Sunday, June 16, 2002

 

i saw two mens butts tonight



today, i saw spiderman (tobey maguire, v hot), went over to andrews place, had baskin robbins (yum yum), went to the park and discussed sex w four "unruly" males (oh and lou :), went to go get glasses from the kitchen in someone elses house while there was an illustrous orgy in my abscence (no doubt andrew will post pics later), had the WORST photo taken of me in my entire life and watched two boys drop their dacks so we could decide who had a better butt. Thommo won.

v interesting saturday night in the life of anne.

then amidst the usual blog wandering, i discovered this wonderful concept and thought i would join the crowd and be proud (gosh im so witty poetic). besides, they have a pretty button weeeee. this is my queerish tale.

when i was a young girl aged 11 - 12, i recall thinking, "gee, it would be cool to have a gay male friend". little did i know.....

at the tender age of 17 and a half, i went to a formal with a fellow by the name of rick. At this formal i met ian. ian, ricks friend at the time (things always change when we leave high school), had taken a young and stunningly wonderful girl named claire. The only problem was that claire was and still is somewhat overly popular, and was kiddanapped by 'cooler' friends for most of the evening. (ian is still bitter about this btw)

I took pity on the poor fellow (although he would say he took pity on me) and we shared some lovely, yet remarkably forgettable conversation.

But it was not until a cocktail party held by the young jonny that ian and i truly shared a remarkable bonding moment. ian had informed me that day that he had spent a hideously large amount of money on a rather mediocre white tshirt. as a target gal i was mightily appalled. later, at the afore mentioned cocktail party the silly bastard spilt a fire engine (vodka w red cordial, which stains. i have red cordial stains in my carpet from 1996) down his ludicrously expensive shirt.

well little domestic anne sprung into action, ripping the shirt off his back and stalked not very soberly towards the laundry. i scrubbed that damn overpriced tshirt until it was white again, i was not going to let that much money go completely to waste. ian observed in a helpless and confused manner.

since then, well, its been wonderful. ian is my bestest bud in the whole wide world, dare i say the entire solar system. i love him to absolute bits (which i tell him often but i dont think he takes me seriously). ian, perhaps the coolest boy i have ever met is gay. dont worry, i do not want to sleep with him, ever. im not that kind of hag.

oh yeah, we also planned to take over the world on ICQ. that was fun.

yes so theres part of our tale. not that interesting and doesnt really display the bitter banter we share with each other on a regular basis. but sometimes, occasionally, we stop our bitching and self-centeredness and actually listen to each other. those moments, whilst rare, i treasure.

ian, love ya babe !

phew....... now THAT was a long blog .....

 

Saturday, June 15, 2002

 

tonsillitis, its the in thing this winter ...



woke up feeling all possible shades of abomnible shit this morning. mother has since fed me a fair amount choice cold and flu drugs and watched lantana w me.

can i just say that glenn robbins in a serious movie is just friggin weird. he's uncle arthur for gods sake.

ANYWAYS, have drs appointment at 3, where hopefully i will get some even more choice drugs. The Dr is nice to me as i have aspirations to be a dr, much like my parentals. hoping the rendevouz with dr will not interrupt plans to view spiderman today, its my first time. im a virgin.

even more worrying is how my present state of health will affect my plans to be an 'elegantly' wasted alcoholic this evening. not good. yet probably for the best. who knows.

 

Friday, June 14, 2002

 

700 words to go.....



eeeeeeeep. oh dear oh buggery buggery.

never, in my whole life, have i written such bollucks. im currently on the way with an essay concerning the death of class. now this would be all fine and dandy if i actually knew what i was going on about. so far i just seem to be rewriting lecture notes. but ive referenced.

my fabulously multifaceted mother keeps making me hot chocolates out of pity. this is never a good sign.

stress cold getting worse. currently functioning on a concoction of .... paracetamol (aka panadol), pseudoephadrine (aka sudafed, which fyi contains amphetamine extracts, i love over the counter medications), caffiene and guarana (aka V Energy Drink), and i just found some caffiene pills (aka No Doze). who said we are a generation of pill poppers ?
oh well at least im not blase enough about the wonders of modern medicine to buy into that whole 'natural' therapy shit. urgh, as if you would. ive worked with homeopaths, and i think that i can say, without a doubt, they are absolutey smeggin insane.

OH MY GOD!!!! i just found the website for my crappy job .... and and and and THERES A PHOTO OF ME. urgh. ew im so friggin pale.

oh and yes, i am procrastinating. again.

 

Thursday, June 13, 2002

 

gulp



things that i have learnt today thus far:
- payrolling from scratch - a pointless skill in the modern world.
- sociology texts translated from french, originally written in the late 1800s are rather hard to read
- my dog likes pizza crusts
- green day really do suck
- im really rather screwed for all of my upcoming assessment
- i should probably stop planning to go out during exam week. probably
- having a crush on someone unattainable puts my self-esteem at an all time low
- my dog is a nutter
- my cat is v v cool, even if he does knead my breasts and drool on them in pleasure
- i procrastinate too much.

so in conclusion : where in the world is carmen san diego ?

   
fun fun fun

i am



what
microsoft OS are you?

 

Wednesday, June 12, 2002

 
i just noticed that the big vein on the top of my foot forms a question mark.

do you think this could mean anything ?

   

argh



firstly, can i just say that being totally smitten with someone hideously unattainable can be a total irritant. its all v v debilitating. GRAH..

in the meantime, i cannot stop listening to fever - kylie. i havent been this addicted to a pop album since that Infamous Boy Band Obsession. and frankly i find that somewhat disturbing.

oh and to top it all off, my hideously large peice of assessment (well its not that big i just dont know anything about it so it seems larger) is due on friday and i havent started.

so durkheim and beck HERE I COME!!!

oh yeah, IN OTHER NEWS.....

today i dyed my hair 'Intense Mahogany Red'

 

Tuesday, June 11, 2002

 

kylie kylie kylie



im sooooooooo addicted. im not sure if i should blog this, but then i already know how uncool i am so it doesnt really matter.

in the meantime, my "music in the car" stituation has become so dire that i now listen to my discman while i travel. im sure that isnt right is it ?

basically, the tape player in my car doesnt work, its too old for a cd in button or any other method of playing cds.

so im left with five meager presets which are the following.

1: 107.7 - Triple J : this is the radio station that 'alternative' people listen to. now from the subject of this blog you by now realise that i am not 'alternative'. although i did have a phase so this preset is in honor of that. plus their morning show is absolutely fabulous.

2: 104.5 - Triple M : you know that radio station that plays Queen, Kiss, Aerosmith and an alarming amount of Alanis ? thats this one. its usually a good back up, but currently all on air talk concerns big brother.

let it be know that i abhor big brother with every bone in my body. i may have watched temptation island, but i will not stoop so low....

3: 105.3 - B105 : this is your classic top 40 radio station. and frankly i think their current advertising campaign says it all. oh and for the record their big name, jamie dunne aka agro is a totally over paid tosser. you know those talk back shows which are just the announcers laughing at their own jokes ? this radio station is the home of that.

4: 97.3 - 97.3 : this radio station plays relatively the same music as B105 (excluding all the mainstream 'hip hop') but less talk. usually my preset of choice. but have of late been giving bryan adams and paul simmons more airplay than they truly deserve.

5: 96.5 - 96.5 : this is the Christian radio station. the less said about that the better. it is my last resort. even then, it is horrendously horrendous.

- and yes, my radio is that old there are only 5 presets.

i drive a volvo, what does one expect ?

   



for the record i usually get all my fun stuff from marmalade who has another wonderous link off to the side somewhere.

have i mentioned how much i love my cardy coat ?

 

Monday, June 10, 2002

 


You are Cameron
Diaz
!

You acted in cool movies like:

Charlie's Angels, Vanilla Sky, Being John Malkovich,

Very Bad Things, Life Less Ordinary

and There's Something About Mary.


Take the "Which Hollywood Princess are you?"
quiz @ planetag.de


indeed ...........

   

indeed



yay. hmm. last night was an interesting adventure...

i went to the RE .... and the Regatta !

never thought id see the day. whats even more surprising is that i had a good time. although thats probably more due to the alcohol consumption than the environment.
let me explain something about these places, pubs as they call themselves. they are exclusively straight, and rather highly sporty. let it be known that i am not used to this type of environment at all. my hangout usually being upstairs at the beat (oh and ian, is that grant taylor in one of those pics below ??? omg i think it is ! ).

In any case, ian could not come out w us as one, it offended his sensibilities and two, he may indeed get beaten up. which would be bad. although to be perfectly honest i saw many, MANY men who looked exceedingly gay.... but thats besides the point. oh and also there was a dare for some silly drunk boy to run around in a bra.... so i really think there is little difference between the straight and the gay clubs. but shhhh.

so i was minus a dancing bud. which was somewhat tragic. but i soon discovered that a lovely lass, going by the name of kirstie/kirsty is also a pop follower (we own the same 100% Hits albums...). so we danced, despite her heinously scary and impaling footwear. apparently the shoes give her back pain. but dammit, they look cool.

at the RE we did find a nice bench near a pool table to sit on, that was quite nice .... although it got rather cosy at times.

all in all a fun and dandy evening ..... despite the line in front of the regatta, although it was fun to watch andrew and sam squirm as the toilet slowly, v v slowly approached.

but as i had predicted, after saying my farewells to all, including thommo (the dedicated designated driver), i went fetal under a blanket and had im all alone trauma. but one must take the bad with the good.

all in all a good nights drinking.

oh yeah, and the pics from stus pre gathering are loacted .... here.