Monday, April 24, 2006

Captain's Log: stardate Monday, 24 April 2006

Don't ask. I don't know.

Well well well, its been a while na ja? Tonnes of stuff has happened since the last ... oh bugger it, this never comes out the way I want it to - I always get the need to write when I'm outside feeding the budgies or watering the plants or some such thing and as soon as I get in front of the computer everything just vanishes. Okeydokes from now on I'm just gonna write stuff down as I think of it.






hmmm that didn't go as well as I'd planned it.

I've noticed something recently though - I'm a control freak when it comes to writing plays. Random, but its been on my mind. Too many stage directions, that's my problem. But luckily Jess told me recently that they're taught to ignore stage directions in acting school unless they're really important... so I'm just going to bold all my stage directions from now on. That or stick to writing stories. Am contemplating putting Doors up so people can tell me what on earth it is about... ok. Will publish if this entry gets atleast one comment (amnotdesperate) Moving on. I got an email from Flea up in Germany today which was nice - she's going to see the Lion King (damn!) so am sorely tempted to ask her to bootleg it for me... plan? I think so.

Am still in a ridiculously smiley mood, its definitely been a good week.

Saturday
Saturday before last was fun - managed to find to AWB building, reignited my longing for a trick-kite, went bowling with a bunch of friends (I have no upper arm strength! Why do I bother going to the gym?) and it was good, if I'm ever in a bowling championship... stop laughing... I know the team I want. After that we were meant to go back to Mike's for a gathering but got a bit distracted. Its not that we didn't want to go... its just... well... Zac said he'd go if Mark went, Mark said he'd go if I went so naturally I said I'd go just the be difficult. So Maskell drove us to UWA where Zac was parked, we (minus Alex) drove around for a bit and stopped at Red Rooster for "fortification" as none of us planned on drinking at the party. So we're at Red Rooster and I get a call from Maskell - she's cooking marinated chicken - do we want any? More chicken? Yes. Well. Sort of. And we end up standing around a bbq chatting away as she cooks her chicken. Then somebody said they hadn't seen the Life of Brian. You HAVE to have seen the life of Brian at some point in your life. We watched the Life of Brian - it was good (although Holy Grail is arguably better). Life of Brian ends, 80's hits countdown comes on. Zax's (that's it, that's the 7th time I've spelt Zac's name that way and that's how its going to stay!) cousin called and we watched the countdown. Soph wonders where we are and we tell her we'll be there soon. We chat to Zax's cousin and watch the countdown some more (The Final Countdown didn't win! Why? why?). Somebody discovers a boardgame type thing. Somebody discovers a frizbee type thing. Start to fear for my safety if we don’t go to Mike’s.
The most fun thing you can do is arrive at a party almost four hours late. Naturally, by this time everybody was quite pissed (and naturally denying that fact) and so the group of us was dutifully followed around until it was time to leave. We missed making ‘grass-angels’. Damn.

Sunday
Then came Easter Sunday which was good for a number of reasons (in no particular order) i) chocolate and ii) Mark asked me out, which was absolutely lovely of him, and a first for me. Yes – I’m one of those innocents that you see on “news” programs such as Today Tonight and A Current Affair. From this I also discovered how fast news/gossip travels around – I had Kirani on the phone within the hour ‘awww’ing me quite effectively.

Monday/Tuesday
I’m assuming I studied on Monday and Tuesday, mainly because I don’t remember much about those days.

Wednesday
I returned to my house-sitting position (she bought me a parasol from her holiday!!) and so I dutifully looked after Minnie the crazy cat and watched copious amounts of Whose Line and Skithouse on foxtel amoung other, less TV related things… like going to lunch.

Thursday
Driving lesson – Kay tells me scary things about being a bus driver.
Vow never to be a bus driver.

Friday
Have my hair done – make the mistake of saying a sentence with the words "do", "what", "you", and "like" scattered about to a hairdresser. Hair is now layered (which is nice) but unfortunately now spend all day shoveling hair out of my face ala Bernard Black in either The Fixer or Fever, I don't remember which.

*Am sticking a picture in here to help break up the text... I know I always scroll down to see if there are any pictures in a great wad of text*



Norton AV... Bah.

Saturday
My brothers leave for Singapore! Relaxing! Clean! Quiet! Nah, there buying me DVDs, bless ‘em.
Bowling again – first game w/o bumpers – Zax wins (he’s on my championship team) and I score many zeros and a few spares (consistency?)
- second game played with bumpers, used to full extent, one of us almost manages to break machine with errant pin and green bowling ball
After that was Alanah and Megan’s birthday – which was fun despite there being a rift in the juke-box music (rap v the Macerena… the Macerena won out needless to say). All in all good fun, although I do worry about some (you know who you are my dear)

And that in a roundabout way brings me to today.
Monday
8am Calculus is hell
Took my laptop to uni in the hope of doing some more chem noting, no such luck. Two hours of Hangaroo later and our best score is only 6/10… damnable Cuban basil and mountains that have ‘j’ in their name.






Oh lordy… “A mild sense of menace”… Ice Age 2 is PG because of a mild sense of menace. In that case here’s my scale:

No menace = G = Teletubbies(No) Paint Drying(No) Example?
Mild sense of menace = PG = All Disney Films or any show in which there is a problem that needs to be solved. Also, Sophie when she tells you she’s “planning something”... in fact put that one in the next section
Intermediate Sense of menace = M = Harry Potter (yes, just him), the Howard Government, axolotls
Substantial sense of menace = MA = Tele-evangelists, those adds for sms competitions in which the fine print reads “$4 for all messages sent and received. Total number of 15 messages recieved per month. To stop messages text your soul to…”
Menacing sense of menace = R = Clowns



Ok. Am done rambling. Must do some work... perhaps will read through Crim assignment/watch the comedy festival from last night.

Till later then,
C.


PS - things start to get a little wierd about half-way down this post, mainly because the ruddy thing deleted itself on me and needed to be retyped after about an hour of careful yoga-esque relaxation techniques.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

ha ha..all sounds well ...Go u n Katsa! Aww! lol...And yeh I always write a post in my blog then bump 1 button on the keyboard n the whole bloody page goes ..everything so I waste like 30 mins of my time n then its up 2 me whether I can be bothered typing it all over again or not..lol...well it doesnt happen all the time..only like sumtimes..lol..Ok must go...I am buggered from work! Cyas Elle**

Pirateguybrush said...

It's about time you posted again. What's "Doors"? I'm intrigued, please post it. Sounds like you've been having an eventful time lately, congratulations on your new relationship :). Too bad about your group arriving so late to the party a while back, grass angels were awesome :P. If I may present a shameless plug; you've mentioned you're a gamer, so my latest blog post may be of interest to you - it's an exploration of emotion in games.

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Pirateguybrush said...

"Well you're first mistake was assuming he understands metaphors"

I think I've found another superfluous apostrophe...

Caitlin said...

Oooh - you're right... That's terrible... I'll fix it now!

Caitlin said...

Ok. Muuuuch better.

Anonymous said...

OMG ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT IF I'D ACTUALLY READ YOUR BLOG MONTHS AGO I COULD HAVE FOUND OUT ABOUT YOU AND MARK WHEN IT ACTUALLY HAPPENED INSTEAD OF LIKE TWO WEEKS LATER WHEN EVERYONE WAS LIKE, BEC THAT'S OLD NEWS, YOU SUCK AND ARE OFFICIALLY OUT OF THE LOOP?!?!?!?!?! gah. annoyed. psychology is a stupid unit that should be killed.