Tail of Mouse… :(

Posted on April 12, 2008 by borysSNORC

I am stoofed. It’s been a big day o’ driving round BrisVegas – something that is now firmly in my "List of Things I’d Rather Not Do Because I Might Get Dead" and it’s right up the top of the list along with poking Rottweillers and Morris Dancing – which I believe can (and should) be considered potentially fatal in certain company.

It started with the airport to get my Mum and that went okay, I distracted myself with a small pile of car brochures which I was comparing safety specifications on for that part of the drive. Then out to the shops to do the grocery shopping and checking the fucking eggs yet again. Then home again home again jiggety jig to bring the groceries home (can you believe the cost increases in most groceries items lately!!?!?! Unbelievable.) Then out to Spotlight at Springwood with Mr K cos I’ve given Mum back her tank. Then back to Carindale for something that Mr K forgot earlier and finally home…. where, after the stressful and anxiety inducing day of driving, I then prepared dinner for the family… all of them.

I’m exhausted, my head hurts and my back is killing me… I’ve taken more than a few pain killers in a manner other than directed (and no… that doesn’t mean I decided to use them as suppositories!) and if the pain persists there’s no point going to see my doctor. I’ve also had a few glasses of champagne. Which leaves me with the following equation:

Driving = Anxiety + Shopping = Stress + Egg checking = Exhaustion + Analgesics + Champagne = Mousetails!

Yep that’s right. I’ve got mousetails for the first time in years and that can’t be good.

So if you want to join me and are unfortunate enough to be using a Windows PC… Click on the Start Menu, select the Control Panel, then the Mouse, then select the Pointer Options tab and tick the box that says ‘Display Pointer Trails’ and move the slider to ‘long’ – cos that is roughly what’s happening with my vision about now! Not good Batman.
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Keep on truckin’ :S

Posted on April 11, 2008 by borysSNORC

I need a new car. I’ve been driving my Mom’s tank for the last week… well in truth I’ve been avoiding driving my Mom’s tank but when I’ve absolutely had to get in a car and drive… that’s what has been at my disposal. Now ordinarily I don’t mind getting in the Nissan as it certainly makes you feel like you own the road – dirty big bull bar, chunky tires and noisy as all shit when you roar off up the street – makes you feel like all the other little ant-like cars better get the fuck out of my way goddammit cos this thing has braking distance to rival a Mack truck.

But I am not going to be getting a power hungry power mongering Nissan to drive round when I get a new car and I don’t know what I want. It’s probably something to do with the whole slightly addlepated brain thing, but I can’t pick…. I’m just about at the point where I’m ready to flip a damn coin to make a decision.

Or hang on this is really twee…

Bee count:

21 down …133 to go.

Letter from Cindy

Posted on April 11, 2008 by borysSNORC

Cindy Twidale

April 11 at 6:13am

My Darling Robyn,
I have missed you so much. I’ve been catching up with your blog and I am of course very concerned about the effect of the accident. I also haven’t laughed so much in a long time. Your wicked sense of homour, stinging wit….oh… I just plain miss you. You are the only girl I would ever think of jumping the fence for. I wish I was there to try and distract you from the pain and help look after you. I miss our chats and road trips. I know this message is completely selfish and is making me feel homesick as hell but I had to send it.

I love You.

Cindy XXX

PS cause diamonds are a girl’s best friend.

Grace invaders!

Posted on April 10, 2008 by borysSNORC

Amok! Amok! Amok! Amok!! Someone please remind me to ask them over the day BEFORE the cleaner comes, not the day AFTER.

Monday’s child is fair of face
Tuesday’s child is full of grace
Wednesday’s child is full of woe
Thursday’s child has far to go
Friday’s child is loving and giving
Saturday’s child works hard for a living
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
is Blithe and bonny, good and gay…. apparently!

I had a houseful of children this morning and most of the were Tuesday children….. or so their mothers assured me.

‘Full of grace’ my arse! One knocked a bottle of wine off the wine rack (luckily it did not smash), another spent most of her visit jumping on the couch (despite several entreaties on my part for her to refrain from doing so), another spent several minutes smacking my coffee table about with a Transformer (though I know not what offense the coffee table may have offered) and yet another, God bless her cotton socks, upchucked on my Turkish rug! The same Turkish rug her brother peed on when last they came to visit!

Come to think of it… I’m a Tuesday too… obviously came a day early! :S
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Where there’s smoke….

Posted on April 9, 2008 by borysSNORC

…. there’s filthy smokers.

I can smell smoke in my house today. Could be Jack who had a cigarette after he finished work right outside the open front door – but that was several hours ago. Could be the neighbours sitting under their patio – but I don’t think there’s any breeze coming that way. Could be the counsel workers out the back – but I can’t see anyone back there at the moment. Could be just the fact that I’ve got some windows open for the first time in months since it’s finally cool enough to have the AC turned off.

Whatever. I think my sensitivity to cigarette smoke has actually increased since all the anti-smoking laws came into effect in Qld – no smoking in restaurants, bars, clubs, shopping centres and they even have to be 4 meters away from any entrance to a public building so we’ve been less and less exposed to it now. I can’t stand it. I’ve got no idea how I smoked for nearly 10 years myself and now I find it so abhorrent that the teeniest whiff of cigarette smoke in my house has me wanting to drown the air with vanilla incense or something.