tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28025532011-08-01T15:50:22.328-07:00life, vegemite and what I think about various things I find on and off the Web.JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comBlogger19511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-11409040587234319812010-08-31T19:35:00.000-07:002010-08-31T21:14:21.534-07:00

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I'm over here at the moment. blogging about my new book and Melbourne in general...

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six months! that is a long time between posts. here is the reason I've been so quiet. actually, that's not the reason, it's a blog about the reason. but you get the idea.since I started this blog ten years ago, it's got harder to get attention in the blogosphere...I remember when there were few enough blogs that it was easy to start a small like-minded community, get to know each other and meet

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-50997354515754184802009-11-26T15:27:00.000-08:002009-11-26T15:28:55.951-08:00

Comedy traffic schools for road offenders: this is only the abstract, but it proves my point: Ameicans need everything sugar coated.

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I seem to have transferred my occasional bloggy impulses onto Facebook. which is a pity because my life is so interesting right now. not.it's all insane levels of exercise, trying to get the book finished and the occasional jailbreak to the beach for a quick surf.

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in America, you can't get more than 145 miles from a Big Mac.

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-15851230202135526932009-10-04T16:59:00.000-07:002009-10-04T17:04:34.753-07:00

it's been raining upstream. Really raining. The Yarra is, for a change, swollen and powerful-looking. Along the stretch I ride beside in Kew, the water now swirls around the branches that once leaned over the surface, reaching down. I suppose the banks, long dry, are being undercut and some trees will fall. The river is broader and faster-moving. And because of the soil washing down from upstream

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the first in what may be a series of unfunny pieces rejected by the New Yorker's Shouts and Murmurs column:''Quality journalism is not cheap…The digital revolution has opened many new and inexpensive distribution channels, but it has not made content free. We intend to charge for all our news web sites”- Rupert MurdochDear Mr Rupert Murdoch,I wish to offer my views on the August 25, 2010 edition

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and Sedaris went to lunch at Lake House...

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I can't believe this is only the SECOND googld result for "eu subcommittee boring".surely it should be #1?

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JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-27099569899851542182009-06-18T19:16:00.000-07:002009-06-18T19:18:38.718-07:00

dog cloning:"I think 99 percent of the time people should get their pets from shelters," he told AFP."But can we agree though that one percent of the time if you have a one in a million dog and you have the money to pay for it, you should be able to go to either a breeder or a clone."....this man can clone a large mammal, but seems to lose out a bit on the maths front....

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-14356481307942281942009-06-03T19:31:00.001-07:002009-06-03T19:33:39.866-07:00

sorry, did I miss something? it's June 4, 2009 and the Chinese Government is complaining about how Chinese students are treated in Australia?surely today is Chinese-authorities-should-jut-shut-up-day?

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just to demonstrate that pathetic fandom still exists after 40...I have to blog this...Tim Minchin called me a genius!yes, he may have meant it in a slightly sarcastic way...but all the same...I bought tickets to his Comedy Festival shows way back in November last year. this was so early that I scored front row, centre, seats. Then disaster struck: we tried about six babysitters and couldn't find

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maproom blog

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maproom blog

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brochure for mapping confernce I've just missed...not that I would have gone I guess, but interesting mob

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am I the only one thinking that thermal imaging of whale trails might be a little too useful to the Japanese whalers if they get hold of the technology?

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poetry lost and found...birdman eating uses pages from old books to put under the iron pans it serves its eggs in...I thought the poem Andrew had a few weeks back was lovely, in an oldfashioned melancholy way, but the grease got to it and now the actual words have gone from my mind.more permanent, however, is this old sanskrit poem that I saw tattooed in longhand script on the nape of a young

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oooh...an op shop website/blog...linked to maps...nice

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-82582772902786814382009-01-22T17:03:00.000-08:002009-01-22T17:04:23.474-08:00

Barack Obama's reading list

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less blogging, more real writing.but sometimes it's the small things that drive you to the keyboard.and after five years of waiting, I'm pleased to be able to record that my jacaranda tree is finally blooming. they're only small blooms, and the purple isn't quite that deep shade that I adore; but they're blooms. now all I have to do is get the lawn underneath to something approximating green and

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"This project has been assisted by the Australian Government through the Australia Council for the Arts, its arts funding and advisory body." that would be this projectyes, on my third attempt, I have managed to push my way past the other developing-writer piglets to get my snout in the trough of government funding.with the result that I now have to write an, um, book. about representations and

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-11430093304343001482008-09-04T18:38:00.000-07:002008-09-04T18:40:04.519-07:00

have new voice recognition software. I think it's still taking longer to take out the typos than to actually type the copy correctly myself. and the typos are sneakier, as they are real words but in the wrong places, whereas typing errors tend to be findable easily by Word.for example:shall I compare of the two a summer's day? Thou art for lovely and more temperate rough winds to shake the

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just what I need in my life: another blog. I'm hoping this will be the project that has wings, so giving it its own space seemed a good idea.

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An invitation to play:On Sunday mornings, the narrow bike track through the park that connects North Fitzroy, North Carlton and down into Parkville is busy; a contrast to the weekday mornings when I often have to myself, or myself and one or two random dogs with their walkers. This morning, the first day of spring, there are small packs of wobbly middleaged ladies on bikes; elderly locals

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have I blogged about surfing? probably not, I don't blog anything much anymore.3 1/2 days in Noosa, fired up by reading Tim Winton's Breath, which is MUCH better than Dirt Music and should have been longlisted for the Booker but hasn't...anyway, hurled myself into some waves with complete lack of style and grace. got out the back on the ocean beaches despite having no idea how to get back.

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In Central Victoria, water is scarce. No one waters a garden; the streets have a tired, dusty feel, and even when purple-grey clouds mass overhead, there's only a sense of foreboding, not hope: thunderstorms also bring lightning, fire. This hot day, I drive to the Castlemaine public pool from my hideaway just outside town. Most reasonable-sized towns in Victoria have pools like this, relics from

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things don't seem to be going well for my aspirational friend. his blog of affirmations is now a spam blog offering cheap loans. pity. I was kind of hoping he'd get the big house, the fast car and the beautiful wife. I am still not Married Johnny Depp.so this affirmation thing is bs, decided once and for all.

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Safari on Mac and Javascript, they are not friends. I keep not being able to use drop-down menus, and now the draft function of Blogger is crashing Safari. and anyway, the draft from New York that I wanted, the one about how I used to adore Dave Eggers and his mob unconditionally, but the turning away of my disappointed four-year-old in the rain from the Superhero Supply Shop has brought about

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nothing on email. coffee not kicked in yet so randomly went to Blogger and clicked on a recently updated blog (they flash past like express trains these days).and found this - the 2013-dated affirmation blog of a man who is probably in Indonesia or Malaysia or similar, probably has nothing (particularly not a house like this or a woman like this), but who clearly has some strange cargo-cult

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-14814674561048298732008-04-01T19:58:00.000-07:002008-04-01T20:14:30.564-07:00

two posts to put up on one day; and as it's "a poor sort of memory that works only backwards", I'll do today's now and the one from two weeks ago later. Jet lag. Like a dream of being awake in the middle of the night; but it's bright and trams and bikes are rolling by. I wake up at 6.30 am. It's not ligt yet; it could be midnight (it is in Vegas).By seven, the sun is just rising. I keep it behind

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oh hooray. another movie. my average must be approaching one a quarter. and, strangely enough given my stated preferences and tendency to hide my eyes behind my hands when there's blood on the screen, another very violent one. No Country for Old Men; you don't need me to tell you it's good; none of the reviews I've read, however, noted the originality of the dialogue and the depth of

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Fridays are Mummy Days at the moment. Today seemed a particularly long one, possibly due to the prone form of Daddy lying in the bedroom having a sick day off work while I cleaned, cooked and amused the child. Fortunately there was a visit from the grandparents to break up the uninterrupted joy of motherhood.reading: David Sedaris. If I'd been born gay and Greek in the American midwest, I could

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horrifying fact: the review of Eastern Promises below, dated October 25, is the last time I saw a movie. maybe it's because I've been bouncing out of bed early to ride every day, but I just don't seem to have the stamina for movies that finish after 10 any more. good legs, underdeveloped mind...

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What do you do when you've tidied up your study, packed away all the 2007 calendars, re-sorted the unread books piles, written a list of places to submit work and connected up the new keyboard you got for Christmas? Right. You blog. Consider this my official procrastination blog for 2008.Year began well with a brilliant camping week at Cape Conran, though there wasn't much surf (didn't I mention

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ah, the things that drive one back to blogging. like being alone in the house after 9.30, so it's too late to call anyone...and not strictly alone, as husband and kid are both in bed...and really, really wanting to rave about the movie you've just seen...so of course you think "I'll blog it". I've always had time for David Cronenberg's particular weirdness. And ever since Lord of the Rings, Viggo

JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-26757477414302557292007-09-10T18:56:00.000-07:002007-09-10T18:57:29.850-07:00

hey, now I'm getting really narked. the archives only go back to 2001. this blog is way older than that.

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right, so now I have archives but this newfangled xml thing won't accept my old list of images, links etc. I did save a copy of the html, but when I try to put it back, it spits it right back at me. so I'm stuck with this new look and no pix.

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ah, this I remember. stuffing around for ages trying to get the blog to look right. sigh. memories. archives missing, will find. :)

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February? really? if it didn't contain a lot from when I blogged ten times a day, I'd let it die a natural death. what have I done since February? got back on my bike. doubled my swimming session distance. tried to surf (and have the sandpapered knees to prove it). not read enough books. completed my honours thesis. set up a rental flat, which is supposed to be my mini-job. worked a little, but

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gotta say, the crazier Britney Spears gets, the more I like her. so she shaved off her hair? big deal. it's hair, people. just hair. so the pop idol isn't staying clean and pretty? why should she?

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actually, the comic book show is still on, until 25/2. so now I have to choose between that and the Arkley at the NGV. no time to do both.

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I'm on Blogger New, whether I like it or not. Noticed in the process that I have made 1,906 posts to this blog so far, even though I treat it like an ugly cousin to be kept in the basement these days. (all complaints about that comment to jennysinclairATgmail.com please - I've realised lately that I'm missing out on criticism of me because I have been inactive in the blogosphere)anyway, the

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the litmusphere; an online version of a print magazine I was in a while back. go and surf around; lots of slightly odd writers and illustrators from Melbourne and beyond.

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3000 in the east village

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more apts, , and more

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2br in the village; expensive, but

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village flat

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another

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/begin NY obsession/an apartment in the East Village

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seeing as it's now compulsory, I finally went and looked at YouTube. and I'm sure there are gems in there. but so far I've watched three foolish-dancing videos, one commercial but sexy rock video, one incomprehensible video, and one video of a dog of the same breed as mine playing soccer. there was also one of a dog "doing his business" but I can see that for free at home. the "channels" seem

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from the department of environment's PR machine: The world could achieve significant reductions in greenhouse gases simply by changing the ‘standby’ power standards for household appliances like TVs and computers, Minister for the Environment and Heritage, Senator Ian Campbell, told an international forum in Zurich today -- media release attached.Senator Campbell is at an international

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the big issue seller at the market is called Jim. I know this because he wears a name tag, and because people there greet him as Jim. he's not particularly endearing, or clean; he smokes continually and never smiles. but he's been selling at the market for years.yesterday he came up to me and said, as usual "copy of the big issue, ma'am?". sometimes I say yes, but yesterday I said "not today,

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florence broadhurst stuff

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i have a strange weakness for dilapidated old houses: this is the latest target of my obsession. the lack of a photograph of the bathroom probably indicates that it is not worth laying eyes on. it's a two-hour drive from Melbourne, in the middle of nowhere. and I already have a crappy money pitbut I want it anyway.

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Your Personality ProfileYou are dependable, popular, and observant.Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.You are unique, creative, and expressive.You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!The World's Shortest Personality Test

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some more of my favourite spam sender names: Obedient E. DendriteCoolness B. ShrinkReminisced V. PampasI've been trying to find a gig or album by the maddeningly elusive band The Exotics since I heard them on PBS a while back: now they have a show on Saturday night, but we're having friends over and I can't go. Is it old-fashioned of me to expect that they'd have a web site or something? seeing

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from the website of my uni writing course: read closely-be able to demonstate research and analytical skills; -be able to demonstrate attention to detail;

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may Jim Martell and his ilk rot in hell.

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this is my response to thisDear Growing Esteem people,Thanks for your letter of May 8, signed by Glyn Davis. In line with my commitment to not receiving unnecessary paper, could you please remove me from your mailing list for this project? While doing so, could you please correct your records; I'm surprised that a progressive university would automatically address anyone as Miss. Ms is fine,

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camberwell market

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this beggars belief. the cover of today's Age has a pic of a forklift delivering the wrong coffin at Tullamarine.now, I am not a military-type person. but I have a nephew in the air force, and my grandfather served in WWII. and you do not send Australian servicemen home with "contractors". You do not leave their coffins on the tarmac, or even use a forklift. you use human beings to lift the

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dear City of Yarra planning dept, and one planner in particular: this is what you don't do.. you don't send me a letter telling me that under subsection x(y)z, I "must" provide more drawings of an unclear nature. you don't reply to my email asking why the photo I sent in isn't enough information with the phrase "it is noted that". you don't suggest, when my child starts crying in the background,

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I want to know: who makes up the names that spammers email under? my spam box (Gmail does a great job of filtering, btw) currently includes correspondence from Tundra P. Hollyhock, Boadicea Jablonksi, Jehovah Darling and the fabulous Inhumane H. Idolaters.This is more than someone with little English trawling the dictionary for words. this is humour that even Monty Python would appreciate.

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can't believe we're prepared to stop media coverage of an event in a public place (the Yarra River) in order to protect media profits for one organisation. if that's the price of funding these big events with sponsorship, we shouldn't have them at all. seriously.

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the Commonwealth Games are fast approaching and oops, I forgot to buy tickets. the truth is that while I'll be vaguely interested in the whole production, I don't really care. not enough to use up a rare outing on watching people sweat around a track. and given that the paper this morning had a photo of a flying tram, for goodness' sake, I'm not sorry I'm not going to the opening ceremony, either.

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the site won't let me pinch this photo, but it's just amazing: the Canberra bushfires of three years ago.

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that's it: I am officially an old fogey. having decided not to try to get tix to the Rolling Stones, partly on principle and partly because I couldn't access the Web site, I took my son to childcare down the street.On the way back, I saw a car driving very slowly and unsteadily. the driver, of course, was texting or dialling on her mobile phone. I considered running after her and bashing on the

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warning: idly typing an ancestor's unusual name into Google can make your head spin. this cached site appears to go back around 500 years; my great-great grandfather was one of them.

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comment of the week, from the chief prosecutor at Guantanamo Bay: "We will ensure a fair trial for the terrorists held here". those might not be the exact exact words, but he did say "terrorists". not suspects. not detainees. terrorists. yeah, looks like a fair trial from here.

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prices on request

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more here

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three here and more here

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a gallery with a picture but no prices or other info...

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emily

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and a couple here

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art database

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emily. more emily. even more. and here

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you have to love the internet. without it, you'd never have been required to tell a computer the name of your dog and your baby before you could do a bank transaction. (security measures). talk about personalised service.

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merry Christmas to me: best present so far: tix to Antony and the Johnsons, whose CD is my favourite evening-on-the-highway driving music and whose tour had somehow slipped my notice, so the tix were a total surprise. we're sitting right up the back in the last row, but I don't care. it's going to be fabulous. (Did I ever mention how much I used to like Boy George).

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early stuff is cheaperand an auction house that had a few a while back

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early stuff is cheaper

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more emily

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gloria p

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and here. thank God for blogs, as Microsoft's fine product keeps crashing. I only have 23 windows open!

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a nice Emily and another

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some things I'd like to buy can be found here and here and here. I am still kicking myself I didn't get a leaf form by Holly Grace when I could; now it seems she's moved on to different colours etc. and I wanted these ones. sob.

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oh lord. will the nabobs at the City of Yarra never get their act together?In July, I made a booking for a room for a family Christmas do. there will be maybe 40 adults and 25 kids at this thing. last night I got an email requesting final payment, which I'd forgotten (the letter I received said it was "confirmed", so I actually thought I'd paid). no problem, I thought, I'll pay by credit card

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questions for today: if a Christmas card addressed to Elizabeth, David, Lola and Boo, with no return address but warm gushing feelings from Marie on the inside, lands in your letterbox by mistake, (addressed to your street number, in a street with an unusual name, so you're sure it's just the number that's wrong) and there are maybe 80 house in your street; are you obliged to print up a little

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my last day "at the office" is going something like this: feed baby. pay bills. write something. deal with messed up Coles Online delivery (15+minutes on the phone!). write some more. redirect to husband enquiry from tradesman who assumes that I, being female, am in charge of cleaning products (said tradesman was installing speakers for husband). write some more. check bank account for big payout

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wtf? I mean really, wtf? I don't know these people, these blond-haired shirtless men and snarling women. I also don't really know the Lebanese men, but I guess I don't expect to. Come to think of it, even though I'm a fourth generation-plus Australian-born citizen, I never did know those people; but last time I saw them they were just picking on the weak and the different amongst themselves, when

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wearing: My "I (heart) NY" T-shirt. Because it's the 25th anniversary.feeling: redundant. after 8 years I will shortly no longer be an employee of the mighty Age. what's next?

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moral calculations: I can see how this Google Books thing could be a great timewaster...

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we have a new TV. not just any TV, but a 43" plasma that makes our lounge room feel like an electronics showroom. It arrived yeseterday and as soon as the installers left, I turned it on and then caught myself getting interested in a daytime soap; the picture is that pretty. this morning it was the music videos, featuring the new INXS frontman, who might actually have a good voice, but will never

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I think I should give up blogging. there are so many good blogs out there now, as a random surf through blogger's next blog button shows, that no one could ever read them all. (plus a few that are probably not good blogs but demonstrate that a random search turns up random posts, like an encounter with Erik Estrada and a fishing blog.plus the obligatory NaNoWriMo participantand an advertising

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why French women don't get fat? I'll bloody well tell you why; they all live up five flights of quaint, steep stairs. they have no lift. they climb said stairs three times a day. my calves hurt. also, they drink much coffee and smoke several packs of cigarettes a day. they all die of lung cancer at 34, before they can get old and wrinkly and fat. yesterday I saw a woman who made ugg boots look

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