I like how we're going all old-school with the cigarette ban in jails. Everybody loves a black-market! Trading cigarettes will make them feel like they're in an old gangster movie. Fun!
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I love how the Film Fest is somewhat of a military mission with itinerary and spreadsheets! Serious business.
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We are starting a work indoor netball team. I hope it ends up being like the work team on Shortland Street! It was bitchy. I have to decide who's going to be the 'Gerald' of the team. I like to see myself as a bit of a TK...... fair, but competitive.
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There has been talk of 33 being the start of the mid-thirties. I refute this theory. It's still early thirties.... 30-33 (early 30s), 34-36 (mid 30s) and 37-39 (late 30s). I think 33 is the pivotal year, but I still group it with the early years. So there.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Thursday, June 03, 2010
Reward.
NO MORE REPORTS! I CAN WATCH TV AGAIN!
Finished reports this morning at 8.30am, after three nights of work from 5pm to embarrassingly late, with only food, Shortland St and shower breaks.
So I did nice stuff this afternoon (it was my day where my last lesson finishes at 11.10am). I went shopping and bought a couple of new wardrobe items at lunch (the other embarrassing thing is that I banned myself from any frivalous shopping between my last two pay days... and my bank account went up by $700).
Anyhow.
After that I went to the laundromat to dry my washing (it's been a few weeks.... I was down to the bad-underwear at the bottom of the drawer - you know what I'm talking about!).
Then I watched about three hours of stuff that was taped on MySky. I have to confess that the new Star Trek movie is actually pretty good - everyone who'd said that to my disbelief at the time it came out was right. Then Cougar Town. Then Shortland Street. Then House. Then Grey's Anatomy. Then Private Practice. Then Brothers and Sisters. Ok.... it could have been more like five hours.
Awesome! And no ads.
Now I'm dying my hair (well overdue - two naive kids in my class sincerely said my hair looked 'cool' the other day because it was two different colours).
I feel like I've had a productive day!
I'm kinda human again.
Now I just have to wax my legs......
MUST START LEARNING GERMAN
Earlier this week I got sent some wedding photos from my bridesmaid outing a couple of months ago.
If they were the best of the bunch, it's really not good. At least I can say I was brave. I went out there smiling!
Today a cute German guy from the wedding friended me on Facebook. That was a pleasant surprise. He was NOT the one the bride had been hoping to set me up with (the one I started talking to in a drunken faux-German accent towards the end of the night). He was the one who spoke barely any English and had a girlfriend. But he was tall. Very tall. And he spent most of the day-after brunch hunched over the stove making a giant omelette for 30 people. I was standing next to him making coffee for everyone (I was the only one who figured out the fancy automated coffee machine, so I got stuck there all morning). We bonded. I made him coffee.
But he had a girlfriend. Still, it was a pleasant surprise. You never know who it's gonna be when you click on the 'friend request' button. Sometimes it's pleasant. Other times you cringe and think, 'Man - I have to cut somebody to be friends with them! I'm only allowed 80! But I gotta do it cause they're somebody I actually run into and it's awkward not to.....' Well, that's what I think, anyhow. Not with anyone who's likely to read this (obviously..... hopefully). The quota system is harsh. Unfortunately for Guid, he didn't make the cut.
YOU WERE THE 81ST FRIEND - AND UNFORTUNATELY, THIS IS AN ELIMINATION ROUND.....
This time I deleted a girl I went to school with. Our families were friends, so I saw a bit of her..... but I never liked her that much, to be honest. She was one of those social climbers who was always looking to get 'in' with the rugby crowd. I never really liked those sorts. And she's become uber-Christian, so most of her updates are her sending vitual angels to people. And she has about 600 friends, so she's not gonna miss me.
She was the weakest link. Goodbye!
Finished reports this morning at 8.30am, after three nights of work from 5pm to embarrassingly late, with only food, Shortland St and shower breaks.
So I did nice stuff this afternoon (it was my day where my last lesson finishes at 11.10am). I went shopping and bought a couple of new wardrobe items at lunch (the other embarrassing thing is that I banned myself from any frivalous shopping between my last two pay days... and my bank account went up by $700).
Anyhow.
After that I went to the laundromat to dry my washing (it's been a few weeks.... I was down to the bad-underwear at the bottom of the drawer - you know what I'm talking about!).
Then I watched about three hours of stuff that was taped on MySky. I have to confess that the new Star Trek movie is actually pretty good - everyone who'd said that to my disbelief at the time it came out was right. Then Cougar Town. Then Shortland Street. Then House. Then Grey's Anatomy. Then Private Practice. Then Brothers and Sisters. Ok.... it could have been more like five hours.
Awesome! And no ads.
Now I'm dying my hair (well overdue - two naive kids in my class sincerely said my hair looked 'cool' the other day because it was two different colours).
I feel like I've had a productive day!
I'm kinda human again.
Now I just have to wax my legs......
MUST START LEARNING GERMAN
Earlier this week I got sent some wedding photos from my bridesmaid outing a couple of months ago.
If they were the best of the bunch, it's really not good. At least I can say I was brave. I went out there smiling!
Today a cute German guy from the wedding friended me on Facebook. That was a pleasant surprise. He was NOT the one the bride had been hoping to set me up with (the one I started talking to in a drunken faux-German accent towards the end of the night). He was the one who spoke barely any English and had a girlfriend. But he was tall. Very tall. And he spent most of the day-after brunch hunched over the stove making a giant omelette for 30 people. I was standing next to him making coffee for everyone (I was the only one who figured out the fancy automated coffee machine, so I got stuck there all morning). We bonded. I made him coffee.
But he had a girlfriend. Still, it was a pleasant surprise. You never know who it's gonna be when you click on the 'friend request' button. Sometimes it's pleasant. Other times you cringe and think, 'Man - I have to cut somebody to be friends with them! I'm only allowed 80! But I gotta do it cause they're somebody I actually run into and it's awkward not to.....' Well, that's what I think, anyhow. Not with anyone who's likely to read this (obviously..... hopefully). The quota system is harsh. Unfortunately for Guid, he didn't make the cut.
YOU WERE THE 81ST FRIEND - AND UNFORTUNATELY, THIS IS AN ELIMINATION ROUND.....
This time I deleted a girl I went to school with. Our families were friends, so I saw a bit of her..... but I never liked her that much, to be honest. She was one of those social climbers who was always looking to get 'in' with the rugby crowd. I never really liked those sorts. And she's become uber-Christian, so most of her updates are her sending vitual angels to people. And she has about 600 friends, so she's not gonna miss me.
She was the weakest link. Goodbye!
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