jolly good! my new furniture got delivered this morning. the front living room has become a temporary storeroom for my microwave, fridge etc. it'll probably stay that way until i find a place to rent.

getting the queen size mattress up the stairs was a right shit. i pulled from the top of the stairs, my sister pushed from the bottom and dad lifted from under the mattress. it's so bulky it kept tipping to one side knocking whole rows of photos off the hooks. at one point i fell on my ass and let go of it but we got the mattress into my room after much huffing and puffing. teehee. now i have shelves on top of other shelves because the bed took up so much room that there's literally no floorspace except for two narrow strips. strangely enough, my room looks larger. i'll get around to taking some photos next saturday, right now i'm exhausted and still sick from the flu.

so all i need now is N (or gerard butler would be nice) to share this bed with me. teehee. 

anyway, we went to see grandma in hospital. she was taken there friday night and apparently some snot-brained ass of a truck driver crashed into the ambulance and grandma fell off her stretcher. she's currently in the stroke unit. so my uncle flew in from sri lanka and is probably with her right now. she's allowed one night visitor only. 
 
really, really hope she recovers but i wouldn't want to see her a hooked up to a machine and unable to respond to anything. argh. how horrible life is sometimes.

dad is watching a sri lankan tele-drama. urgh. heh. 

anyway, there's a respiratory tract infection going around work and i had an inkling that i'd get it after a three year old sneezed in my face several times. and after having to stand in the rain for almost an hour on thursday i was ready to collapse. i called in sick this morning and went to the doctor but work contacted me and i had to go in for the late shift. aaargh! aaaaaargh!!! so i went. and i have NO idea how i stood upright. driving back was bizarrely dangerous. i kept veering off in strange directions. i was meant to pick up a pizza for dinner but the thought of having to park the car, get out into the cold and wait in line for a piece of battered dough seemed to need too much effort. so it was straight home and in to a very hot shower. 

completely exhausted now and still have to shift all my things into the second bathroom temporarily so i can get my new bed in when it gets delivered on sunday. how i wish i could take a week off and sleep! but no. hmmm... wonder if i've got a pay in the bank so i can actually help pay for my new furniture. that trench coat i saw at westfields would be nice to have too.

and i must always remember that even princess diana had to suffer. so a pauper like myself should have to suffer also. yes. right. anyway, i'm watching gerard butler videos so life's not that bad. thank god for gerard butler. 

yes so today was my 25th. i spent this nice occasion at not-so-nice work wiping snotty noses, mopping up piss and changing nappies. ahh the joys (or otherwise) of working at a preschool. so it was nice to come home to a most sinful chocolate mudcake of which i'm afraid i had a little too much (to the effect that i now feel i've eaten two small hippos). bleerrgh.

hmmm... wish so much that N was here too. anyway i took some pictures. 

my desk calendar on today's date.

so this is the price i have to pay for going to a shit hole of a high school and mooning about a complete ass instead of studying hard for an accounting degree. 

i could crawl under a rock. i am nothing.

yes so i have found full-time work. i'll be starting on the 14th and hopefully won't be fired by the end of the week. it's not a teaching job, but i'll still be working with children. *shrugs* who am i to complain - i have no work history. so today i drove to that place and picked up some staff forms and 2 work shirts, after which i drove to westpoint for some shopping. *note that this was the first time ever that i have driven to westpoint.

anyhow, i watched people push some sort of button and out came a ticket after a faint whirring sound. so i bravely drove up to the ticket machine, wound down my window, stuck out my arm, and found that i couldn't reach the sodding machine. so i unbuckled my seat-belt, shoved my botty over and tried to reach it but still couldn't. arrgh. arrgh. and other drivers were hooting at me. i was forced to park my car and get out of it in order to reach the bloody button. and as soon as i had the ticket in my hand, i had to dash back in my car, put it on drive and get through the closing gate or i'd be stuck under it. there was no time for the seat-belt. and as i was turning a corner, i spotted a police car coming towards me. so panicking, i quickly formed an elaborate excuse as to why i had no seat-belt on and was about to start stammering out loud when i noticed that the police drove past without even looking in my direction. PHE-EW!

luckily there were loads of empty parking bays and i managed to get one that wasn't right at the back in some dark and seedy corner. so i was really hot by this time and took my trench coat off, at which point i began to smell something very nasty. and there, on my pants were 2 distinctly brown spots that i knew had to be something the cat had left. ARRGH! ARRGH! 

why? why me? why does the cat like to sleep in the freshly washed laundry basket? anyway, i (with the smelly pants on) went to westpoint to find some black cardigans for work but couldn't find the sort of thing i was looking for. it seemed like a waste of time to come home empty handed though so i bought some sneakers and 2 super trench coats i found on sale.  

shoe registry: 75 pairs.

my current obsession (and it's been an obsession for quite a while) is with jenny nimmo's children of the red king series, which is a set of fantasy novels about charlie bone, a picture traveller. 

following the classic boarding school story tradition, which, if i was listening properly during my children's lit lectures in my third year of university, is a recurrent theme in children's fantasy fiction, charlie is sent to 'bloor's academy' where he meets other children who are also endowed with special talents. anyway, it is essentially a good vs bad plotline, with quite a lot of interesting characters and quests. 

so, i thought to check for updates on jenny nimmo's official site. and WAH-HAY! she's completed book seven, charlie bone and the shadow of badlock. it's going to be released in september 2008. interesting news.

and what is even more interesting is that warner brothers has acquired screen rights to midnight for charlie bone, the first in the series, and the following 4 books as well. i'm curious about who's been cast as paton yewbeam (charlie's uncle). yes, he is another fictional male character that i have completely and utterly fallen in love with. sadly. anyway, richard armitage would make for a brilliant paton yewbeam.

this means that i now of course have to buy all seven books. currently i have been borrowing them from my sister.

*BANGS HEAD AGAINST WALL* sri lanka lost the cricket. disgracefully. and the cat did a very projectile bit of vomit on the armchair. i thought he had coughed up an internal organ because there was this white-ish thing that looked like a piece of rutabaga. i thought maybe it might be his spleen or something. then my sister pointed out that it would have had blood all over it if it was an internal organ. hmph. anyway, i have cleaned the cat vomit. urgh. 

i feel like a glass of chilled white wine now. not that i have any. i also feel like shagging gerard butler. but don't have him either.

hmm well i seem to find myself engaged. i feel a bit like muriel actually, except i'm not getting married to a south african swimmer with a dodgy personality. i wonder if i'll get presents in april. teehee. if i'm to get married, i would probably move out some time during christmas 2008. which means, this time next year i'll be living in a rented house. so i should probably start looking at rental properties. and apparently i should learn how to cook some traditional sri lankan meals because N is obviously used to that sort of thing. well it can't be too hard can it. i'd like to think of myself as a black nigella lawson from the cooking channel. heh. i can cook. a little.

anyway WAH-HAY! i have dear frankie on tape! THANK GOD FOR SBS!

jolly good! i am back from a 3 week stay in colombo. and i am no longer a single girl. it is a bizarre thing. teehee.

anyway, the first week was rather boring and i wanted to eat my own foot for amusement. and then mum and i went to stay with my grandfather in colombo 5, and grandpa had a manservant who was so fantastic we didn't have to cook or wash up once. this little gecko type thing that could be found clinging to the walls of every house in sri lanka dropped onto my leg while i was having a shower and i almost died of fright! and a strange man pinched my ass while i was shopping. grrr.

and actually i have found that lingering by the male toilets whilst at the airport is a good way of meeting cute european males with very sexy accents. yah. yah. this of course is problematic if you try to get on their plane, which mum and i did by mistake. i was wondering why there were so many cute english blokes on a plane to adelaide when the man at customs pointed out that our flight was at a much later time and people were actually boarding a flight for england. gah!

since the arrival of that accursed last installment from jkr, i have been very, very disenchanted. i have realised that having a serious relationship with a sodding piece of fiction is perilous to oneself.

here is a list of why my copy of harry potter and the deathly hallows should be lying in the trash:

1. harry was a shit, people had died for him but he didn't seem too flustered.

2. dumbledore turned out to be a wanker.

3. bellatrix lestrange was killed by mrs weasley. seems odd. this is BELLATRIX LESTRANGE, if trained aurors couldn't kill her how in the name of ass did mrs weasley do it? i would have bought it if she was frying lardons during the battle.

4. after proving himself a loyal friend in Ootp and Hbp, ronald weasley became intimate with his i'm-standing-in-potter's-shadow paranoia.

5. but bloody hell, if i had to wander around in a forest for that long i too would have chucked harry.

6. a whole precious chapter was wasted on xenophilius lovegood, what an unnecessary prick to have introduced in the final book. surely someone close to harry could have had the part.

7. exactly how did lily evans fall in love with james potter? i seem to have missed that crucial point. or was it NOT INCLUDED?

8. THE DEATHS OF TONKS AND LUPIN.

9. teddy lupin snogging the product of bill and fleur – fleur who was constantly TONKS BASHING in Hbp.

10. the epilogue.

other little things that were odd:

1. victor krum was at bill and fleur's wedding but charlie weasley conveniently stayed with the dragons in romania. he was probably involved in a breeding program and could not get away.

2. ginny weasley sort of became a part of the wallpaper or other pretty decoration.

3. albus severus potter. ALBUS SEVERUS potter. need i say more?

jkr is still in my opinion a genius, but i didn't like this at all.