saturday afternoon musings.

  • awesome quiet dinner with the gaz and waz. followed up with a marriage proposal from neville (neville, you rock my world. no folks, its not a real one) and some dancing.
  • singing champagne supernova loudly. and not caring. i love being free.
  • why is it whenever i stand up for myself i get an inkling of being fucked over? (built bridge, burnt down, roadmap destroyed and keeps walking)
  • Nicolas Cage got me thinking and nodding a ‘right the fuck on, mate’ this morning when I read a quote of his:
    “We are all here to ruin ourselves, break our hearts, Love the wrong people and die”
  • I love that I can splurt it all out. grieve it all, celebrate it all at one time, with you.
  • Pros and Cons Cigarette Game. Enough. Said. *grins at Will*
  • Nikola phoning. Always makes my week
  • Saturday morning phonecalls with my sister.
  • Wait wait. “Where did you get that jacket from???” WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Gaz and Waz. You.crack.me.up.you.blind.homos. 😀
  • I’m utterly addicted to twitter now. totally. it’s taken over my eyes.
  • I’m still confused by the statement “strategic friends”. If I had friends for strategy, I’d have a pretty pointless life, thanks. I reckon you know me a little better than that.
  • Kish’s birthday buzz made me smile.
  • Fire Through The Window summing it up for me, once again: …and the science that exists calms me down….
  • You and your INSANE text messages, smile-e.

Smiles, Smiles, Smiles.

I better get started on getting ready to say goodbye to Larcy and Cwaig.

Still Smiling.

quotes from this weekend

kim: “so his hobby is…”

SuperM: “are you into horses?”

Sheena: “i’m gay” (she was joking, lurkers)

Me: “at least my applicator does not roll away from me” (okay, okay this one’s from today but, hey, it was about the weekend)

Janet: “bribe car”

.all of which, for reasons i cannot explain without pictures and diagrams, mean nothing unless you are me. and im just writing these down for me.

but each of the people reading them know how much they made me laugh, because they were indicative of so much.

this weekend quite simply, rocked. there was a large percentage of time spent slacking and smiling.

seeing janet again, as beautiful as i know she has always been, but truly living it.

sitting at a table of women and for once in my life, not feeling like a complete freak. and, having a few things, yet again, affirmed by unexpected corner dwellers.

seeing seh in shock. knowing that she deserves all the adoration and so much more.

having a ‘domestic intrusion’ of epic proportions. including chinese food and bad humour and rack shots (ashleigh’s not mine, for a change. on that note, where are those photos, mmmmm? )

the will ‘n waz ‘help me get ready you bunch of homos’ routine.

you. for all that you are and are not.

knowing that sometimes, on a sunny saturday, life can be just awesome. just as it is.

i know it all comes down to ebb, flow, hold on and release.

being reminded that, even in my ‘no, really, take me as i am’ state, that i’m just super.

i cannot wait to tell you, one day, my not-so-little-anymore girl, how wonderful it was to hug you again on sunday, and have you say, “i has got a present for you. it’s my love”.

(on that note, if anyone can tell me when my child started learning lolcat, please let me know, thanks. wah)