made me feel like I need to pull my head out of my

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1117212047444600382005-05-27T11:14:00.000-05:002005-05-27T11:40:47.470-05:00

I'm poopy today The Boob has returned to the office. What I thought was going to be a month long reprieve has turned into a trial continuation and his annoying presence on a daily basis. If I have to hear him preface a question with "I have a question" one more time I am going to throw something heavy at him I have a sore throat, and if I wake up sick tomorrow, the date of departure for a

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I had an email from my mum telling me that I had to blog...so since I always do what she tells me...and even though I'm tired and a bit hungover here it is :)I am suffering from another work day hangover (although this one is quite mild, thankfully)...the result of another Cubs game and a few too many beers. I went with my old roomies and our old field hockey manager Treem who I haven't seen in

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1116534387581772982005-05-19T14:33:00.000-05:002005-05-19T15:26:27.600-05:00

Today marks my 2 year anniversary in this god forsaken cesspit. I'm still waiting for the cake and balloons to arrive in appreciation for me having put up with a rather large amount of crap....however, I will not be holding my breath.It's hard to believe I have been here 2 years and am still no closer to getting my green card. Well, I suppose I am closer, I'm just waiting for the Dept of Labor to

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1116447758177325072005-05-18T14:29:00.000-05:002005-05-18T15:22:38.210-05:00

I recently just finished watching the first season of Dead Like Me and it seems to have resulted in an involuntary pre-occupation with death and dying. By this I do not mean that I am obsessed with death or that I think about dying 24/7, but more so in the sense that I've come to terms with the fact that death can be so very random and we realistically do not have any semblance of control over

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I've been experiencing some rather weird dreams lately. Earlier this week I dreamt that I was at home at the beach with my sister and we were walking through these huge dunes/cliffs and saw these guys jumping off the rocks on bikes and skateboards. As we reached the top one of the guys leapt off and tumbled down and smacked his head on the rocks and fell into the water and did not re-surface. So

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1115909227334706282005-05-12T09:46:00.000-05:002005-05-12T09:47:07.336-05:00

Crisis averted

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Where the bloody hell has my blog gone....

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"Fly Away Hair"I purchased some new hair stuff last night and tried it out this morning. It read "for a wind blown, tousled look" do this.....blah blah...so I gave it a whirl.Note to self...Do not use this product when it is actually very windy outside as when adding the already "wind blown, tousled" look to blustery winds the desired outcome is not quite the look one hopes for.My hair now

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The Beer Pong table received quite the workout this past Saturday at the first of what will hopefully be many Summer BBQ's. Teams came, team saw, but ultimately it was The Dream Team that conquered. We were given a small run for out money by teams L&L, Franchi$e Part I, Part II and the Superstarz, but none were up to par :) Team L&L owe a Nudie Run for this sad display in one of the gamesThis

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As much as I abhor the man I work for, aka, The Boob, there is something not quite right with him lately. He seems even more out of it and is making a lot less sense then usual, if that is even possible. It could be that we have a big trial coming up that will most surely be lost, resulting in another company downsizing and the possibility that I will not have a job for much longer...but I

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In case anyone was worried that I had fallen off the face of the earth (I know my mum has) here is part of the reason. I'm completely bogged down at work and my messy desk is driving me insane as, and I can admit it, I'm slightly anal retentive when it comes to messy desks and houses. I suppose I wouldn't be as bogged down if I hadn't wasted the entire day last Thursday fighing off the urge to

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There is a particularly rank smell coming out of the air vents here at the office, more commonly known as"Hell". Maybe something died in there...I know a small part of me does everytime I walk through the door :) Anyway whatever it is, it's making me nauseous, but that could also be caused by my lingering two day hangover...I suppose that is what one should expect after continuously imbibing all

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You scored as Satanism. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Satanism! Before you scream, do a bit of research on it. To be a Satanist, you don't actually have to believe in Satan. Satanism generally focuses upon the spiritual advancement of the self, rather than upon submission to a deity or a set of moral codes. Do some research if you immediately think of the satanic cult stereotype.

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I experienced what can only be described as my version of hell on earth last night at the laundromat. As I no longer enjoy the luxury of having an in home washing machine like I did whilst I was at home, I had to lug my overflowing basket down the street to the closest laundromat as I had too much for the machines in my building to handle. Anyway the first thing I am greeted with at the door is

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Is the name of my kickball team. We had our first game last night and it was hilarious. Last year we played in the championship game but unfortunately lost...bastards. So we are back with avengeance this year. For some reason other teams underestimate us....I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that we stand on the sidelines drinking beer all game..hmmm. Since the majority of the team

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I think I have chronic fatigue syndrome....well I shouldn't really joke about it but I did fall asleep at 9:30pm last night...and no I'm not 65. I must have just been tired from running around the bases after hitting a home run at softball practice last night! haha. Hopefully I won't choke at real games and be able to continue that form. My fielding prowess on the other hand left much to be

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One of my friends called me yesterday to see if I wanted to go the Cubs game...it seems that the secret is out that I am the only one with enough disdain for their job that they will just leave in the middle of the day at the drop of a hat..or in this case Cubs tickets. So, I feigned illness and left work at 12 , feeling only the slightest pang of guilt. Unfortunately the game was rained out.

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I'm starving and must go to lunch...but please dwell on this picture of a sign I came across at home whilst eating some yummy fish and chips at the Fremantle Wharf. Any suggestions as to what S.O.Y. stands for! I have some ideas :) I will be back after I have fed my face to provide a more in depth blog....I'm sure everyone is holding their breath :)

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Well I am back state side and missing down under :( I am forever in a quandary about where I want to be in life...I wish there was a simple solution. So I'm back at work at which nothing seems to have changed except there are new taps in the bathroom and we now have hot water. Jump for joy. I feel like I never left. I'm hoping I get over this "ugh I'm back and homesick" slump soon, b/c it's

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I'm too hot to blog...it's 9pm and I'm still sweating! Apparently it's the hottest day of March here since 1929, about 41 degrees C and 105 F. Didn't fall start two days ago! haha. I'm not complaining though, I love it! My mum was here for a week last week and it was very nice to her finally, but she could only stay a week so now she's gone again :( hopefully it won't be almost 5 years before I

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Well I have arrived (finally) back in Perth. The plane ride was pretty uneventful and thankfully went by rather quickly. I am already sun burnt! (well just my driving arm) haha. It was pretty hot yesterday and after having come from freezing weather, the heat took a bit out of me yesterday, and after driving along the beach with the windows open and the music blaring (an old favorite activity),

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I don't understand why I am not excited about leaving tomorrow. I am just a huge ball of anxiety mixed in with other weird indescribable feelings...hmmmm. I am sure once I get there (after an insufferable amount of time spent on a plane) that everything will be just fine...much like I have convinced myself that everything will be fine upon my return, hence my decision to meet up with a certain

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This morning I bore witness to a job that is by far worse than mine. I had to trek out to O'Hare this morning to pay for my ticket home (which I thought I had paid online on Friday night, but it turns out I have a daily limit on my debit card, which I didn't know about...grr) and I have a new found respect for the people who work in the airport. For some reason the place was packed and I had to

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I think I need to join Shoppers Anonymous or something of the like. It's seems that whenever I am bored or have nothing to do I shop. This is a problem, especially at work where I am in a state of perpetual boredom. This problem has escalated in the past couple of months evident by this list of things I have purchased: Winter coat New watch 2 CD's 4 books 3 excursions to H&M in 3 weeks

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I'm suffering from the classic mantra "How can I be so thirsty this morning when I drank so much last night?" As I've mentioned before, water coolers are a thing of the past here at the office and I refuse to drink the brown shit that comes out of the tap (not a lie, I washed my hands in dirt yesterday) consequently my tongue is dressed in fur (faux of course) and I may shrivel up into some

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1108571001407732782005-02-16T09:30:00.000-06:002005-02-16T10:23:21.410-06:00

I don't know how, but I managed to find myself next to Pig Pen again last night at the gym. Sick and wrong However, I was able to block the stench out (although with great difficulty and by breathing through my mouth for an hour) as my attention was diverted by the entertainment being provided by the guy on the other side of me. He was watching the Best in Show and actually clapping and

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I just got caught tap dancing in the copy room by the new guyLuckily turn over here is so rampant that he will probably be gone by Monday.

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I have blog all to blog about. Nothing of interest has happened in the last few days, unless you count sitting on your arse watching tv as interesting. Hmmmm. I do enjoy watching tv though. I like to live vicarioulsy through the characters and pretend I live there too. There is nothing like escaping your own reality to live in an alternate one.This may prove to be a problem.I'm off to a big

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Is there anything worse than working out next to someone who smells like last week's hot garbage? Realistically, I'm sure there is, however last night's gym excursion was possibly the worst ever. It seems people are doing better than expected with their New Year's Resolutions because the gym is still packed, two months into 2005...come on people just give up already!. Granted I do go during peak

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Lately this blog has not been very "Ab Fab" like, as was intially promised. My apologies. Soooo let's gloss it over a bit with this entry... On a more up beat note, all things considered, I had a pretty good weekend. Game night on Friday was fun. Scene It! was finally unwrapped and figured out. My team would have been victorious if it weren't for cheaters such as these haha. Got pretty

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In general relativity, gravity is a manifestation of the curvature of spacetime. Massive objects distort space and time, so that the usual rules of geometry don't apply anymore. Near a black hole, this distortion of space is extremely severe and causes black holes to have some very strange properties. In particular, a black hole has something called an 'event horizon.' This is a spherical

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I just filed my federal and state taxes, needless to say I'm more than a little disappointed with my refund. Doing my taxes always makes me feel worthless. I love checking boxes for Single, unmarried, no dependents, no taxable interest and nothing owened. Just me all alone. Oh well, I least I don't owe the bastards any money. One other thing that really pisses me off when it comes to filing

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My entire lack of motivation lately has finally caught up with me and swiftly kicked me in the ass at work. I'm really swamped and since they fired all the other legal assistants I'm being passed around to all the lawyers like a can of warm beer at a 13 year olds party, but with no hope of the ensuing adolescent romping. I have been unable to do any of the important things that need to be done

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Beware! This is what happens when people make disparaging remarks or emit gales of laughter at my drum playing ability. I will make you stand in the corner looking like a giant Chinese rice paddy worker and play on your head until some sense has been knocked into it, or alternatively, until you admit that I am the best drum player in the world, even if I cannot get my right hand to do what it

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I think I'm high on marker fumes. I've been marking exhibits (for a motion I have to send out today) for the past 10 minutes or so and I'm definitely feeling a bit loopy. weeeeeeeeeeee. I also feel a bit sick from the coffee I drank this morning. I don't know why I do it to myself. Ever since I drank a lot of coffee and then the next day got the stomach flu, I feel sick every time I drink it. I

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1106846091196653162005-01-27T10:24:00.000-06:002005-01-27T11:22:10.886-06:00

My old roomies used to come up with elaborate schemes to explain either why they were late or why they weren't going in to work, I think it all stemmed from when we used to make excuses for late papers etc in college. On any given morning, they used to spend a good amount of time making up excusing for being late, to the point where the real reason behind their lateness, was the time spent trying

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Fucky-Ducky! (please see link if you are unfamiliar with Henny Penny) Last night the ceiling in my back room decided to spring a leak. Well "leak" is kind of an understatement, more like torrential downpour of nasty brown water cascading down from the ceiling causing mass flood that even Bounty the Quilted Picker Upper would shy away from. I am glad that no one else besides the cat was home to

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1106604423226083712005-01-24T15:48:00.000-06:002005-01-24T16:56:40.166-06:00

Amusing article of the day Do NOT give this man batteries.... I have nothing else to offer today, my brain is still fried from Saturday's hellacious test and I cannot think straight, let alone come up with some fodder to insert here. Adding to this ailment is the fact I have somehow managed to pull an inner thigh muscle. I think I did it whilst demonstrating my waning field hockey abilities

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1106250907158962362005-01-20T13:29:00.000-06:002005-01-20T14:36:42.386-06:00

Here is a pearl of wisdom I thought would be nice to share with everyone "I don’t like the sticky ones, I prefer the loose ones so I can shove them under a paper clip, it saves me about 5 minutes everyday." Take this as you will, but it was in fact referring to post-it notes. This proverbial nonsense was unleashed upon me late yesterday afternoon by the pint-sized ignoramus I work for. I really

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1106155719968807602005-01-19T11:04:00.000-06:002005-01-19T12:57:39.753-06:00

I'm not a huge fan of reality tv shows, but occasionally I get sucked in, as is the case with the Amazing Race. I think I just enjoy it more because the entire premise doesn't revolve around any of the following: quasi-good looking people all making out with each other in the attempt to find "the one"...please complete transformation of your body, through excruciating painful surgeries, in

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1106066974078260812005-01-18T10:22:00.000-06:002005-01-18T10:49:34.076-06:00

The perks of the job: Even though it's 12 degrees (F) outside, I think it's less in my office. In an effort to further cut costs, someone, it seems, has forgotten to turn the heat on and I feel like I'm in an igloo. Everyone is walking around with their coats and hats on. I knew today was a bad day to get out of bed. Another attempt in said cost cutting was to cancel our water delivery. This

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1105994667638758872005-01-17T14:04:00.000-06:002005-01-19T10:29:38.240-06:00

Well the weekend started off with the Ab Fab marathon on Friday night, which was voted a smashing success. Food, company, show and beer were all top notch, and I can't wait for part 2 (since we only managed to get half way through season 2). Sadly, I realized that season 3 must of been in the laptop that was stolen, so anyone who has an extra copy feel free to donate. Saturday I eventually made

Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12401677421225604082noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9952261.post-1105737596782097042005-01-14T15:16:00.000-06:002005-01-14T15:49:57.470-06:00

I'm listening to the radio and one of their songs just came on. It seems that no matter how shitty I'm feeling (at any given time), when I hear a song by them it makes me happier (besides Silence). Just a trivial thought. I also made the huge mistake of eating McDonalds for lunch, which I have not eaten for a long time. My insides are now screaming in protest. Thankfully I am going grocery

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