Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Happy New Years!!!!!

Ok I come back to a comment I have made in the past: I cannot believe the year is over. What happened? So fast! All of my news sources are wrapping up the year with lists of the highlights. Even Time Magazine (which I almost never read regrettably but stumbled upon when my parents visited) has a "List Issue". I won't go into the main highlights because you can look them up yourself. Trust me they are everywhere!

I think I achieved a lot this year. I moved interstate, I am a couple of units closer to a uni degree and I am working in an industry I really like. 
That doesn't look all that impressive when I write it down but seriously I couldn't have achieved any more than that if I tried. I haven't exactly had a lot of spare time! The biggest set back was definitely moving. Everythi
ng we had sorted out before the move has been well and truly undone *laughs* part of the excitement I guess. 

Moving forward I am looking at the very real possibility that I will (as I did last year) completely ditch my New Years Resolutions on the 2nd of January. I am trying to keep myself honest here people so I am publicly broadcasting my resolutions for the new year:

1. Go to the gym 3 times a week and not gain any more weight (in fact loosing a bit would be ok)
2. Concentrate on paying off debts (and not get into more)
3. Have at least one picnic a month because we need to spend more time outside.

Looking good so far. I will update the list if I think of anything else I should be concentrating on.

I have made an effort to stay away from politics on this blog because I am not overly knowledgeable or even all that opinionated howe
ver, please have a look at the following link if you are at all interested in the Australian Government proposed Internet Filters. I think the guy who wrote the article really covers the aspects of the proposal that disturb me and that I hope disturb you as well. 

Sorry I am leaving this post on a bit of a downer but I really do wish everyone a very, very happy new year! 
No doubt this will be me tomorrow morning. I love you all anyway!
xox - Jane

Monday, December 29, 2008

Wink wink, nudge nudge

I am having withdrawals at the moment on a couple of fronts. The first is due to the lack of milk in the tea room which means that I am relying on my caffeine supply from one coffee I bought from Gloria Jeans downstairs and the can of energy drink I managed to pilfer from one of my colleagues. It hurts and I am sure if you have ever been addicted to anything then you understand the pain. My other withdrawal is caused by a complete lack of interesting current events. Sorry to her fans but seriously if I read one more article about Paris I will scream.  What is the great fascination? Ok... she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and has used her wealth for evil instead of good. She isn't the first talentless millionaire and she won't be the last. Get over it, I am so sick of seeing her sour face on every magazine cover and now even the newspaper! Sorry again to her fans, I just don't see any redeeming features and as mentioned I am suffering caffeine withdrawals which is making me a little cranky. 

My third withdrawal is that I am missing my daily rock concert. My favorite thing when I worked far enough away from home that I needed to drive, was singing in the car. I can sing as loud and off key as I like and I have the whole imaginary crowd screaming for me. I work in the city now so I have a very short walk before I get to the building. Because my job is a little repetitive, I am allowed to listen to the radio through the day but it is all I can do not to sing along! I get busted all the time humming/singing under my breath (or depending on how carried away I get, not so much under my breath). I can't help it! I am such a performer, love being the centre of attention but, not much of a singer I am afraid. I should really be apologising to my fellow workers I think for the impromptu mini concerts which sometimes slip out. The Scissor Sisters are on next I am going to try to contain myself! 

My last withdrawal is girl talk. I don't normally catch myself thinking about how much I want someone to talk to. I guess because I am always busy and I normally have lots to keep my mind active. Mum and Dad went home on the weekend and Darian is finishing at reasonable hours 
over the last couple of days so don't feel too sorry for me. Still the lack of gal-pals in my vicinity is getting to me a little. I would spend every spare second with Jo or Lucas (sorry Lucas, you are not a girl but you definately listened to my girl-talk so you get thrown into this section) but now its just phone calls (which I really don't like that much) and chatting on facebook. I want someone to gossip to! Maybe it is just a little bit of home-sickness? You can only be excited about such a big change for so long. 

I need to make some friends who let me come visit whenever I want for coffee. *laughs* I really miss that. Meanwhile, Darian will be home early today so I will make coffee in the beautiful new coffee mugs that I got for Christmas. They are the ones that I photographed and emailed to Darian with a big "Wink wink, nudge nudge" (how is that for an obscure Monty Python reference?). And then I will make him talk to me. My usual method there is to sit in between him and the computer and proceed to talk at him while he pretends to be interested and sneakily reads his tech news thinking I don't notice. *laughs* 

See I told you I get cranky when I have no coffee. Don't worry I like you anyway!

xox Goodnight!
- Jane 

Sunday, December 28, 2008


I had a bit of a giggle this morning thinking about the films we consider 'classics'. It came to my attention not all that long ago that Darian had not seen the Blues Brothers. I don't know if anyone else remembers this film as clearly as I do. My parents were big fans and so it was a pivotal film in my development. I still remember trying to shake my tail feather without much success seeing as I am both too short and too uncoordinated to look nearly as cool. We hired it out from the local video store and I think I laughed the whole way through. The annoying kind of laughing when I know the joke coming up and start before Darian even knows what is going on. Some movies you have to watch a number of times to fully appreciate everything involved. The Blues Brothers is one of those. The first time I saw the film I thought it was great because the music was great and the characters were likable etc. but the second time was when I only just began to see the comic genius. The fact that Kermit the Frog (Frank Oz) plays a cameo appearance is the thing that kicks off the whole movie for me. Nothing is sacred! Poor Kermit having to use a pen to lift a used 'prophylactic'! I especially like the brothers tattoos. JAKE roughly tattooed onto his hand while Elwood has too many letters and so has to spread onto the other hand as well! 
Ok, so you probably noticed these little quirks but did you know that the psychotic e
x-girlfriends hairdressing salon is called "Curl up and dye"? I think that I managed to suck all the fun out of the movie for poor Darian and when it was over I danced around the house to the credits like a maniac. Love it! 

Next it is Darian's turn to "educate" me with one of his classics. You guessed it! Bill and Ted. I have n
ow seen their Excellent Adventure and thier Bogus Journey. Would you agree with me that Bill a
nd Ted is the original stoner flick? Without actually refering to weed at all? Not to be confused of course with Bill and Ben which in a completely different way actually do refer to weeds. 

Love to all! I hope you had a great Christmas! Bring on the New Year!

- Jane

Sunday, December 21, 2008

The art of BS

So today's challenge: I have very little actual work and a whole day of work time to do it in. Naturally that is where my mind deviates and I (in this case out of sheer desperation) procrastinate by listening to the radio and writing in my blog. Yes I know... bad me.... should be working but they don't even have any filing/cleaning for me to do (otherwise I would be doing that!). Meanwhile I don't have anything in particular to say. 'Wow'... I hear you say... 'I am so glad that I decided to read this. She is going to waffle on about nothing and waste precious minuets of my life!'. So this is where the art of BS is a useful tool. If one is a successful BS artist, they can waste someones life minuets without the reader knowing that time has been wasted. Not that I would be so arrogant as to think that I am in fact so talented a BS artist however I am giving it my best shot today. 

I have been writing my Christmas cards over the last week or so. I know none of them will get to where they are supposed to by Christmas (because that is only 4 days away!) but then I guess if they did, my friends wouldn't believe that it was me who sent them! My closest friends know to make sure that they give me an ETA about half an hour or more before I am supposed to be there. Yes it is true, I am that disorganised! Meanwhile on my resume in my aptitude section it says "Highly organised". I guess it is technically a fib but when I am at work I am a star prioritiser. So anything I don't achieve through organisation is covered regardless becasuse it all happens in order. *laughs* Sorry, I will stop trying to sell myself now. I won't go too far into brutal honesty though in this forum. Like anyone else, I hate acknowledging my flaws but I like to think I am in-tune with them anyway.

So my parents are here at the moment. They like it here so far (I hope! despite my little shoe-box appartment). I think I have been taking the tour guide role a little too seriously. A small character (I don't like saying flaw, lets say...) quirk of mine is that when I am nervous I talk... a lot! I find some people find this endearing (Darian for example) and others find it annoying and slightly scary. Regardless, having my parents here makes me a little nervous so I have been a human motormouth. It isn't their fault I get nervous its just that I want everything to be perfect. That is the dumbest part of the whole issue because they are very laid back and not demanding in anyway! So what is wrong with me? I can't answer that but I have been told a number of times this weekend to calm down *laughs*. I have always been a little high strung although over the last couple of years I have been working on that. Still can't shake the neuroticism! I think maybe some things are just too ingrained in your DNA that no matter how much you try to knock it out, it just keeps comming back.

I hope I have successfully BSed my way through todays post. I think I have found something here at work that will take up the rest of the day so I will get to it. 
Love to all!



Thursday, December 18, 2008

More neglect?? Really?

I need to make, yet another apology. I haven't mentioned my friends all that much, not because they aren't important to me but because I didn't think they would appreciate me giving information about them. So, it would appear that everyone wants their 15 mins of fame and who am I to deny it? Meanwhile, just for a little perspective people: 2 people read this blog! One of them is me! I think it is important to write in a public forum as though everyone cares. I don't go in for public Bi*chiness anyway so I don't have any problems censoring myself when it comes to saying nasty things. If I am not clever enough to say something nice then I shouldn't say anything at all. 

Back to the point, yet another friend has commented that there is no mention of him. My greatest friends I can count on one hand and I have to say that he is one of them. Now, he did prove that he hasn't read all of this blog (not a criticism I know wading through all this crack talk is a big job!) because there is a very obscure reference to him in the post I published yesterday. Because he has specifically asked for a mention I feel like the most appropriate way of discussing him is to explain how we met. It was through my first 'real' job which is funny because I always wanted to write a book about my first couple of jobs. I guess its because it is all so new but I found the whole situation fascinating. 

To set the scene: I am from a little town. When you finish school in a little town like the one I am from you have only a few options - 1. Have kids, 2. Become an engineer or 3. Leave as fast as you can before you end up with one of the other options! No offense to my little town, I love it to this day and treasure the childhood I had there but kids? Engineering? No not really for me at that stage (scarily more appealing now despite my best efforts to the contrary... minus the engineering that is). So I left. I moved to the big smoke to seek my fame and fortune, or at the very least a degree which would get me a job. Those of you who know me, know that the degree is very much still a work in progress, one of the joys of indecision. Brisbane, although bigger than my home town, really isn't that much of a step up but I did get a job working in an Italian restaurant (as the dish washer). The owner was a crazy guy called Jose (pronounced 'hose-ay!') who I could talk about forever if I had more time. Absolutely a story for another day! The kitchen consisted of myself, three chefs who alternated shifts and some waitresses who zoomed in and out delivering food etc. After dinner service, the chefs would go home and I would proceed to clean up the kitchen. I have to say it was my favorite time because I would be left to my own devices with the radio going and I could just tune out and sing as loud as I wanted to on the little stage in my mind. That is where I met Matt. 

Matt was one of the owners friends. Classic coffee addict. I don't think I ever saw him eat anything at the restaurant but he drank coffee and chatted to Jose. Occasionally he would come and harass me in the kitchen. Turns out that Matt is a pretty motivated dude. For the last four years (don't trust my math it could be longer than that) he has ground himself into the ground to produce some software which hopefully he will release in the new year. After Jose sold the restaurant (mainly to escape the stress and grow back the hair he lost) we stayed friends. Every week just about Jose, Matt and I would go to our regular cafe (which I won't mention because it wasn't that good to be completely honest) and drink coffee. I don't know how many times I would use them as an excuse to procrastinate when I had an assignment to work on. In fact I think it is logical to blame them at least in part for the excruciatingly dragged out time it has taken for me to get this far in my studies. We would go through every aspect of my life. Mostly the prospective boyfriend was analysed and screened (without their knowledge of course) by these two men, who gave me advice (wanted or not) and they then councelled me after the inevitable break-up. Seriously, as friends go, these guys know me, bad and good! The only person who knows more is Darian! 

So the day is over now and I need to go home. I hope I have cleared up the misunderstanding my friends have developed thinking if I don't write about them I don't care about them. I do care about you all. Trust me I would not be the same person without you!

Love always,


Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Part of the blogging community

I am doing my best to involve myself in the blogging community (It isn't healthy being alone in my head all by myself after all!). The place I started was Blogs of Note. 'Tangobaby' is my favorite at the moment. The author directed me to a quiz site called "HelloQuizzy". A quick disclaimer before I continue, the results of quizzes like this are about as useful to me as my horoscope so I don't know that I will be altering my life based on the results! (On horoscopes... Astrology not to be confused with Astronomy... a subtle differentiation which has got me into trouble in the past). 
According to this particular quiz, I am most like Doris Day. Tangobaby is Marilyn Monroe, Who are you?

You are a Doris -- "I must help others."

Dorises are warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people's needs.

 How to Get Along with Me

* Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific.   (Often!!!!)

  • * Share fun times with me.   (Because I don't like being bored)
  • * Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus on yours. (This one only loosely applies to me)
  • * Let me know that I am important and special to you. (Again.... Often.. I need constant reassurance)
  • * Be gentle if you decide to criticize me. (Because I am trying very hard to please you and if you don't like me it is representative of me failing you)

 In Intimate Relationships

  • * Reassure me that I am interesting to you.  (Poor Darian has to put up with this all the time)
  • * Reassure me often that you love me. (and I will tell you too!)
  • * Tell me I'm attractive and that you're glad to be seen with me.  (Obviously!) 

What I Like About Being a Doris

  • * being able to relate easily to people and to make friends (Mostly)
  • * knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better  (Or at least thinking that I do)
  • * being generous, caring, and warm (Don't laugh, I actually think I am)
  • * being sensitive to and perceptive about others' feelings (Again... at least I think that I am) 
  • * being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor (Ok this is pretty much straight out of my resume!)

What's Hard About Being a Doris

  • * not being able to say no (True)
  • * having low self-esteem (Not particularly True)
  • * feeling drained from overdoing for others (Even if I haven't done anything for anybody else!)
  • * not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish (True, actually this one is an absolute pain in the you know what! Why? Because mostly if I had just done what I had wanted to in the first place, no-one would have cared or noticed!)
  • * criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should (Depends on my mood)
  • * being upset that others don't tune in to me as much as I tume in to them (Yep that is true. I think everyone should be able to read my mind)
  • * working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real feelings (Real feelings? what are those?) 

Maybe there is a gap between what I wish was me and what actually is. Interesting topic come to think of it. To illuistrate further: My friend Matt had a personality quiz once where he asked me about my favorite animals. (Again, don't rewrite your life based on this because it is again pretty close to astrology). It goes like this: 

1. What is your favorite animal?
2. What is your second favorite animal?
3. What animal do you not like (or if you are like me and can't hate animals because they are just animals... what animal would you like least)? 

For me the answers are as follows:
1. Jaguar 
2. Dragon fly
3. Toads

What does this say about me? Well... you need to think in terms of character traits. Yes I am aware that animals are not people but when you think of a particular animal it has personality traits associated with it. For example: dogs - dependable, cats - aloof, mice - nervous. I am sure you understand what I am talking about. The first answer is what you would like to be. So for the jaguar, the traits I want for myself - strong, stable, independent and relaxed. The second answer represents what you are right now. For the dragon fly - flighty, unsettled, fun and slightly neurotic. Lastly the least favorite animal represents what you dislike in others. The toad represents for me a scavenger who thrives on others suffering and environmental destruction. This test works for me. 

I will conclude with my horoscope for the week (as per a random newsletter at my coffee place): 
Pisces: The achievements you accomplish add to your self-acceptance and self-esteem. There will be an active interest in  parental responsibilities. 
But this time I think I will pretend to be a virgo because theirs is much more specific. 
Virgo: If you have a clear goal, you can make significant progress and work with great satisfaction now. An opportunity to do what you really want, is likely. 
Damn I don't have a goal. Maybe I will give up now before it gets to crazy.

Have a good week/night guys! 
Love to all!
- Jane

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

This is a case of Friend Neglect

The reason for my blog today is because of the following comment on my Facebook 'Wall': 
alright 3 things about your blog missy...

1. change the backgroud i cant read it and neither can anyone elxse without destroying there retina...

2. very dissappointed that there was no mention of my visit, nor was there a mention of the fully sick party i threw by taking over the bar at the exford hotel, nor was there a mention of just my average
 greatness during that period of time... (last time i help you move)

and 3. there is no mention of missing me or any of the other friends in vegas that you left behind... thats just rude....
Lucas has been my friend for years and years and yet he still does not understand! I like colour and don't freak out it will not damage your retina. Geeze! Are you a man or a mouse? Meanwhile I think mice probably wouldn't mind the colours. But just for you I will do my best to find a less intense colour scheme.  

As for the next two comments - Fair call. I did not mention your visit but it was a highlight and now I feel sorry that I didn't. It was a crazy week when you came here and I certainly wasn't blogging at the time. Here is my public apology for being a slack friend and neglecting you even though you are of OVER average greatness for helping us move and generally for putting up with me for the last couple of years. I feel it is necessary to clarify however that the party you threw at the Exford consisted of you, me, Darian and some of the residents of the backpackers getting well smashed, followed by the black-out between the pub and home and finally a killer hangover the next day. You can't claim that you started a party!

It looks like we are suffering from a case of Friend Neglect! I can promise though Lucas that coffee isn't the same when it is just me, no matter how good it tastes (and just to settle the debate once and for all, Melbourne coffee is better). I haven't forgotten you my friend and so I will make more of an effort to show you that! *smiles* 

xox Love Always 

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Christmas Adventures

So it is almost Christmas. Crazy how fast this year has gone. Like a magician pulling the table cloth out from under everything. We are still standing even though the whole year has been swept away!

Darian and I went to see the Myer Christmas parade in the main street here in Melbourne. It was fun! Andrew Gaze waved at me! The street was blocked off for the parade but because I am only small and there were heaps of kids that were in front of me, I couldn't see anything (no that isn't a mis-type, most kids are either taller than me or at least over eye level!) and it was hot and crowded . So we went to a chinese restaurant which has a balcony overlooking the street. Not only did we get the perfect seats without anything blocking our view, the restaurant has a license so I had a glass of bubbly while Darian had beer and we enjoyed the parade in fully catered style! I cannot believe more people didn't do what we did, it was almost deserted! 

We bought a real live Christmas tree this year for something a bit different. Darian remembers real christmas trees from his childhood. I think that my brother and I must have had a real one at some stage but when we moved to Queensland I distinctly remember we decorated random plants that mum had bought for the garden. Darian thinks that is funny. My mum loves to work in the garden so I think that we didn't have an actual christmas tree because it was an excuse to buy a plant that she wanted. Seeing as mum always got short changed at Christmas I figure that it would be her Christmas gift in a way. Us kids thought it was great either way and we always had fun decorating it and the rest of the house. 

Darian's mum is a bit more traditional with the tree and everything. Christmas would have been pretty different in that house I think! Darian's mum would spend a lot of time getting everything prepared and the tree decorations just right. The one Christmas I spent with Darian's family was very special. I guess it is because there are 4 kids in his family and they haven't had a Christmas together in a very long time (seeing as Darian left New Zealand a number of years ago). Walking into the backyard where we were going to have lunch, was like stepping into a Christmas story book (minus the snow of course because we are in the southern hemisphere). The christmas tree in the family room was just beautiful! It was colour co-ordinated with bows and everything. Unlike our tree which looks like it has been thrown up on by an elf. *laughs* Mrs Darian's mum must have been up all night cooking and there was so much food including a christmas roast and everything else. Very involved that is for absolute certain!  

Our family christmases on the other hand was a great deal less elaborate, partly because of the Queensland summer heat (especially the week of Christmas) and partly because mum doesn't do stress if she can at all prevent it. We would have salads, cheese, bbq etc. all outside on the patio. Everything was planed and organised to be as work/stress/effort free as possible right down to the paper plates so that there would be no washing up! I don't know if I could handle the craziness that goes along with having four kids (like Darian's mum had) as well as a big christmas. I much prefer my mum's style. 

For the first time ever, Darian and I are hosting Christmas and I think I am going to use mum's 'less is more' approach. I still think it is going to be nice. We only have a one bedroom apartment so it might be a little cramped but I am so excited that mum and dad are coming. We haven't had a full family Christmas in about three years and this unfortunately will be the second christmas without David (my little brother) who is in Vegas at the moment and will spend Christmas in the US. Lucky him! He might even get a real white christmas!

To everyone who is reading this, happy festive season for which-ever holiday you happen to observe. 

Love Always

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