Wednesday, April 30, 2008

part of procrastinating is talking about procrastinating and saying things like "you know, you can never procrastinate like there's no tomorrow, but you can procrastinate like there are many tomorrows". and then auntie pratma will go have a nap, and then i will buff my toenails and now look how shiny and beautiful they are!

Monday, April 28, 2008

today started out ordinarily enough, except for the fact that even though it was extremely bright and sunny out, it was ridiculously freezeyourbollocksoff (if you had any) cold.

anyway after lecturebreaklecturebreak we were meant to go to a site visit at nida at 2pm, so like good punctual students we left uni at about 1.20pm and a friend said she'd drive us so we all hopped into the car. THEN someplace in surry hills or something, we stop at a traffic light and the car just dies. in the right lane. of a busy 2-lane road.

to the credit of all 4 girls in the car (myself included), there was no screaming or panicking, just mild confusion as to what just happened. turns out she'd run out of petrol literally one street away from a petrol station.

so 3 of us had to hop out of the car and push it into a side road which was comedy in itself because the road was on a slight slope and we were struggling a fair bit, then run off to buy a can of petrol from BP which took bloody forever because we didn't even know what the can was meant to look like, then spent even more time looking for a funnel because we didn't realize that the funnel was built into the can, then ran back to the car and wished there was a better funnel because it seemed like more petrol was ending up on the side of the car rather than inside the car, then drove to the petrol station to fill up the tank properly, then drove to nida where the ticket machine rejected all our coins, made a billion beeping noises, reset itself and spat money out at us. jackpot! by the time the frazzled four made it into nida, it was about 15 minutes into the tour and we weren't allowed to go into the workshops unsupervised until some kindly classmate came to retrieve us. and then by 3pm it was all over!

i doubt our car-driving friend reads this blog but if she does, she really doesn't have to feel bad about anything!

it was quite an adventure.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

so as it is with everything we do, carting our new sofa home was the biggest drama in the world. firstly, because the lady we bought it from, J, said it would fit in the back of a station wagon (apparently the people who bought her other couch managed to do just that), we weren't too fussed that all the lamppost ads for moving vans had vanished off the face off the plan.

secondly, because J as so sure it would fit in a station wagon and mini movers was going to charge us $140 for the 10 minute trip down the road, we called up the taxi company to ask if a station wagon taxi would be willing to take us and the sofa. the first guy zoot spoke to said it wouldn't be a problem, and when i called up today the lady on the phone said it would be find as well.

anyway the taxi driver rocks up and takes one look at the couch and says "i dont think it's going to work", but then the seller's mother, P says to him "no it definitely can be, the people who bought our other brought it home in a taxi too" and he seems skeptical but finally hoists himself out of the taxi and opens the boot. obviously he doesn't lift a finger to help so craig and i are wrassling with this 1.5m sofa frame and manage to shove it into the boot only to be told that he can't put the seats down because of this thing that's been bolted to the backseat. GREAT! so we have half a metre of timber sticking out the back secured by some rope and then it turns out the frakking mattress won't fit.

so P looks at him in the most exasperated manner and gets her car keys out and in the biggest act of human decency ever orders craig and i to put the mattress in her car boot and she drives me home while craig goes in the taxi clinging on to the frame for dear life.

and of course it has to be absolutely pissing down the whole time. and of course the taxi driver has to take the route of most resistance leaving me and P in the car waiting outside the house for about 10 minutes before he arrives. and then craig and i have to carry everything up to castle anthrax. and of course we have to brush past every single bit of fauna along the way. and then of course we have to rid ourselves of every bit of greenery that nature has kindly given us once we're in the house, including the praying mantis who seemed to have the biggest crush on craig, refusing to leave even after he'd tried to evict her once. oh and of course the sofa frame is dripping wet too.

and now our house is filled to the brim with sofas.

our next challenge is to air the mattress and launder its covers so it's lovely and clean and THEN! we shall be ready for guests.
this afternoon, craig and i brought our couch home in the bucketing rain ...
in a taxi.

what an adventure!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

i did a bad bad thing yesterday ...

i was only meant to buy presents for lynne and auntie pratma, and help bboj pick out a nice pair of trousers. and then we stepped into this shop and i fell in love and now, at the expense of food and other luxuries, i own ..

oh the shame
a capelet!!

also, zoot and i bought a sofa bed today at a totally bargain price. so now we're just waiting for a huge influx of visitors.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

and oh look it's just past midnight perth/sg time which means that two of my favouritest people in the world are celebrating their birthday today!

so happy birthday auntie pratma and munARGH ♪♪\(^ω^\)( /^ω^)/♪♪ me luvs u both long time!

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today is my 3rd month in sydney !! well it's past midnight so it's 3 months + 1 day. and i was going to do one of those introspective-type posts, but frankly i am a bit too tired and lazy with our big studio design proposal presentation thing coming up on tuesday. SO! i shall do my usual procrastinating thing here, and get sentimental later.

moving along! the most ridiculous thing provided much entertainment at castle anthrax today. it started off with my retarded cousin sending me this via email:

that's right, people. take in that beautiful sight won't you

during the exchange that followed, it was established that:

1. stoo wishes he were friends with the front-most boy, but
2. i think the one with the o-face and parang behind him is more suitable for him
3. my best mate is the one clutching the length of pvc pipe
4. we both feel that mr. char siew meatcleaver in the back would be a most suitable match for zoot, but
5. she is most taken by bottler mcshades in the middle

and finally
6. these guys are the cambodian parliamentary front-bench

BUT NO COUSIN! you are wrong, for the cambodian parliamentary front-bench really looks like this:

and they love their chupa chups, by golly

Friday, April 18, 2008

so there's a gunman on the loose in perth (maybe) and all stoo has to say is "but it's probably a woman. with a broomstick"

also, today's cracked article is rather funny, and so is this!
100 girls is this underrated college comedy that zoot and i watched during one of our girls nights in.
100 women is the movie that came with it when we rented from blockbuster. it is also the worst movie in the world.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

well spotted auntie pratma!
yes yes we are juvenile. now hush.
when you log into flickr, the "home" page has recent uploads from your contacts as well as uploads from "everyone else" who in this case, just happens to be this dude.

o srsly what the hell ?!

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

this evening at trivia our team got 3rd place!
[chants] third place! third place! third place!

we got 2 free meals as a prize which is fantastic.

the point of this is that i really have to give credit to cracked.com. beacuse of them i knew with absolute certainty that the lead actor in jade pussycat was john holmes. and this definitely contributed to our win \(^_^)/
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the photo in question is this one i took on the gordon river cruise during our family holiday in tasmania last year.


day 6 : gordon river cruise

~uwaaaa i hope it gets chosen. i will be very happy if it does. i love how the mail was addressed to "samurai", and if it gets included in the guide i will be credited as "samurai bunny" !! heeheehee

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

i've just had my first positive crit in ... years! and i am still giggling because i am excited and happy. happy happy happy

Saturday, April 12, 2008

so today was the start of a thoroughly exciting weekend.

as zoot and i left the house, we saw a taxi driver beating his passenger up along missenden road. then we realized that we'd printed 2 of the same ticket for the operator please gig so we stopped by a net cafe to print the 3rd one out ...

"girlie, look behind you", i stage-whispered
"OHHHHHHHHH", responded zoot

for there was a thin 65-year-old chinese man watching girls in string bikinis wrassle on youtube, and he was filming it on his digital camera. nooooo shit. zoot had to suppress a shriek while i was having a conniption.

fast forward to the gig, the supporting band for operator please were absolutely fantastic! they're called little red and they are simply the cutest boys ever ever ever, especially the drummer who gets up and dances every now and then. 1.5 songs into their set zoot and i decided to get their EP and it really is worth every cent.

and then operator please came on and they were jumping as usual and did a most energetic cover of devo's whip it.

so even though between zoot, craig and i we were older than the combined ages of everyone in the metro, it was a most excellent night out.

ooh and tomorrow's the surry hill's festival and we're going to see the bakery. so *squeak*! best weekend ever in a long time!

Sunday, April 06, 2008

in the spirit of lusting after things i can't have, the fiat 500.




Friday, April 04, 2008

it's 8.30am and someone's at the door a-knocking. really loudly. thinking that noelle's forgotten her key and her mobile's flat or something like that i dash down to open the door in my autocad pyjamas and wearing the blue bedroom socks that da bought from china.

but oh no! why is it a man in a suit and not my zoot? "oh! sorry, did i wake you?", he enquires. "no sir," quoth i, "i'm actually going to play the grand piano and then i'm going to fly an aeroplane". and so, feeling intensely embarrassed i had to converse with him for a little bit because he's from the unit behind us and his house is flooded and the plumber wanted to check if the leak was coming from our house etcetc.

thankfully i wasn't wearing my glasses so i have no idea what he looks like and so if i did see him again i wouldn't feel obliged to avert my eyes in shame, and he won't recognize me with my glasses on either. so if he's good-looking i don't have to suffer the horror of knowing i looked like somebody's rabid cousin they keep under the stairs in front of adonis himself.


it's long been established that i am the queen of procrastination. it's taken almost literally 18 billion billion years for me to complete my research abstract.

i've got half an intro, fragments of sentences, reams of notes, zero direction. oh and also lots of random input from auntie pratma and extremely little time left. so now it was time to suck it up and just do the frakking thing.

oh! i know, what about some nice calming chopin to tune the brain and get those synapses synapsing? a fantastic idea, dingo.

and then ...
uh oh

Thursday, April 03, 2008

so i'm trying to have a serious conversation with auntie pratma about my abstract...

A.P. says:
what did they do [re: sustainability] in the eighties ah?

:: stupid loser girlie :: says:
ummm
they started experimenting with wetlands
but it was more focused on things like dont cut down trees
the 3 R's
it wasn't such a huge thing

A.P. says:
it was a hippy thing to do

:: stupid loser girlie :: says:
ya
it wasn't so focused on architecture
it was more of a save the whales

A.P. says:
yes

:: stupid loser girlie :: says:
now that technology has caught up it's really taking off

A.P. says:
whales are just cows of the sea

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

can someone please tell me why backpacks are so ugly? i really want one of those leather satchels but they are unpossible to find. what i've churned up instead are all manner of patchwork/drawstring/crocheted/knit/"tribal" abominations.

alas totebag, you are bad for my shoulders.

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

so my darling sondha arrived on sunday morning for a short getaway from her queensland madness, and was meant to leave an hour ago.

then virgin brought the flight forward by half an hour, and she completely missed her plane. so here she is preparing for her tutorial tomorrow.

also, i realised tonight that my fitness level has definitely gone up because i managed to sprint from the escalator to gate 36 (by-passing 2 travellators) and i'm not the least bit winded! hurray for fit girlies.

now if you'll excuse me, the sake and raspberry meringue i had just before the great sprint seem to be having an argument.