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While I'm running through the streets of Rageville,  I thought I'd share another thing that pisses me off:

Ladies of Sydney, a word about harem pants and boots - you don't look cool, you look like a pirate.

I'm sure they're comfortable but you make me want to hold onto my bag in case your innate desire for 'hidden treasure' suddenly grabs you and you hit me over the head with you hook hand, your parrot rips out my earrings and all my gold coins are stolen from my wallet.

Big Boss is on his white boy period. All stressed and grumpy and PMSing all over the shop. Guess who is in his line of fire?

Some days I hate being me.

Really looking forward to a drink tonight!

Michael Jackson is dead

I'm not a fan of twitter. It annoys me. I'm not a fan of reading 'tweets' posted on other mediums either. It's nice you are being concise, but I don't care that you're "drinking a glass of chardy in the sun". Yes, it may be "the life", but I don't care. If it's not important enough to form a paragraph about, then I most likely don't want to hear it.

I am a fan of this though. I'm sad the site is shut, I would have requested this:

twitter on paper

my feet are numb.

That's all.

Some guy just totally hit my car on the way to work. I never drive to work either, but Big Boss is away and I went to the gym at 5.30am this morning and was feeling a bit tired so thought 'what the hell'. I guess this is God's way of telling me not to drive. But wait, I don't believe in god...

I was at the lights and a courier van was in front of me, this bus was trying to turn into the opposite lane, and the courier was too far forward and reversed back into me. I was so shaken! I got out of the car and thankfully the only thing that was damaged was the number plate. But the guy started giving me major attitude. He was really reluctant to give me his number or name. So I wrote down his license plate number and his company phone number. That's when he decided to tell me that the mobile number he had given me was wrong - bastard.

He kept saying, 'just go to the RTA and get a new number plate, there is nothing wrong'. Um, yes there is, YOU HIT MY CAR, and you are being a jerk about it.

I'm about to call his company now and tell them about it. I think it'll only cost around $50 to fix (as there was a bit of damage) but still, its the principle right?!

so fricken busy... work has now fully taken over my email/web surfing time...

think head might explode from too much stuff going on inside it...

BOOM!

It just did I think.

Dear Winter,

I'm pretending you're not on your way, by dressing like its 10 degrees warmer - sometimes denial can be a beautiful place.

Like when I decided, right after Coldplay released the album with Yellow on it, that they had gotten too big for their boots so I'd show them, and not buy their album. Obviously, not having my $22 affected their career trajectory greatly. Or when I decided War of the Worlds was so over-rated that I was going to withhold my $18 for a movie ticket.

You see, I like to control my environment. And I'm not ready for you, so I'll wear a t-shirt with a light cardigan to work if I damn well feel like it, and I'll be the only person on the train without a jacket.

And yes, I am not the warmest, but that is not the point.

love,

Tik

If a tree falls in the woods, and no one is around to hear it, does it still make a sound?

If I am tipsy at work after the lunch bbq, and not being productive, is it my fault when Big Boss decided we'd all have that fourth beer?

Yay

Just got my $900 to stimulate the economy. Nice surprise on a Monday

Boo

Put it straight on my credit card. Am now closer to being debt free and my plan for saving zillions to pay for studying next year is getting closer... So kind of 'yay'. But pretty much 'boo' as no new clothes/fun things.