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| 06.30.05 (4:51 am) [edit] |
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Arrrghhh!!!
As silly as it might sound, there's one 'friend' I have who really infuriates me.
He'll never let me be silly any more. If I say something flippant he just patronises me and tries to make me feel bad about not being sensible and adult and neat and orderly and reigned in.
Sure, he's older than me. But still, I have friends who are over 60 who are still amazingly funny, have a great sense of humour and can appreciate the amusing things or the things that make no sense in life.
*sigh*
I am beginning to hate the way he makes me feel, so I'm thinking of breaking off contact with him. We'll see what happens. Maybe he'll stop being patronising sometime soon. Maybe I'll become a rationally-acting, ordered and sensible person.
And perhaps monkies are now flying backwards past the window in formation singing, 'Oh I do love to be beside the seaside!'
(Not that I'm never serious, I simply don't like to be serious all of the time, btw)
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| 06.30.05 (4:19 am) [edit] |
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Der Krieger und die Kaiserin
I think I may have just found my second favourite movie of all time (first being Lola Rennt). Last night on SBS, Der Krieger und die Kaiserin was their feature movie, so I recorded it.
A perfect movie for when I'm feeling so hollow.
I really enjoy Tom Tykwer's directing style, and I love Franka Potente's acting. The story is rather strange but incredibly beautiful. Almost beyond words :)
The soundtrack is really well done and does a great job at making you feel restless, like crying from sheer frustratedly content aloneness, falling through the air...
The movie itself raises quite a lot of questions about life, which aren't as obvious as the ones that Lola Rennt raises about time, chance and life.
Definitely a 9.95 out of 10.
And I'm about to start watching it again :)
If you can get to see it, don't be put off by it being in another language or anything silly like that. It's definitely worth it :)
Oh, and check out Winter Schlaefers and Lola Rennt too while you're about it :)
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| *dances* |
| 06.29.05 (10:08 pm) [edit] |
Work ends in about half-an-hour and then it's the WEEKEND FOR ME!!!
Hurrah!
*dances*
*dances some more*
*does the work ends in half-an-hour dance*
:lol:
Mmmmmm, weekends! A time to relax, cook great food, clean the house and get it looking good, stoke up the fire until it's blazing away at a temperature that takes eyebrows off at 10 paces, catch up on sleep, wander down to the local deli and pick out stunningly yummy gourmet food, read and watch some DVDs/videos.
:lol: YAY!
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| 06.29.05 (4:12 pm) [edit] |
Well, the clear cold sunny weather has gone and in its place we have grey skies.
It doesn't really look like it's cloudy, just like the sky has decided to turn a watery pale whitish grey because bright blue was too much of an effort.
Apparently there's flooding and wild weather up towards the top of Australia, which I'm glad isn't here! The whole idea of trying to swim to work doesn't appeal to me :P Mainly I just hope that it's not raining tomorrow at any time around when I'm getting a cubic meter of wood delivered.
Moving that in the rain would not be fun... It's bad enough throwing the stuff down the steps then carting it around to under the house in normal weather :? I mean, a cubic meter of wood doesn't sound like that much. A meter is small, really! But when you actually get to it face-to-face, it's like, 'Yikeazoids! What have I gotten myself in for here?' *lol*
Oh well, wood fires are goooooood :D
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| happy happy joy joy |
| 06.28.05 (9:09 pm) [edit] |
To cheer myself up from the dental experience, I have decided to write a list of things that make me happy today! :)
1) Work is over in another hour and a half :)
2) No root canal stuff involved for the filling tooth!
3) Nice spinach and ricotta angalotti (sp?) for tea :D AND I have nice creamy pesto for it...mmmmm...
4) Spicks and Specks ~ 8.30pm ABC.
5) Black Books ~ 9pm ABC.
6) The Glasshouse ~ 9.30pm ABC.
7) The Princess and the Warrior ~ 10pm SBS
8) Getting a delivery of wood on Friday (I so hope that they've got the right Friday and everything, though, or I will quite possibly freeze and I don't like that idea).
9) Nestle Milky Bar Smarties chocolate :P
10) The office being nice and warm today :)
11) Pringles! :D *lol*
12) Silly old jokes like, 'What lies at the bottom of the ocean and twitches? A nervous wreck!' *wahahahaha* *ahem*
13) My elephant embroidered red jacket.
14) Getting almost all of my work done :)
15) Not having coffee at all today. I mean, surely no coffee would be a bad thing, but I feel great :D Screw coffee!
:D :D :D
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| And I say God, Goddammit! |
| 06.28.05 (5:35 pm) [edit] |
"Oh me oh my!"
"God, Goddammit!"
"We hope that you die!"
"Aww, Goddammit!"
"You tell 'em Jack!"
"I think I see my turn-off so you'd better stay baaaaaaack!"
~ Daria, The Musical.
Okay, my hatred of dentistry has been confirmed with the dentist finding three teeth that need small fillings! ARGGHHHH!!!! I just get to have three fillings done and be charged a big lot of money at the end of it *le sigh*
But the chipped tooth was fine... Yay.
*wanders off, muttering curses*
:P
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| 06.28.05 (3:47 pm) [edit] |
The sky is the bluest it could possibly be at the moment, so how can it be so freeeeeeezing? It's that bright, crisp kind of cold where the air is so clean that it almost makes your lungs hurt when you breathe in.
I'm trying to not think of the dentists. Have to leave in about 20 minutes. Nyargh!
Shared some of my writing in its really rough form with an acquaintence recently, and he finally got around to telling me what he thought of it last night. He described it as virginal, creepy and disturbing.
I'm like, do all of those things go together? And what on earth is virginal writing? o.0
In regards to the creepy/disturbing thing, I probably should have explained that what I sent him is only a snippet of what I'm working on, which is meant to be vaguely creepy. I mean, the whole point is going to be that the lady kills her husband, who had deconstructed her as a person, and leaves for an even more anonymous life in Europe. And part of that feeling of anonymity that I'm hoping to capture in the writing is by not giving any of the characters names.
They are blank entities that will have situations painted on to them rather than anything else. Okies, so there'll be phsysical descriptions and so on, but not a hint of name...
It's amazing how much clearer things are to write when you only have 'he' and 'she.' You don't get caught up and carried away with names and what people with those names might do :)
Anyways, I prolly won't share more of the writing with the guy *lol* I don't want to frighten him... :P
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| Que horror! |
| 06.28.05 (12:38 pm) [edit] |
Dentists today :shock:
The last dentist I went to couldn't find his own backside with both hands, a road map and a GPS, let alone the problem with my filling that has made my tooth some sort of overly sensitive nervous wreck :P So even though he thought he'd fixed the probelm (even tho I was telling him that he hadn't), my tooth with a filling is worse than ever (must remember to get that looked at today ~ different dentist ~ hurrah!).
I think the guy just wants my tooth to go to hell in a handbasket so that he can suggest an expensive root canal treatment *lol* But ha! Sucker... I'm just going to get it pulled out if that's the case. Most people I know who've had root canal work done have actually been worse off for it anyways. But I'd miss my toothie.
The dentist before Mr Incompetent, I bit accidentally on the first visit when he was checking out my wisdom teeth. Talk about embarrassing! Particularly because he was really hot, too *lol*
Oh well, all of this just confirms my dislike of dentistry :P
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| Like a surgeon, cuttin' for the very first time! Like a su-urr-urr-urgeon... |
| 06.27.05 (6:33 pm) [edit] |
When I'm ill, I tend to get grumpy, so last night I had a few moments of shouting 'F*ck off! I wish you'd f*ck off! Just f*ck off and die!' to various irritating e-mails (those forwards that are like, 'If you don't send this on in the next five minutes, the leper that is strapped to the ass of an elephant in Algeria will not have his freedom! Are you a kind person or a cruel heartless kitten kicker?!'), crap shows on TV and people on MSN who just wanted to have conversations that spanned the range of: :) :D :) :P :) :) :) :D
:twisted:
Whereas usually I'm sweet and kind and simply delete those kind of forwards without a second thought, just change the channel or put on a DVD when there's nothing decent on TV and merrily smile along to those kind of people on MSN :) Although there are those moments of wanting to just go *punch!*
Like last night on the Big Brother thing, there were a couple of guys talking about how they'd never do 'fatties.' And I was enraged by this because it's so shallow and those guys are f*cking ugly individuals anyway so it's not like they could be any authorities on physical elements, if you want to say that fair's fair.
Having just done a whole lot of looking in to body image and issues and so on as research for a potential issue of a mag I'm working on, I guess it's something that really stuck out to me. Like, just how shallow are people? And I don't just mean about 'fat' people, but about disabled people, mentally handicapped people, thin people, people of different races/ethnic backgrounds and all kinds of things!
People have allowed themselves to become WAY too closed-minded and closed-eyed to beauty in all kinds of forms. Beauty is not just limited to white, upper class/richer, thin (or buff if we're including guys on this), perfect teethed individuals as the media would like to present it to us as being. Everyone has beauty potential :)
For those guys to say something like that, and for it to be broadcast nationally, really made me wonder. I mean, how many people who weren't stick-thin were watching last night and had their feelings hurt? How many times would have 'fat' people heard that they're not attractive, will never be attractive, blah blah blah?
Real beauty is something that is internal, anyways ~ I mean, the internal, personality part of a person is what you're going to end up waking up next to in 50 year's time or whatever. I've found that when dating guys who are really good-looking that they're about as interesting as boiled cabbage, particularly if they've just focused on their looks their whole lives and never bothered to develop a personality or intellect.
Guys who have something smart, something funny, something that can make me laugh and think and be challenged inside of them are the ones who I find attractive. They've got things to say, they have thoughts of their own and can make you laugh until your sides ache :)
If you want just the looks alone, go date a manequin.
Or in the words of John Safran, 'Until next time, go to hell!'
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| Taco taco taco! |
| 06.27.05 (5:00 pm) [edit] |
What do you mean please wait a minimum of 10 seconds before posting another blog?! :P
I'm thinking of moving content from my old blog to here and killing the old blog. Or putting it out of its misery, one of the two. Lunch isn't far away... need sleep... mmm... but I also need to do a quick grocery shop. Ooh, my life is so scintilating. I mean, could it possibly be more mundane? *lol*
A guy I know seems to think that I lead a frightfully fascinating and exciting life, and I'm like, 'No. I live a normal life. I'm not a superhero in my spare time...' (although if I were a superhero, do you think I'd admit it? *lol*). He still doesn't believe me, though. I just think he likes to imagine that my life is interesting. Gives him something to do I guess *lol*
#1 item on shopping list: taco shells! Not the silly flat-bottomed taco shells tho ~ honestly! I mean, you're going to be eating the things, not placing them on a pedestal to admire for the next three centuries. And if you can't hold up a taco while you put the other foodie bits in there, then perhaps you could practice hand-eye coordination things or something :P
Well... off to try to find some more news! I dislike this job at times *lol* But still, it's just Tuesday ~ usually more things come in on Wednesdays :)
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| Ponderment |
| 06.27.05 (4:53 pm) [edit] |
All things considered, I don't like the Pumpkin, Carrot and Corriander soup from Continentals. I think dried out and then rehydrated carrot just doesn't work very well :shock:
Other than that, there was a memo about internet usage, so I'm off to be serruptitious... *hides under desk*
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| 06.26.05 (9:13 pm) [edit] |
How is it possible to actually feel worse as the day progresses? Aren't you meant to feel better as you get further away from the morning? *lol* :P
Need bed... bed so far away... blah! Another hour and a half or so until it's time to leave. Oh well, at least I get a lift home from work, or I'd probably fall into a ditch or something and lie there singing "The Hedgehog Can Never Be B*ggered At All."
:D
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| Not the Sunscreen |
| 06.26.05 (7:00 pm) [edit] |
I love this ~ John Safran did it in reply to that kind of cheesy Sunscreen song that was around years ago. Finally found the John Safran one online, tho, and now I can listen to its depressing messages whenever I so please. Hurrah!
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '98,
People often ask me if I have any advice to offer
And when they do, I tell them this:
If you're unsure about what you're going to do with your life,
Try to remember, some of the most interesting people didn't know what they were going to do at age twenty-two or even at forty, and nearly all of them are unemployed drug addicts forced to live on cat food.
Also understand that friends will come and go, this is because of your irritating personality, nobody likes you. So if the only thing getting you thought the day is the misconception that people like you, end it now. (bang)
Learn how to smoke Whinny Blues, if you're under aged, get an older kid to buy them for you.
Get to really know your parents, they're good for money, milk them, then put them in an old people's home.
Travel as often as you can, live in New York City once, live in Northern California once, never live in Adelaide, It's a hole.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, if you do have children, lock them under the stairs.
Do one thing each day that scares you, sing, dance, jump in front of a car.
Do not trust anyone who tries to update Sheakespear for the kids, and if you see Quindon Tarver in the street, punch him in the face for me.
Chorus
Brother and Sister, we can be free (smack)
If you're worried about the way you look, try to remember, you're probably fatter than you think, maybe you should consider an eating disorder. Don't worry too much about the future. If you're nervous about an exam, ring up your school to schedule time, and make a bomb threat. If you're a girl, lie about period pains to get out of anything you don't want to do. Cheat if you think you can get away with it. Remember, someone with richer parents is getting private tuition.
Shop-lift as often as you can, Shopping Centres factor shop-lifting into their prices, so if you don't do it, it's like they're getting money for free.
When you're on work experience, steal a cab-charge, and take a Taxi to Perth.
Wear sunscreen, but only if it's that coconut oil that gives you cancer.
Keep your old love letters, if you see an old lover in the street, try to run them over in your car.
Don't mess too much with your hair, or else by the time you're thirty-five, you'll look like Greg Matthews.
Remember you can wear your underwear four times without washing them, Forwards, Backwards, inside-out Forwards, inside-out Backwards.
Chorus twice
(bang bang bang bang)
Congregate in gangs around train stations and shopping centres, it's a free country, It's public space. Skateboard on War Memorials.
Smoke in your School uniform.
Set off car alarms.
Plant Drugs on a teacher.
Join a cult.
Spike Drinks.
Don't flush public toilets.
Remember, only you will truly take care of you, so carry a concealed weapon.
Don't wear your 'P' plates.
Walk around with your eye lids rolled back.
Touch your tongue on the tip of batteries.
Be open to new love.
Remember, you can't get pregnant the first time you have sex.
Expect others to support you, it's easy to get the doll and still do cash in hand work.
Respect your elders, when your grandma dies, have her stuffed.
Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when you're knee capped by a loan shark.
Get revenge, don't forgive anyone for anything,
But most of all, don't aim too high, you're probably only suited to an office or factory job.
And trust me on the Whinny Blues.
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| Mmm, Black Books! |
| 06.26.05 (6:54 pm) [edit] |
So what if it's like five minutes since the last blog? *lol*
Watched two series of Black Books yesterday/last night when Kim and Steve came up, which was so hilarious! My favourite episode is still the one where the mobster guy needs them to teach him to read and Fran gets a job but has no idea what she's doing.
I first saw the episode when I was in my early weeks at my work and still had no clue about what I was doing, so seeing Fran go, 'WHAT are we doing? What are we DOING? Are we here? *squiggles on board* Or are we here? *more squiggles* Are we, or are we not, a company?' made me laugh so hard because I knew those feelings! :D
It was a pretty good day with all of that and a nice lunch and stuff. Still, when it got to around 10.30pm I really did want them to go home because of work starting early this morning *lol* I'm a bit sad that Steve's moving to NSW and that Kim won't be coming across to Victoria any more to see him.
All of my friends in Victoria are moving to New South Wales! Arrghhh! Honestly! I just moved down here from NSW at the beginning of the year and now people are moving up there.
Oh well :) I could always get a job back up there and who knows what could happen then! :) Still, I like this bold new venture of living about 1000kms from my family and between 800 and 1000kms from my closest friends. Although if I don't find a house to move in to by the end of November, I might have to consider moving elsewhere...
But let's not think about that! :)
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| 06.26.05 (6:41 pm) [edit] |
That's my sleepy face :P
Umm... I fell asleep at lunch behind my desk! *lol* I have a nice little spot behind my desk that I often crawl into during lunch breaks ~ it's near the heater and it's so comfortable (a pillow and all). Today it was just a bit too comfortable and I nodded off *lol* Woke up about 15 minutes after lunch should have been over and was like, 'Que???'
*shakes fist* Damn feeling sick! :cry:
*lol* No, really, it's kind of funny. I just hope I didn't snore or something *lol*
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| 06.26.05 (4:22 pm) [edit] |
Not sure whether I'm getting the flu or something like that, but I feel like I've been dragged backwards through a hedge whilst coated in glue and singing the Tajikistani national anthem. Ick!
All I want to do is go home, curl up in front of the fire and sleep, possibly until some time next month. Oh well, I just hope that I have enough fire wood to last me until the delivery comes on Friday! If not, I'll be dressing like an eskimo ~ fortunately I have a few fur coats :)
Need sleep... not functioning... craving tacos. Mmmmmm, tacos! :D
Found a book I used to write random quotes in on the weekend. Shall include some (altho I never wrote down where most of them were from! Dammit!).
* He thinks he's God's gift to women. If that's the case, I hope God kept the reciept.
* Got something on your mind? A thought perhaps? And you're afraid it will die of boredom?
* Ripped off more times than the Canadian Chippendale's shirts.
* Can we move along please? I have a meeting to get to in April.
* You eventually reach the point where you feel like Kathleen Turner saying to Michael Douglas, 'Sometimes I just want to smash your face in.'
* It's up in weather that even a fairy penguin would grimace at, come home in the freezing dark and eat bits of sawdust in the broom cupboard.
* I am not on drugs. I AM drugs ~ Salvador Dali
:)
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| Sacrificial virgins are so third century... |
| 06.22.05 (8:45 pm) [edit] |
Doing some research at work and came across the site Free Katie ~ www.freekatie.net ~ about well... freeing Katie Holmes from the clutches (?) of Tom Cruise *lol*
It got me thinking about changes that people make in relationships (I mean, how much changing has Katie seemed to have had put upon her? In all of what I've heard/seen about them, it's been Tom saying the words and her just standing there in the background like some kind of smiling youthful puppet) (maybe that's not the way it is, though ~ I have to admit that they kind of creep me out far too much so I usually change channels or whatever).
Still, why do people have to change for relationships? And why do people get this mentality of changing others for/in relationships? What's wrong with people being themselves? :?
I guess some changes are positive. I mean, there must be those who are inspired by how lovely their partner is, and this encourages them to become better people or something like that. Some people are really wonderful and just being around them makes you want to be better/give more to charity/help the elderly across the stree/massage your grandma's bunions/etc, and that's a good thing! Especially when the changes are just a personal thing, with no-one else saying, 'Hey, you should change,' or, 'Don't do that,' or whatever.
I get worried about people who want to change other people so that they can date them or whatever. If you aren't completely happy with what you're getting, why date them anyway? Why not find someone else who matches up to the criteria? OR... why not accept them as they are? *hums Nirvana songs*
Umm... but yes, it just seems wrong to take someone's identity away from them.
Actually, it is wrong. And abusive. There was a girl in high school who I was friends with who had basically never had a boyfriend until year 12. Then this really good-looking guy from her church started paying attention to her and asked her out. None of us at school really liked him ~ he was creepy ~ but we never said anything to her about it. In about a month, he'd isolated her from all of us by telling her we were spreading stories about her. And he basically changed who she was. No more bubbly, friendly happy chicky, but just someone who was kind of dull and her life was utterly wrapped up in him.
It was sad.
It *is* sad.
So that's why the whole Tom Cruise thing kind of freaks me out a bit with Katie Holmes.
That and the fact that he has no sense of humour by the seem of things! :P
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| Bah, humbug! |
| 06.22.05 (4:59 pm) [edit] |
One thing that really irritates me: right-wing conservative Christians.
As a Christian who leans to the left politically, I find it really annoying how the right-wing constantly bashes the left and is like, 'Ohh, you heathen left-wing people, you'll all go to hell! You're too liberal! You're not meant to ENJOY Christianity! Was that a laugh!? GET THEE BEHIND ME SATAN!'
And I just feel like saying, 'You're frightening the children. And me. And pretty much everyone else. Please go away.'
To me, I think that all sides of politics and religion have some valid points and it would be better if we all worked together to find a common ground instead of pointing fingers and proclaiming that all opponents, both Christian and non-Christian, are wrong.
The reason I'm writing this is because I was reading an article earlier on the Relevant magazine site (www.relevantmagazine.com), and someone had written in the comments: "...they think about politics (most are left & wrong), religion (ditto)..."
Um, hello?
Did I miss the memo where it said that people who are left-wing can't be Christians??
Was Jesus right-wing? I don't think so. He was all about breaking the mold, being in an authentic relationship with His Father, challenging those who weren't doing this, befriending people, caring for everyone, helping and healing and perhaps even being a little left-wing with some of the things He said (like telling the rich young ruler to sell/give away his posessions and follow Him).
The Pharisees of His day were the ones who were right-wing, conservative, too obsessed with tithing their mint rather than helping others in need on the Sabbath, too busy sucking up to the Romans, too willing to cut others down who disagreed with them, too closed off to God's working in their lives. They were the ones who wanted Jesus dead.
I think it's time people asked themselves how much their actions are showing that they want Jesus dead.
We're meant to be the ones showing that He's alive and working through us for the benefit of ourselves, those around us and the world after all.
Believe in Christ, Live the Life.
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| Big Brother is Scaring Me |
| 06.22.05 (1:18 pm) [edit] |
So Big Brother is one of the dodgiest shows on TV, that's not hard to figure out. And it's got it's 'Uncut' version on probably a touch too early at night but I'm sure that raises many fascinating discussions for families ("Mummy, why is his one smaller than his one?" "I don't know! Go ask your father!")...
What's Big Brother got that other shows haven't?
A lot of single people getting naked in showers (as you do... I mean, I'm sorry, but showering is NOT really like a nationally televisable fascinating rapturous thing that makes me want to rush out and buy clear glass for my bathroom areas), single people having stupid discussions about stupid things, lots of arguments (yay) and a whole lot of general things that make you think, 'My brain *must* be rotting even tho I've only seen five seconds of this.'
(As they said last night on The Glass House (Wednesday, ABC, 9.30pm I think it is), "After seeing the show, you can understand why the people on it are single. Ugh!")
Now parliamentarians have gotten in on not liking Big Brother because of some of the incidents of sexual harrassment and other stuff that's been going on in the house of faux-interesting people. Even the host of Big Brother Uncut doesn't seem impressed to even be sitting there on the couch hosting the show! The editor of Cleo said last night, "The other night, she looked like she'd rather eat a box of hair than be there hosting it."
It's just nasty. Like, wanna fork yourself in the eye to get away from those images nasty *lol*
What I love about it all is that Channel 10 (which shows BB) is defending the Uncut/Up late show. A spokesperson for the channel says, "We appreciate that Big Brother may not be to everyone's taste, but it complies with the code of practice and it is popular." Ten's production and development manager, Tim Clucas, has said that Big Brother Uncut is necessary for viewers to make informed voting decisions.
Ummm... what, so you'll choose who gets to stay in the house based on how well-hung they are or something?? o.0
Happy days.
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| I says bollocks..! |
| 06.22.05 (1:01 pm) [edit] |
Nothing like early morning work, listening to music and sort of finally hearing the actual lyrics of a song I don't really pay any attention to (don't really like it)... "Love toys, under the sheets..."
o.0
Ermm... righty *lol*
Thinking of moving all of my old blog stuff to here, as the old blog is really crummy *jabs pins in voodoo blog* It's decided not to show some of my posts and has eaten some of the pix that I'd put on there. Nyarrghh! The one good thing is that it does allow pix to be uploaded for free. Hmmm, what a dilema *lol*
Well, must return to the drudgery of work.
And find coffee.
Mmm, yes, coffee :) That'll make the day better *lol*
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| Ooh, magic! |
| 06.21.05 (6:15 pm) [edit] |
Wooo... first blog on this site. I think I now have three blogs, only one of which I actually use. But I'm thinking that this one will slowly become the one I use more... or something like that. Unless... well... who knows. I get distracted easily! :)
Anyways, just thought I'd do this for a start and we'll see how things turn out from here! :)
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