There's a reason why I hate guessing games

Something I learnt today: Matt's gonig to Adelaide next weekend
Something that made me laugh today: Slowly, but surely, my stick class buddies are learning about the real me. =)

I'm such a violent b***h sometimes. I'm a little damaged after class today. I was repeatedly smacking Andrew (or his stick) with my wrist and it's so badly bruised that it doesn't look like a bad bruise. It's white in the middle and will probably be nice and purple tomorrow.

On Thursday I found myself talking to the sister (Alice) or my good buddy Sarah. She started teasing me about my "stalker." At which point I open my mouth to say "No, Tara's the one with the stalker" but Alice continues to say "the one who's taking you to dinner with his parents." So I shut my mouth. Sarah has a very broad definition of the word stalker was something along the lines of my response.

Meanwhile, I've been invited to Adelaide next weekend. Ahh...no.

Jo's birthday party was last night. And despite a small turnout (it was Jud, Jo, Gem) most of the night...we still had a fairly good time and lots of good food. And a wine glass. I hadn't bought Jo a present and felt a little bad so I comandeered her one of the lovely glasses that the restaurant had to offer. The night ended for me when they all drove of to the 21st I had not been invited to and I drove home to try and catch up on some sleep (I failed in this attempt, as I am so prone to do). I did, however, get to play everyone's favourite Saturday night game, How many St John Volunteers can you fit in Jo's Saab.

I've mentioned Jo's Saab before. The three of us struggle to fit in there in most cases. We also had a Kate and a Aidan to chuck in as well. And yes, the vacuum cleaner is still in her car.

Kate, who won that nights Space Cadet Award for the following conversattion:
Jo: This is Jude, she has the same birthday as you.
Kate: Aww! Me too!

The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy

Something I learnt today: Alan Rickman makes a good Marvin
Something that made me laugh today: The movie

So Matt took me to see the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy on the big screen last night. According to him I was laughing for the entire show. That sounds realistic.

As the movie started, I must admit, I was reciting the damn thing. But as Mr Prosser was kindly asking Arthur to get out of the way of the bulldozer I found a few of my favourite lines were missing. Not to worry, they can't possibly have room for it all. I still laughed with my self at the memory.

Even though I'm very much one for not bastardising the classics, when the plot drifted away from the original storyline (John Malkovich appearing as Humma Kaluva and all that goes with him) I had no complaints about the development (with the exception of the sexual tension Hollywood feels the urge to throw into every thing that it produces).

Bill Nighy, Alan Rickman and Sam Rockwell were great choices, fitting perfectly into their roles. I must admit, I'm still a fan of the Ford Prefect from the TV show, as well as the original Dent, Arthur Dent (although he does make a short appearence).

Overall - very worthwhile. I really liked the Stephen Fry (a good friend of Douglas Adams) was narrating because it said to me that the movie would have had the approval of the genius who created the context.

Girl's night in

Something I learnt today: Frank's going fishing
Something that made me laugh today: Almost everything

Last night, joy of all joys, most of the Biomed babes came over to my house. We ordered pizza, we ate a lot of junk food and we just chatted. The original plan involved DVDs and movies but those prospects all got ignored and we all just caught up with each other. It was wonderful. We all just laughed and talked freely about anything and everything.

I really needed it.

My ABP presentation is finally over. I did almost kill Eddy on Thursday after my wild goose chase for a building that does exist in a location that does not exist. I don't know about anyone else, but when I'm directing people to a location, I tend to give a street name. I personally think it's somewhat useful.

But it's over. I don't care anymore. In 1500 words, several colour diagrams and 2 plagurism declaration forms this entire thing is over and I can concentrate on more important things. Like exams and everything that comes after them.

I hope there's no group assignment next semester. I'm just not a fan of the damn things.

Mmm...bleeding

Something I learnt today: Form number two
Something that made me laugh today: Jo - was in a silly mood during sticks

I passed my grading. I'm essentially a yellow belt. Hurrah. It's been a difficult day though. I kept paper-cutting myself at work and they are really severe injuries at that. Damn.

So...the "hot" date. Matt took me to dinner at a fancy restaurant in Brighton right on the beach. It was empty. We stopped talking every time the waiter walked into the room because he was there soley to see how we were doing. I had pasta, which was a foolish moce given I'm completely incapable of consuming anything remotely noodle-related with any semblence of grace.

So then I took Matt to a Sparrows concert (supported by some random band we didn't see and Prettymess who we did see - on that note, a trip to JB Hifi for the Prettymess CD is required on my part). The Sparrows put on a brilliant performance (an old song or two were played - I always suspect Badge is doing that just for me) and in my mind the new drummer seems to fit in nicely with the band, hooray. Ah, the joy of live music.

Then Matt drove me home (after a failed attempt involving a wrong turn) and dropped me off home. That's all he got, even though he'd locked all the doors after we got into the car.

Saturday night saw me drive into the city for the damn ABP meeting (curse the whole affair) for an incredibly unproductive meeting. The work didn't even get finished. I was there for two hours or something and hardly did anything other than yell at Eddy (whoops). I also managed to drive Cat home safely and get myself lost afterwards.

My Dad has applied for a job in Bendigo. Which is a little closer. Which I consider nice.

A chorus of giggling school girls

Something I learnt today: My mouse is to crappy for addicitive computer games
Something that made me laugh today: The tale I am about to tell

I was working on Saturday when a friend (Erin) asked me my opinion of one of the boys who works at Liquorland (I was later to find out that his name was Simon). This conversation was to prove to Tanya that E is not deluded and that Simon is, in fact, "hot." I agreed (he is).

That was essentially all of interest that happened on Saturday during this shift. Every now and then my eyes would drift into Liquorland (at work I'm always on the prowl for something of interest to look at) and they would fall on Simon. I would begin to giggle because the whole store knows E has a crush on him and it just amused me. According to E no one can keep a straight face when they see this guy for the exact same reason.

Then I get to work today and at some point during my shift T informs me that Simon drove E home from the shift on Saturday. (The only thing faster than the speed of light...) An hour or so later, E tells me the exact same news. Only she gives more detail.

I told him that you like him.

This was apparently news to S, as he had no idea who this "Jude" girl was. It was also news to me. E promised to point me out, as he was working later that night.

I laughed it off, asuming she was joking, hoping like hell that I'd be able to leave the store before E got her opportunity to do such a thing.

Later I see S walking through the store, at which point I lose it. I am actually serving people at the moment and it was just one of those beautiful moments where everything is so funny but you can't laugh. I think, personally, it makes you concentrate on what you're feeling and as such, heightens the experience, but maybe that's just me. I refuse to talk to the next customer or two because I just can't open my mouth.

I conjure up a few miserable images in my mind to calm myself down and eventually continue with the task.

Now, the problem was, I started laughing as S walked into the store. He was yet to come out. E and I were on registers facing one another. I was on the widest exit, so that when S came back with a trolley full of booze he had no choice but to come through my register. Right next to Erin.

I eventually manage to look up from what I'm doing and look E in the eye. She's smiling and talking to S and nodding in my direction. S's response was something along the lines of "Her? Are you serious?" (I am not entirely sure what to make of that...comments anyone?).

So that was interesting. I think S eventually figured out that I was joking, but E tried a little harder to spread this rumour (just to Mark - he doesn't count, he'll take it as a joke) but it's just moments like that that, you know, make you want to kill miscellaneous colleagues. I'm sure you've all felt the same.

Rivers rise and mountains fall...

Something I learnt today: My suspicions aren't always wrong
Something that made me laugh today: A customer being silly (they are actually funny on occasion)

I was just flicking through my old e-mails trying to find something that Daina sent me ages ago and I'm flicking back and back (walking down memory lane and all that) and I get to the e-mails recieved while in Costa Rica. And there was just so many from JB. That made me really sad. I'm not sure I'll ever get over this. Then I was flicking back and back and saw e-mails from Dain. I stopped being sad and just got all confused all of a sudden. Part of me wanted to laugh.

The big news...Matt asked me out last night. No beating around the bush at all. Just waited till we were alone and bang. That's a first for me. Even after a few hours earlier I'd gone on a nice little rant about how much I wanted to blow all men off the face of the earth (a continuing theme, as you all know).

What else did I want to say? Ormie messaged me entirely out of the blue last night. He still loves me, hooray!

The weekend has been very enjoyable for the most part. Spent Friday night being silly with my sister and her man at their place. Spent Saturday night with them and their friends being silly and playing poker.

I went to my stick class today, fun fun fun. I'm sooooooooo sore. Everywhere. My forearm hurts was cramping. My grading is next Sunday. Oh my. I actually need to fit in some practice this week. As if that will happen. i'm so lazy... =)

So...where?

Something I learnt today: I set my alarm for the wrong time
Something that made me laugh today: Last night

Last night Gemma and I started scouting for the location where we would have our joint 21st birthday celebrations. The plan was go to Jo's, eat a little food, go for a bit of a crawl, having a drink at each establishment while checking out their function rooms.

What actually happened was Gemma hung around outside the lab where I was a student in a prac class being demostrated by one of the guys from Linda's 21st, among others. Linda's buddy, Patrick, never ceased to make fun of me. Many a times he tried to get the hipflask full of vodka that had made it to Linda's house but, oddly enough, wasn't carried into a Biochemistry prac. But try convincing Patrick that.

Gemma and I then jump on a tram and slowly proceed to Jo's house while I quiz Gemma on what type of cat food the hypothetical dog shouldn't be eating. This is all part of a large advertisement in a certificate course's clothing to promote a certain type of pet food that I don't feel the urge to advertise after all the free promotion they got from me last night.

We get of the tram and find outselves at Jo's house. Only we don't find Jo at Jo's house. We track her down at work which is not where we thought it was and ask her to return to her dwelling promptly please. We then sit on the side walk eating chips and drinking Big M's from the petrol station across the road, abating the hunger that had been developing throughout the afternoon.

Jo rocks up and apologises for the mess.

I would like to point out that Jo always apologises for the mess. And then she opens the door and it's cleaner than any room in my house.

But this time she was right. As it turns out her dog, Sebastian, has a new hobby. This hobby involves stealing rolls of toilet paper from the bathroom (the complete lack of which is something else Jo felt the urge to apologise for) and slowly but surely destroying them. The result of all this is a slightly energetic puppy and a loungeroom that appears to have contained a small snow storm.

So we all sit down. Gem and I aren't hungry anymore, but Jo is. But she's exhausted. So rather than go get food we sit and chat for two or so hours.

Then we decide to go get food. And so we sit a while longer and argue over where to eat. We eventually decide. We eventually stand up. We get down to the restaurant and I wind up devouring a porterhouse steak in front of two vegetarians. Whoops.

We scope out the Stellar Bar. It seemed alright. We then leave there and wind up at EQ where the manager refuses to listen to the party that we are describing and tells us how to plan the party we aren't asking for. The conversation travels onto good pubs in the city, wine bars in god-knows where, Jo's 21st, the manager's 21st, the manager's stepson, women's liberation and more parties that we may or may not want to throw.

By this stage its midnight. I think she had us talking for at least an hour and thus far hasn't gotten any cash out of us. I feel like that was a small victory.

So our plans were somewhat rejected because the only acohol consumed was Jo's lemon lime and bitters with dinner. Hmm.

The only conclusion we reached is that Gem and I aren't sure what we really want to do for the party. Ahh, bugger.

The Award goes to...

Something I learnt today: what my exam timetable looks like
Something that made me laugh today: Mark's choice of greeting

Well, I certainly had an interesting weekend. Friday night brought Linda's 21st birthday party, friends and family gathered to eat, drink and freeze to death in her back yard. After all the effort we went to with her birthday present the damn thing still wasn't ready (sorry).

So we drank, and danced and we made fun of everyone's favourite Biochemist in front of one of his PhD students (here's hoping he doesn't mention us).

So, I spend the night wandering around, drinking, breaking glasses and being stared at by Aidan. I think, realistically, the less said about Aidan the better. I now kinda wish he had eaten some of the walnut-ridden chocolate cake.

So the day started with me sneaking out of bed to make toast and start cleaning Linda's backyard. I watched a little Simpsons and then drove home.

As I turn into my street I notice a great deal of cars parked in it and wonder what on earth is going on. I get closer to my house and remember that the guy across the road is auctioning his house that day at 12:30. It'[s about quarter to one. Whoops. The auctioneer is pointing at someone outside my neighbour's house. The entire crowd stares at me. The guy standing in my driveway moves out of my way (but strangely enough, doesn't move out of my driveway) in order to let me in. Whoops. Then I grab my pillow and sleeping bag and enter the house. No one asked, but I'm sure they realised what I'd been up to. Whoops.

Saturday was a normal day until after work. I drive out to the Mentone RSL and sit down at the Cooper Family table. We're playing in a trivia match to raise funds for Sean's hockey team. I'll admit my contribution was minimal, and no one at the table hesitated to point it out. But there were a few questions that I managed to answer, leading me to believe that it was worth my being there.

The Coops team won a prize for getting the most answers right in the quote round. Hooray. A box of chocolates for us all to share and use to bribe the judges with. We also won the grand prize, the Bright Sparks Award for 2005. By all of two points I think. Each of us wound up walking out of the RSL with a bottle of red wine in one hand (it's quite beyond me what I'll do with that) and a spark plug screwed into a plank of wood. How quaint.