Frisbee awards night.
My new barbecue.
Practice Christmas Dinner.
Playing and ponies.
I bought a REAL CHRISTMAS TREE! (I didn't even know you could do that in Australia.)
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Monday, December 28, 2009
What you missed when I was being a slacker about posting regularly
Frisbee awards night.
My new barbecue.
Practice Christmas Dinner.
Playing and ponies.
I bought a REAL CHRISTMAS TREE! (I didn't even know you could do that in Australia.)
Saturday, November 08, 2008
The Celebration Continues
Last night was the Hall Musical. I really didn't know what to expect, but I have to tell you, there are some hella talented people at Flinders. It was a murder mystery, with people from the Hall being killed one by one. It was written and performed and musicked and whatever elsed by Hallies, which makes it all the more impressive.
And it was hilarious. They were all playing different people from the Hall, and it was amazing how they managed to capture the mannerisms and sayings and things like that from each of their characters. Love. I also loved the Glossary, specifically some of the things they felt it necessary to include, such as "Ranga," "Tekkin 3," and "Facebook."
This morning was the Christmas Pageant, but I decided that a warm bed was better than an 8am start in dubious weather. Next year!
Tonight was dinner at Hoggies with the work crew. Very tasty, although not the best experience I've had there. Our drinks were sitting out so long that the cream melted, and no, it wasn't even hot inside. I do love me some curly fries, however. And after that we went to Bracegirdle's, which is a chocolate place at the Bay. One word: yummmmmmmm.
Celebration Day Three: Success!
And it was hilarious. They were all playing different people from the Hall, and it was amazing how they managed to capture the mannerisms and sayings and things like that from each of their characters. Love. I also loved the Glossary, specifically some of the things they felt it necessary to include, such as "Ranga," "Tekkin 3," and "Facebook."
This morning was the Christmas Pageant, but I decided that a warm bed was better than an 8am start in dubious weather. Next year!
Tonight was dinner at Hoggies with the work crew. Very tasty, although not the best experience I've had there. Our drinks were sitting out so long that the cream melted, and no, it wasn't even hot inside. I do love me some curly fries, however. And after that we went to Bracegirdle's, which is a chocolate place at the Bay. One word: yummmmmmmm.
Celebration Day Three: Success!
Friday, November 07, 2008
Celebratory Weekend!
As I may have mentioned (once on my blog and, like, fifty bajillion times last night to anyone who was remotely in my vicinity), I handed in my last essay.
Last night was also the last Hall pub night of the year, as they start the dreaded SwotVac tonight. Noise curfew sucks! So I saw the night as my own personal Finished Uni Celebration, and it was awesome.
Tonight is the Hall musical, tomorrow is the Christmas Pageant, tomorrow night is dinner at Hog's Breath with the work crew, and Sunday Carla is coming to visit me. Cel-e-brate good times, come on! I am a wee bit excited about all these goings-on. Oh! And then Sunday night I will have time to watch the Heroes that I missed last night because I was out doing this:
Last night was also the last Hall pub night of the year, as they start the dreaded SwotVac tonight. Noise curfew sucks! So I saw the night as my own personal Finished Uni Celebration, and it was awesome.
Tonight is the Hall musical, tomorrow is the Christmas Pageant, tomorrow night is dinner at Hog's Breath with the work crew, and Sunday Carla is coming to visit me. Cel-e-brate good times, come on! I am a wee bit excited about all these goings-on. Oh! And then Sunday night I will have time to watch the Heroes that I missed last night because I was out doing this:
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Last Essay!
Today I handed in my last essay.
I haven't mentioned the topic before now, because I didn't want to influence my subject at all, but I managed to babble out almost 6000 words on the monetisation of the blogosphere. (I'll probably add all the links I used later on.)
Of course, handing it in couldn't go smoothly - every time I sent my 4 page reference list to the printer it came up as 32 pages and $5 worth. Uh, no thanks. So that was weird. In the end the library tech people printed it off with their card just to see what would happen. It printed out the four pages no worries. No idea how much they got charged for it though!
Then the library stapler was out of staples, so I had to ask that library person for some. She was all, "You can just use the electric one," which frankly scares me. But I did it. And it was out of staples. Yeah, the library people really hated me today.
In the end, though, I HANDED IN MY LAST ESSAY!
Which means I'm done, which means I am heading out! Pics from the Tons to come, maybe tomorrow, or maybe not, because I have a very full few days ahead of me, and I am hella excited!
Ok, so my mates are taking their sweet time getting ready to go out, so here are the links I used in my essay. Thanks all!
Dooce.com Heather B Paul Boutin Bri Amalah Federated Media: Dooce Reyhan Harmanci Heather Holly Whoorl Kacey Carrie Kirby The Bloggess MommyTime Rose Rose Sara Technorati: State of the Blogosphere 2008
I haven't mentioned the topic before now, because I didn't want to influence my subject at all, but I managed to babble out almost 6000 words on the monetisation of the blogosphere. (I'll probably add all the links I used later on.)
Of course, handing it in couldn't go smoothly - every time I sent my 4 page reference list to the printer it came up as 32 pages and $5 worth. Uh, no thanks. So that was weird. In the end the library tech people printed it off with their card just to see what would happen. It printed out the four pages no worries. No idea how much they got charged for it though!
Then the library stapler was out of staples, so I had to ask that library person for some. She was all, "You can just use the electric one," which frankly scares me. But I did it. And it was out of staples. Yeah, the library people really hated me today.
In the end, though, I HANDED IN MY LAST ESSAY!
Which means I'm done, which means I am heading out! Pics from the Tons to come, maybe tomorrow, or maybe not, because I have a very full few days ahead of me, and I am hella excited!
Ok, so my mates are taking their sweet time getting ready to go out, so here are the links I used in my essay. Thanks all!
Dooce.com Heather B Paul Boutin Bri Amalah Federated Media: Dooce Reyhan Harmanci Heather Holly Whoorl Kacey Carrie Kirby The Bloggess MommyTime Rose Rose Sara Technorati: State of the Blogosphere 2008
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Cos We Don't Need No-One To Tell Us What To Do!
PS: This post took abouuuuut four hours to get done, due to the internets' refusal to upload photos to either here or Facebook. For which FB has been stabbed.
When I asked you all what to wear to the Living End concert, no replies were forthcoming,* which meant that Shelle and Alyce and I were on our own.
Everyone else at the concert: What do you wear to a Living End concert?
Us: What do you wear to HQ (where the concert was held)?
There is a bit of a difference. (And yes, that was like the worst photo I had, but it was the only full-length one of all three of us.)
Anyway, so there we were, being totally hot, and looking like ditzy college students, right down to the drinks our drivers were kind enough to let us stop and buy on the way.
We were pretty impatient through the opening bands, every single member of which made me want to attack them with hairdressing scissors. But we spent the time trying to get the attention of Hat Guy and Photo Guy, without much success.
But then THE LIVING END CAME ON! And we rocked out.
And so did the band. (Spewing I didn't get a photo of the dude playing his big cello thing WHILE STANDING ON IT. AWESOME!)
We decided to take a bathroom break for some fresh air, and what are bathrooms for if not posing in front of their mirrors?
The whole time we were sitting there, we kept saying things like "I can't wait to get McDonalds" and (since the band was taking a break) "We picked a great time to come here." This got us weird looks from some people who thought they were giving them to us after they'd walked past, but HAHA WALL OF MIRRORS WE CAN TOTALLY SEE YOU. We met Shoe Girl, who'd lost both of her shoes in the middle of the mosh pit. (We had actually started the concert there ourselves, with some idiot guys who were not being at all subtle about the pills they were popping, but decided we really didn't want to be crushed, so we moved to the left a bit. Still in the second/third row, which is awesome, right?) And we met Every Single Other Person Who Came In, who was allowed to bring their drinks in, while Alyce had had her water confiscated. Then Shelle got all impatient texting us, and we were like, whatever, we'll go back out when the break's over. And then the security guy was all, everybody out of the bathroom. And we were like, but we like it here!
And then we went out, and all the funny looks we'd gotten kinda made sense, as the whole place was empty except for Shelle. Yes indeed girls, why wouldn't you be allowed to stay in the bathroom during a break?
Annnyway. In short: I love tickets!
*It occurs to me that this may be because you are unfamiliar with the Living End? Is this true? I'd be interested to know. If that's the case, here is their song from which I stole the title of this post (and which COMPLETELY AND TOTALLY rocked the house last night).
More of their songs here and here. And their latest one here.
When I asked you all what to wear to the Living End concert, no replies were forthcoming,* which meant that Shelle and Alyce and I were on our own.
Everyone else at the concert: What do you wear to a Living End concert?
Us: What do you wear to HQ (where the concert was held)?
There is a bit of a difference. (And yes, that was like the worst photo I had, but it was the only full-length one of all three of us.)
Anyway, so there we were, being totally hot, and looking like ditzy college students, right down to the drinks our drivers were kind enough to let us stop and buy on the way.
We were pretty impatient through the opening bands, every single member of which made me want to attack them with hairdressing scissors. But we spent the time trying to get the attention of Hat Guy and Photo Guy, without much success.
But then THE LIVING END CAME ON! And we rocked out.
And so did the band. (Spewing I didn't get a photo of the dude playing his big cello thing WHILE STANDING ON IT. AWESOME!)
We decided to take a bathroom break for some fresh air, and what are bathrooms for if not posing in front of their mirrors?
The whole time we were sitting there, we kept saying things like "I can't wait to get McDonalds" and (since the band was taking a break) "We picked a great time to come here." This got us weird looks from some people who thought they were giving them to us after they'd walked past, but HAHA WALL OF MIRRORS WE CAN TOTALLY SEE YOU. We met Shoe Girl, who'd lost both of her shoes in the middle of the mosh pit. (We had actually started the concert there ourselves, with some idiot guys who were not being at all subtle about the pills they were popping, but decided we really didn't want to be crushed, so we moved to the left a bit. Still in the second/third row, which is awesome, right?) And we met Every Single Other Person Who Came In, who was allowed to bring their drinks in, while Alyce had had her water confiscated. Then Shelle got all impatient texting us, and we were like, whatever, we'll go back out when the break's over. And then the security guy was all, everybody out of the bathroom. And we were like, but we like it here!
And then we went out, and all the funny looks we'd gotten kinda made sense, as the whole place was empty except for Shelle. Yes indeed girls, why wouldn't you be allowed to stay in the bathroom during a break?
Annnyway. In short: I love tickets!
*It occurs to me that this may be because you are unfamiliar with the Living End? Is this true? I'd be interested to know. If that's the case, here is their song from which I stole the title of this post (and which COMPLETELY AND TOTALLY rocked the house last night).
More of their songs here and here. And their latest one here.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
TOGA08
Hi guys! It's 10:25 and according to my schedule, my next uni work time block starts at 10:30, and I haven't showered or had breakfast at this point, so you don't get any exciting stories, and also because there aren't any. Instead, you get Toga pics!
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Good Hair Day
When I moved to the new house (at the start of the year) I lost my curling iron. Now, it's not like I need a curling iron, or ever really used it, but I got it for free and I'm told it was a decent one. So I didn't really want to lose it. But somehow, between the Hall and the new house, the curler disappeared.
I carefully checked everywhere it could be, because I had a lot of boxes, and I know that duffle bags and suitcases have a lot of hidey pockets big enough for a hair curler. And yet, it was lost.
Until I took out the bag I'm taking to BlogHer, and my curling iron jumped out and smacked me in the face. Seriously, it was right there in the main pocket, not hiding at all.
POINT BEING:
The Good Hair Day picture I included in my post for the Contest I MUST Win may have a rival for the title.
If only I had make-up on. But alas, the curls had dropped out by the time we got to that part of the proceedings (not really, surprisingly) so that other picture is safe. But dude, CHECK OUT THOSE CURLS! I'm quite impressed with myself.
I carefully checked everywhere it could be, because I had a lot of boxes, and I know that duffle bags and suitcases have a lot of hidey pockets big enough for a hair curler. And yet, it was lost.
Until I took out the bag I'm taking to BlogHer, and my curling iron jumped out and smacked me in the face. Seriously, it was right there in the main pocket, not hiding at all.
POINT BEING:
The Good Hair Day picture I included in my post for the Contest I MUST Win may have a rival for the title.
If only I had make-up on. But alas, the curls had dropped out by the time we got to that part of the proceedings (not really, surprisingly) so that other picture is safe. But dude, CHECK OUT THOSE CURLS! I'm quite impressed with myself.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
QUACK QUACK ...
... BACK TO BACK!
Remember last year?
When Carla was here, and Operation Rubber Duckie rocked out at Battle of the Bands, and Flinders kicked St Marks' arses all the way back to their college? Good times.
Battle of the Bands 2008 was last night, and again, Operation Rubber Duckie rocked the house.
And I rocked the hair, for about half an hour, til all the curls fell out. We still look hot though.
AND THEN UNI HALL WON! AGAIN! FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW, OUR NAME IS ON THE CUP! HELL YEAH!
Remember last year?
When Carla was here, and Operation Rubber Duckie rocked out at Battle of the Bands, and Flinders kicked St Marks' arses all the way back to their college? Good times.
Battle of the Bands 2008 was last night, and again, Operation Rubber Duckie rocked the house.
And I rocked the hair, for about half an hour, til all the curls fell out. We still look hot though.
AND THEN UNI HALL WON! AGAIN! FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW, OUR NAME IS ON THE CUP! HELL YEAH!
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