Month: May 2002
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Did I mention that the navel piercing (redux) didn’t work out? Well, it didn’t. See, the first time I had it done in 2000, it never healed properly and eventually got infected. I took it out and it left a little funny scar. A few months ago I had it pierced again, in the hopes…
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Eek! Jakob is coming to Sydney! Damn, I’d like to go. Of course, $700 is a bit pricey for a single day of Jakob-stalking… I wonder if I could just hang out outside the hotel. 🙂
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It’s that time of year again… Eurovision! Lucky for you, Claire‘s already sized up the competition and made her predictions. Always bet on the blind chick, folks.
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Gael found a cool article about inconsistent women’s clothing sizes. USA Today sent a size 6-8 woman to four different stores to try on jeans. In one place, the smallest size she found she could wear was a 12! See, this is why I buy men’s jeans. It’s harder to misrepresent inches and centimeters. This…
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Mike Piazza is not gay. I’m just gonna ignore the inevitable bitchy “Methinks he doth protest too much” comments and focus on the facts that A) Mike likes chicks, and B) I’m a chick. Kickass. (Link courtesy of Michele.)
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I had a job interview of sorts today. It’s a great opportunity at a great company (doing web development work), but there’s one great big problem: a two-hour bus commute. The office is in Avalon Beach, which is miles and miles from here. I knew as soon as I looked at the map that I…
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Just saw Attack of the Clones again. It wasn’t as good the second time. Now I’m wondering if sitting in the very front row had something to do with my initial enthusiasm. It just seemed like stuff was happening on-screen constantly. This time (from the back row) I found myself getting bored quite a bit.…
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It was such a beautiful day. I headed into the city to meet up with Snookums and some of his work mates for lunch. That was fun. (I got to meet “Toast”!) Afterwards I took a stroll through Hyde Park and snapped some pictures. Why in the world have I been missing London? Even when…
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We’re discussing cockney rhyming slang over at Tara D‘s site. I love some of the new ones that people come up with. Like, “He’s such a Shania.” (Shania = Shania Twain = “pain”) Hee!
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Claire found an interesting article about Australian regional dialect differences. There aren’t many different accents here, which is weird in a country so big. (Think about America or the UK for comparison.) I’ll have to try out that “celery” test on Snookums tonight. Most of the time I forget that he has an accent at…