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Sunday, September 18, 2005

Boys are shit

Boys are shit. especially the two stinky boys. they suck.

Boys are shit. Throw rocks at boys.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Masters Exam

This is the masters exam weekend, so i'm obviously blogging as a means of procrastination.

Last nite, after our 'quick' dinner at teppansan, me and 3 other colluding amigos stood on the corner of Russell and Lt Bourke Streets watching this one guy continually cross the road. Quite literally - just back and forth. This skinny blonde guy with a very colourful strippy scarf just crossing the road again and again. Sometimes he would stop in the middle of his cross and go back. And he did it in such a comical way that you couldnt help but laugh.

And then i had a thought, what if he wasnt 'audistic' or even weird... perhaps there is a rationale explanation for his behaviour which wasnt so funny? Maybe he has at crossroads ('cuse the pun) in his life. Maybe he had a really important appointment at the other side of the road, and he just couldnt decide whether or not he should go? All the possibilities.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

as ur life flashes before your eyes...

this week my mood has been erratic to say the least. Perhaps my good friend B's departure from work, my general demotivation, us moving house - its all proved too much. And for any of you who have moved, u will no doubt understand what a pain in the butt it is.

So today, instead of studying on my 'study leave day' - i have to pack my stuff up. By 'pack stuff' i really actually mean dispose of parts of the life which are largely redundant. It amazes me that for some reason i had though that old mickey mouse pencil cases full of half broken colouring pencils should be kept, as were my non-complete set of jurassic park swap cards. As i threw it out, i couldnt help but think that one day they may be worth something - either on ebay, or to myself. What i did keep (bc i do think it may be worth something one day) was an arthur andersen promotional puzzle which says "its the people you work with that really make the difference". Perhaps i can bring it out when one day they have a reunion?

And then i got to my box of memorabilia - ticket stubs to places i've been, bday cards and letters which dear friends of the past. its strange to have so much of ur past life flash before you eyes. to be reminded of days when what mattered was how cute the paper we wrote those little letters were, or the new and ingenius way it was folded, or how messy our handwriting was. when there was daily communication with highschool friends about the most mundane topics, when that little crush on that guy was so important (well, not that much has changed!) and when we all made so much effort to write something special in those xmas cards - and how we all meant it.

And of course, the ex-bf memorabilia - to remember what it was like when they said that they liked you too and how happy it made you feel and how geniune that smile shining out of those photos are. And of course, how it all came tumbling down. The strange thing was, i found a sealed envelope which had a maroon ribbon tied around it. the ribbon, i immediately recalled was from a bunch of flowers which my first 'proper' bf gave me, and in the envelope where the remenants of what and who we were. whilst i felt that it wasn the time to open it yet, its kinda nice to be reminded of the time that has passed.

a rather fitting reminder of what my life was and how deep inside, i'm still largely the same person. despte the changes and the complications, these happy memories and relationships bw friends and lovers still exist. and the most important thing is that such happy memories are still continually been built up.

Addiction

For those of you who know me, you would no doubt be aware of my little substance abuse problem - lip balm! and not just any old lipbalm , it has to be Metholatum Co's Lip Ice. i Buy it in bulk from HK and probably go through about 1 tube per month (and i lose about 1 every 6 weeks - so it can become an expensive habit). Fed up with my constant lip smacking, my colleague and ex buddy M loudly declared that i was addicted and should join lip balm anonymous or something. After a bit of a google - low and behold: Lip Balm anonymous

According to an internet article:


Lip Balm Anonymous, the largest and most influential anti-lip balm web site in the world (and possibly the only), has generated an almost cult following. They receive over 100 hits-per-day. That's a lot of hits for a web site about lip balm addiction.


"Our primary purpose is to stay free from lip balm and to help others achieve the same freedom," the Lip Balm Anonymous home page reads.




But i can tell you all this, one little stupid website will not stop me. i DONT have a problem... i can stop at any time... any time i want...

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Bombshells, Lifts and Paranoia

My dear friend B has finally droped the bombshell - that after a mere 6 months of full time work, she has jumped ship and is taking up a better offer with a competitor. Whilst i had the fortune of gradually getting used to the idea that the naughty corner will be one less naughty, and "3 musketeers" can no longer sing 'eternal flame' at the alcohol-induced-top-our-lung, it none the less comes as a shock. or at least, a moment where it all crystalises into reality. There were a few more tears which B shouldnt have cried, but when has the fact that we are at work ever stopped B? - it certainly doesnt stop her now. So that's it, tmr is her last day.

Eitherway, i'm happy for her. its a big choice, but its a good one for her now. its a brave choice and i'm proud of her for taking it.

So today, perhaps influenced by her annoucement, perhaps just out of my erratic nature and self-centred perspective -"I" (read: me me me) felt really shitty. For one, i felt rather unproductive at work, and highly uninspired and distracted. unable to finish anything which made it all worse. then, i did something really embarrassing which i hate myself for. (embarrassment is one of those things for me - i have memories from grade 2 of horendously embarrassing moments which i still occasionally relive...)

So, today, i sent a mass email out to say that i have a card for B's leaving and for those not on my floor, please come to my desk to sign it. Smarmy (u may recall him from a previous post) replied and CC-ed in J, a golden girl analyst saying "why dont YOU come to MY desk". for some reason, i thought it was a joke and i replied (also CC-ing J) "yes, S, i'ld love to come to your desk - i even made B resign so i could visit". Now why the hell did i do that?? i must be some weirdo. I guess looking at it now, it doesnt seem that bad, but it particularly is bc i know J has been spreading rumours abt me and S - the thought of which makes me cringe in disgust.

Then later in the arvo, J emailed me saying "S and I will come over tmr morning to sign the card, please make sure it's at ur desk cos we dont have time to ride in lifts all day". ouch. wat a biatch. i hate to think that abt her, cos its so out of character. i think i'm assuming the worst? perhaps its by her associations with S and what i heard she was saying abt me? i dunno, although she is a golden girl and highly ammbitious (an a bit of a suck) - its not in her character to be a bitch. surely?

Anyway, i cant beleive i'm posting this incredibly petty thing here. i will certainly regret it while i regain composure (haha!) or at least stop being in this stupid mood. or perhaps paranoia about work related things is an incurable disease?

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Desperate Plea

Dear Friends,

I need an improved social life. Please take me out.

Your assistance will be met with much gratitude.

Kindest regards,
R

Saturday, September 10, 2005

New Lemming

My friend who just received her pink ipod mini sent me this link. she is obviously killing herself for having bought the mini at exactly the wrong time. So, meet my new lemming:

The Ipod Nano

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Try this

open a new word document, type in "= rand (20,99)", press enter.

aparantly even the microsoft ppl doesnt know why it happens.

PS> dont worry, it wont crash your computer or anything.









Disclaimer: i swear i'm not a geeky tech-y engineer type person! i was, however, informed of this by my friend - my link to the geeky techy engineering world. :-)

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Stolen lunch at a top tier firm

This is a true story. I'm proud to say that i was a happy recipient of this delightfully entertaining spoof on Friday morning of last week.

Enjoy (see also Addenda at the bottom)


-----Original Message-----
From: Nugent, Katrina
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 9:39 AM
To: sydflr19A - Senior Associates; sydflr19L - Lawyers; sydflr19S - Support Staff
Subject: My lunch...

Yesterday I put my lunch in the fridge on Level 19 which included a packet of ham, some cheese slices and two slices of bread which was going to be for my lunch today.

Over night it has gone missing and as I have no spare money to buy another lunch today, I would appreciate being reimbursed for it.


Katrina Nugent
ext 4739/4434


-----Original Message-----
From: Bird, Melinda
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 9:55 AM
To: sydflr19A - Senior Associates; sydflr19L - Lawyers; sydflr19S - Support Staff
Subject: RE: My lunch...
Katrina

There are items fitting your exact description in the level 20 fridge. Are you sure you didn't place your lunch in the wrong fridge yesterday?

Regards
Melinda
x4142



-----Original Message-----
From: Nugent, Katrina
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:06 AM
To: Bird, Melinda
Subject:
Melinda

Probably best you don't reply to all next time, would be annoyed to the lawyers.

The kitchen was not doing dinner last night, so obviously someone has helped themselves to my lunch.

Really sweet of you to investigate for me!

Katrina Nugent
ext 4739


-----Original Message-----
From: Bird, Melinda
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:14 AM
To: Nugent, Katrina
Subject: RE:
Katrina

Since I used to be a float and am still on the level 19 email list I couldn't help but receive your ridiculous email - lucky me!

You use our kitchen all the time for some unknown reason and I saw the items you mentioned in the fridge so naturally thought you may have placed them in the wrong fridge.

Thanks I know I'm sweet and I only had your best interests at heart. Now as you would say, "BYE"!

Regards
Melinda

-----Original Message-----
From: Nugent, Katrina
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:15 AM
To: Bird, Melinda
Subject: RE:

I'm not blonde!!!


-----Original Message-----
From: Bird, Melinda
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:16 AM
To: Nugent, Katrina
Subject: RE:
Being a brunette doesn't mean you're smart though!

-----Original Message-----
From: Nugent, Katrina
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:17 AM
To: Bird, Melinda
Subject: RE:

I definitely wouldn't trade places with you for "the world"!

-----Original Message-----
From: Bird, Melinda
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:19 AM
To: Nugent, Katrina
Subject: RE:
I wouldn't trade places with you for the world...I don't want your figure!

-----Original Message-----
From: Nugent, Katrina
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:21 AM
To: Bird, Melinda
Subject: RE:
Let's not get person "Miss Can't Keep A Boyfriend".

I am in a happy relationship, have a beautiful apartment, brand new car, high pay job...say no more!!


-----Original Message-----
From: Bird, Melinda
Sent: Thursday, 1 September 2005 10:23 AM
To: Nugent, Katrina
Subject: RE:
Oh my God I'm laughing! happy relationship (you have been with so many guys - yep really happy relationship with Gav BACKHOUSE), beautiful apartment (so what), brand new car (me too), high pay job (I earn more)....say plenty more.....I have 5 guys at the moment! haha.



~~~ADDENDUM~~~~
Gavin Backhouse is her cousin, they have slept together, and he is the IT manager at Allens in Sydney. Both the PAs in question are now looking for new jobs. Allens tried to fire the person who leaked this email out, but found that there were 79 of the them in total.

the story has since been leaked to the press and an article was printed today in "full Disclosure".

a little bit of fun for an otherwise dull day.

frustration

i've been really grumpy of late. potentially pms, but i'ld prefer to blame it on something else. recently, i've found a pattern emerging - that my grumpiness and discontent with life is directly proportion to the percentage of work that i do for a particular manager.

to be diplomatic, i think we just have really different styles of working, and hence it makes it very difficult for me (as a newbie) to adapt to her style. to be more blunt, i think she's kinda crap as a manager and isnt technically good enough therefore making her difficult to work with. (harsh i know - but its my blog and i can say what i want right?).

the worst thing about all of this is she actually is really nice and i like her as a person. the dilemmas!