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[Aug. 23rd, 2009|07:01 pm] |
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| | Endlessly, she said | ] |
Wow, it's been over a month since my last entry. When I'm having a good time and am busy, I tend to not write at all. Which is a shame, cause that's when I actually have interesting stuff to write about.
We had a wig party last week for Laura's birthday, which was awesome. The next day she was late for work and fired, cause it was her third strike, then the day after packed her shit and left. I feel a little bad, because the two other times she was late, she'd been out with me drinking the night before. Related? Well she took it pretty well anyway, I think I'm more upset being left behind. Everyone is leaving. I want to stick it out another almost month. Hope the snow feels the same way. Even my latest crush has gone for TEN DAYS though he is coming back. But that forever away. Anything could happen in that time. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|11:57 am] |
I'm tired, everyone is sick. It looke pretty shit out there, I don't know whether to take the board out, or just chill out here instead. No one else is home though, so they must all be working or out there.
I'm fed up with my sore arm. Every day it's worse than the day before, shouldn't injuries get better with time? Actually today I think it's about the same, so maybe tomorrow I can start using it again, though I am getting pretty good with the left hand.
There were some kids playing in our igloo yesterday afternoon, I hope it didn't smell like weed. We managed to get 12 people in there (and a guitar), was a bit too cosy.
Maybe I'll go out and ski? Hmmm, can't decide.
Ok, the report says that the t-bar is open, I might hit that up for an hour or something. |
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[Jul. 14th, 2009|07:01 pm] |
Hurt my shoulder on the green run yesterday. Vis was so bad it whited out and I got vertigo, had no idea if I was standing still or moving, next thing I'm on the ground going, oh, I guess I was moving after all. Shit house.
I work too much, another guy reckons he wants more hours, I'm going to tell the manager to give me less and him more.
Anna is here! Who I worked with in NZ. She appread randomly at my deck this morning. I worked all day though. Hopefully she comes back tomorrow and we can go ski together! I have 5 hours off in the middle of the day tomorrow.
Some guys built an igloo. Drunken plans were made last night to go smoke up in it tonight. They have my phone number, we'll see if I get a message or not. |
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| Ski field life |
[Jul. 8th, 2009|06:55 pm] |
When you live in a small community, it's important to remember that you have no secrets, ever, cause no matter what you do someone will have seen it. This includes but is not limited to falling at the top of the chair lift like a retard, and hooking up with some other drunk at the pub. Both are hot topics for gossip.
In the case of the second one, I recommend making sure you always go for people that don't work for the same company as you, cause then they might not be able to be successfully identified, and you won't have to see them at work the next day, or worse, at breakfast.
However, if they happen to walk past your desk a few times a day anyway, you didn't really save yourself that much hassle. Until they start going the long way around, that is. |
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[Jul. 5th, 2009|03:56 pm] |
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What's with everyone on my friends list deciding to leave LJ?
Well, I've spend the last few days in bed, first with tracheitis, then a bit of a cold. I seem to have an affinity for things ending in -itis. Laryngitis, bronchitis, tonsillitis. For those of you who have forgotten year 8 biology, the trachea is the windpipe, so the shit thing with this is that I can't fucking breathe, which means that if I wanted to disobey the doctor and go snowboarding anyway, I still can't, cause breathing is kind of important. After going out the stairs, I was out of breath for about 10 minutes and my chest hurt.
Anyway, I was given five days off and while I was happy to sleep the first 3 away, the fourth (today) has been pretty boring. I can breathe almost normal again, so I went out to the beginner run and spend an hour there on the snow. No one would ever think to look for me there, so I figured I wouldn't be seen by people from work who might be shitty about me being out there on my sick day. I have to go to the city tomorrow (Wangaratta) for centrelink and stuff, so that will keep me busy.
I miss my laptop. No idea how long the warranty repair will take.
I don't know if this makes sense, I'm not going to read back over it. |
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[Jun. 23rd, 2009|04:11 pm] |
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So yeah. I got the troublesome tooth out. After all the trouble it's cause me over the last few years, compared to the experience of actually getting it removed, I should have had the thing yanked three years ago. Cause getting it out was nothing, compared to the days when it was pushing on my other teeth, or when it got infected and I wouldn't even sleep. Good riddance tooth. Well not totally, I still have it, in a plastic pouch. I have learned though, over the years, that no one wants to see my kept pulled teeth in their plastic pouches, no matter how cool their roots look. Weird.
I feel fine. I felt fine all yesterday too. I faked pain a little so mum would wait on me and let me watch tv all day, but Dad was home today an he wasn't buying it. Luckily, he doesn't care what I do all day, so if I'm sitting there sewing and making more of a mess instead of cleaning shit up like Mum wanted, he doesn't give a shit. So I watched some True Blood and the old transformers movie, and made a mess cutting up bits of red satin.
I felt like sewing, but strangely, I didn't feel like making a costume, or designing something. I just wanted to buy a pattern, and make a nice dress. So I am. I think that this is the first time ever I have used a pattern and not altered it?? I'm not used to using them really. You have to measure yourself to know which size to use. According to the pattern, I am un-proportionally sized because I have no boobs and a fat gut. I mean, I already knew that, but they didn't have to point it out. I want fat zap.
Aha! I remember now, there was one time where I got a pattern and make the dress without altering it. I still have it, I love it.
I'm hungry, but I can eat pretty properly now. I think tomorrow I can eat whatever I want. I also have ice cream. I might have some now. |
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| I found this saved draft that I never posted |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|04:10 pm] |
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A few days ago, I knew I had to get my wisdom teeth out, at some point, but there was no way I was going to sit in the chair and have it done, I wanted it to be in the hospital, with me asleep. Then I had the worst pain ever the other night. It woke me up, and I couldn't get back to sleep because of the agony. I finally got the idea to rummage through the medicine draw in the kitchen, where I found some nurofen plus. About 20 minutes later, I actually felt them kick in, and betterness washed over me, and I relaxed and finally got to go to sleep. This was at about 6am. |
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[Jun. 10th, 2009|09:45 pm] |
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A few days ago, I knew I had to get my wisdom teeth out, at some point, but there was no way I was going to sit in the chair and have it done, I wanted it to be in the hospital, with me asleep. Then I had the worst pain ever the other night. It woke me up, and I couldn't get back to sleep because of the agony. I finally got the idea to rummage through the medicine draw in the kitchen, where I found some nurofen plus. About 20 minutes later, I actually felt them kick in, and betterness washed over me, and I relaxed and finally got to go to sleep. This was at about 6am. |
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| At Hotham |
[Jun. 2nd, 2009|03:59 pm] |
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| | random Melbourne hardcore from the kitchen | ] |
and it's pretty much a ghost town. Which is to be expected really, as the season hasn't official started yet, and also, there is no snow to be seen. I went for a bit of a wander, not much going on. Reminds me a lot of my first day in National Park, met a few other staff, walked around and found nothing.
It's nice having a car this time though. I took a drive to Dinner Plain, which is cute and looks like a mountain village should look like. Like I thought National Park would look. More proof that Natty Park is fucking odd.
I got first bedsies, cause I got here so early. Might have been unnessesary, as my room mates are Kristi who is in Tasmania, and the other two are from snowsport, so they probably aren't starting just yet.
Apparently the food is good, and we have foxtel!! The cooks are blasting some hardcore from the Kitchen, which I like. Internet is free and fast enough now while there ar only a few people using it. We'll see what it's like where 60 people are slamming the connection on their laptops.
I have a friend who also works and lives here that I havn't seen in 11/12 years, who I'm sure I will bump into later. That should be interesting. I knew he is here from facebook. If not for that, bumping into him randomly would have been freaky! I almost wish it was going to be a suprise. Oh well.
Looking back to one year ago:
"The place is just like I imagined, nothing here just motels, ski rental places and a servo as the only shop. Luckily it's pretty well stocked. Everyone here is pretty friendly, it seems to be the kind of town where everyone knows everyone, so if you are not recognised people want to know who you are and how long you are here for. It will be full or tourists later, but for now everyone is mountain staff."
Oh, ok, I didn't imagine National Park looking like a cute alpine village, I guess. I was bang on about the knowing everyone though, and I certainly knew everyone after a while (worth knowing, anyway. In the same post I also express a distaste for the International Noise Conspiracy, who I quite like now. Hen desu ne?
At least I get free internet this year. I might log on more than twice a week!
Training starts at 8:30 am tomorrow. From here on in, it'll be back to waking up at 7am instead of mid day! |
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[Jun. 1st, 2009|10:02 pm] |
I'm leaving for Hotham at like, 5am, cause I want to get there first and get the best bed. It will suck, but I can sleep when I get there. I'm not spending the entire 4 months on the top bunk if I can help it. I'll probably come home drunk and fall off and kill myself. Although, I did once share a top bunk with another girl and not fall off, so I guess it can be done. On the other hand, last season I managed to fall off of my double bed, according to my room mate, who heard the bang. I'm drinking red wine to make myself sleepy, though if I have too much I'll just feel bad tomorrow, so I need to make sure I get a good balance going.
**** ****
I somehow got roped into being a DJ at Hughs old school punk night thing. After talking to another friend I have found out the he is DJing too, so it'll be like, my old crew running the place. I need to find all my old CDs, and download some MXPX and Unwritten Law. Should be fun! Though I work the next day at like, 9am for 8 hours and I get paid in drinks, so this can only end badly. My set'll be pure 90's, nothing newer. Should rock.
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It's my birthday next Sunday, but I had a party last weekend, cause I wasn't sure if I would still be here or at Hotham. Got a good turnout, some friends from different groups, but all got along, so all good! I drank a lot, but it was a special occasion, so that is ok. I had three drinks on the go at a time for a while there. Though for someone who got a lot of drinks bought for them, I spent a lot of money! I think I can blame at least $9 on that on Hungry Jacks. One day I'm going to eat there sober, and it will be sooo disappointing. I felt real shit the next day, I even though that I might break my 3 year no vomit streak, but I didn't. Probably would have felt better if I did. The last time I felt that bad was after my cousins wedding, where I drank slowly but consistently for 14 hours. I was actually supposed to take my friend Jess with me and go back to Kew, where my car was, but didn't because I guess after about 2 o'clock logic checked out. Luckily she didn't die in the gutter, so it's all good.
I slept in until 1am waiting for the dodgy feeling to go away, but it didn't, so I just went home. I must have banged my head on something, cause there is a sore spot on it. Don't remember though. I know I spent at least 30 minutes sitting in the girls toilets at the Carlton Club, which is something I might have done back in the middle Switch days. It's weird for now. I guess it's nice in there.
And although I'm not really a fan of posting bad photos of myself, this is proof beyond all doubt that I had a good time:
 thanks ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) discofever for the cameo.
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I got a message from Mike on facebook :) :) <3 I miss my friend. It's so rare that you meet one of those people, that after knowing them for a few hours, you feel like you've known them for your entire life. It's not fair if they have to live in a different country :(
I guess I should finish packing the car now. |
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[May. 25th, 2009|02:26 am] |
Why did I open this page? Ah yes. So I 'mthingnki gpf soing tio koarn/
I thini mofe an more aniht ie evr day. dousnd rlike a realyy godo ida.
You thsee , the t=frineds I mce in Ttororu are tfru ns ofor ije.Not liek in Isaka, ehwe wI ha d good frints. sur ,ntu it wan;'t the wame' |
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| To Elaborate |
[May. 24th, 2009|02:44 am] |
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| | Loneliness is worse | ] |
So I was talking with Anna, and she said the same thing I was going to say here (but hadn't finished writing it yet), that how when you are a little girl, you have this image of how your life is going to be. I'm sure everyone reading this can remember when they were a little girl. And how you imagined you'd have this life in the future.
In my future, I was going to have a two story house, with a hedge, and 6 children. A girl, then a boy, then twin girls, then another boy, then another girl. Their names would be Elizabeth, Daniel, Kate, Donna, Mike and Cindy. Interestingly, I also had barbies names Liz, Kate, Donna and Cindy. Still have them, somewhere.
I guess I realised the other day, that there is no way this is going to happen, it's just not possible. Not that this was my plan in any way shape or form (at least not since I was 12) so it doesn't really matter, but when it occurred to me that my lifestyle and future plans mean that something like that isn't possible, it made me a little sad. The 10 year old girl who sat drawing house plans and designing a garden, will never have her house.
Anna's girlhood dream future was not as realistic, she was going to be a famous actress in hers. I was just going to be an architect, who lived in Geelong.
My current life future plan, at this stage, remains attainable. |
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[May. 22nd, 2009|09:08 pm] |
I will probably die alone, in 10 - 15 years, with an empty bottle of gin in my hand.
The revelation of this is kind of getting me down. |
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| Mirai desu |
[May. 11th, 2009|11:51 pm] |
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| | Don't Trust Me | ] |
I should be asleep too many hours or work to do tomorrow. Fucking stocktake.
I went for a swim though, so I am tired. Exercise in the evening helps me sleep. Wine also helps. I have bought more wine in the last 3 months than I have in the last 10 years, thanks a lot, wine cellar job.
It was pretty lame swimming, I quit in half an hour. Though I didn't rest as much as usual, so maybe I got the same done anyway. I tried to stretch after, and did something weird that made me loose feeling in some toes. It's back now though.
I have rollers in my hair, I feel very 50's. Not as fast as the curling iron, but a lot better for the hair. I had a really good hair day the other night, I though, and it was proved to be true when a girl at the pub asked if she could take a picture of my hair, hehe.
I'm trying to decide what to do with my life. Or rather, the summer. It'll be one of 5 things (and this year I will NOT give these idea up for that 'well-paying office job' because now I know that I won't get it. I'll give up on the idea of getting money and accept that to keep having fun, I'll have to stay poor.
1. Go to Canada for more snow action
2. Go to Korea and teach English
3. Get a cruise ship job
4. Get that flight attendant job (my new dream career, as of a few days ago)
5. Live in Apollo Bay or Angelsea and work in a bar and surf every day.
6. Visit Japan for a while, then keep working here.
That's 6 I guess, I added the last one in just then. Which one I'll do will depend on money, mostly.
This is awesome:
You tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef,
that I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him. |
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| I hate computers and they hate me |
[May. 4th, 2009|05:44 pm] |
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| | Still Searching | ] |
I gots me a new hard drive, cause the old 120 Gig IDE drive was really not cool anymore. Firefox says that anymore isn't actually a word, I'm pretty sure that is it.
And it (the hard drive) was possibly the cause of all my weird computer problems. Or maybe it's the mother board, or any number of other things. That's the fun of computers, nothing ever has to make sense. I wouldn't be surprised if the reason my computer fails to boot half the time turns out to be the cable that connects the floppy drive. In fact, that is so unlikely that it would actually make perfect sense.
Anyway.
I upgraded to SATA, cause that is what I hear all the cool kids are into these days. It's always been just some weird red cable in the motherboard box to me, and something about raid or whatever that appears when I boot up. Not my business. So I was happy to find that you just plug it in and it works. I thought it would be more complicated than that.
Oh wait, IT IS!
First, I needed a cable for the power supply, which I picked up from the shop up from work for 2 bucks. Not a drama, except the same guy served me who sold me the drive, and at the time he asked if I had all the cables I needed and I said that of course I did. Now I look like a liar, or most likely, an idiot. And I so wanted to make a good impression on the nerds at Centre.com too.
So I plugged the shit in, and decided to install XP first, for my new fangled dual boot system. But of course, Windows XP has never heard of SATA, it's all like, "duh, I can't see no hard drive" unless you put a floppy in with some extra drivers, which I have. Sort of. I have the files, but not on a floppy disk. Most of which, I threw away a few months ago when I had a mini clean up, I managed to find a few that survived the purge, and decided to try put the files on a disk booting with a linux live CD (to be able to boot the computer with a bland drive in it). But of course, Mandriva is too modern, is had no idea what a floppy disk is. At least not in live mode anyway. So I can't make a floppy disk, to make windows read the hard disk. Fucking great.
I really do think that I hate myself. What sane person want to work in IT? I mean, REALLY?
And I haven't even started trying to install a second operating system, and getting them to co-exist happily together. You just know that shit ain't gunna fly.
For now, I'm using the new Mandriva, it's nice.
The End.
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...and oh my god, I lost control, of the only thing in life I had a hold on |
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| I quit |
[Apr. 19th, 2009|05:17 pm] |
I'm not posting stuff here anymore, cause that way when I go out with people on the weekend, I wil lhave stuff to tell them, cause they won't have already read about it.
For anyone else, if you want to stay up to date, you'll just have to see me in real life.
Till I move away again, and might post stuff sometimes, but I'll probably just learn to live without the internet again, and fill that hollow void in my life with snowboarding and partying instead. |
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| Employed |
[Apr. 14th, 2009|08:24 pm] |
I've got a job! Officeworks, yeah baby. Only casual, but hey.
And I'll get to work it for about 6 weeks, before the ski season starts again and I bugger off on them.
If I didn't get this job this morning, this afternoon I was going to book a flight to Tasmania and go fruit picking. I'm almost disappointed. It always works out like that, the moment I give up on a job and make a new plan, I get it.
I went for a bike ride today. Turns out riding on flat road and over hills are two different things. I could ride up and down the bike path all day, but coming back home up the hill just kills me. I could do it every day and see if it gets easier, or I could just give up forever and ride somewhere else. I'm not sure which to do.
Halls Gap was packed for easter, but we camped in the bush about 7ks out of town, and we were all on our own, in the dark, drinking red wine and listening to local radio.
iPrimus are sending me a free modem, cause I guess they have a lot of unhappy customers, cause they sent us all the Netcomm NB5 in the first place. So it should arrive this week or maybe early next week, and I'll be broadbanding again.
Since a NZ friend joined facebook I've had this longing to go back. I guess cause I was happy there. When I wasn't dreadfully homesick (for Japan) or suffering from feelings of crushing loneliness. That was only the first month or two anyway, after that, happy happy happy!
"You'll be missed if you don't come back," I was told.
(Aw, how sweet.)
"My beer profits will go down considerably"
(Hmm, not as good.)
I arrived home from Japan one year ago. Mucusy, sad and sort of drunk. I'm much better now. |
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| From the days of yore |
[Apr. 9th, 2009|10:48 pm] |
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| | the jedi means pissed off | ] |
Well, my super virus proof linux has failed me, as I got a virus of not the operating system, but the modem itself. Basically some genius/arsehole has created a worm that attacks the Netcomm NB5 and fubars it royally. Partially my own fault, as most of the ones affected are those with weak usernames/passwords (according to the internet) and who would have though my admin/admin combo would ever have been compromised? Seriously. I have a good password on my wireless, never even crossed my mind that the modem itself would be at risk.
So I need to try updating the firmware, but that might not work. I might get to spend next Sunday enjoying the swap meet.
So how, I hear you ask, am I online right now? Well I went through my boxes of old crap and managed to track down and dust off ye olde dailup modem. I'm rocking the internet at a max of 56k, with the added bonus of tying up the phone line while I do. Took me like 20 minutes to figure out how to dial the connection through Mandriva, and I'm scared to disconnect cause I may not be able to do it again...
While Kristi and I both have job interview for the winter, at Buller, Hotham, Falls and Threadbo (she also has Perisher) neither of us have managed to find an actual job for now. So maybe next month we are going to run off to Tasmania, and go fruit picking. There's a raspberry packing job that sounds promising! Beats sitting around here drinking beer all day.
Before that, we are going camping for easter. As we started calling campsites 1 day before the busiest holiday of the year (we are soooo organised!) every campground in Victoria is well full. Though at the Grampians, they have bush camping, and the guy assured me that there is enough bush for everyone, and we can just turn up and they'll tell us where we can go. We're looking forward to digging our own toilet. So far we've managed to see koalas, an echidna and a snake on our adventures, maybe now we'll finally see some kangaroos. I think chances are high for wombats too.
I now need to download my new modem firmware. It'll probably take all night, so I'd better get it started now. |
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