Saturday, November 29, 2003


just responded to a request from my dear friend / teacher / mentor Margaret to have a quick look at her latest update of her Resources page, and thought it was worth sharing. Indeed, there are many precious and important works listed and linked on that page, many of which i have shared with Margaret on a glorious morning / afternoon here and there. I sincerely suggest a good thorough though leisurely browse of her site though, it is rich with resources, information and wonderful energies.

blessed be



Friday, November 28, 2003

Today's blog dedicated to Ashlar, because he's not his happy happy self with too much work to do, and lets face it, it's not good to piss ninja's off... and Goldie, coz i feel like it and as my friend Sheree always says: "every dog may have it's day, but every bitch gets her afternoon" just before she goes in to full revenge mode...

i feel a tad sick...
having a bento and a large mango bubble tea, which i picked up in the myer food court on the way home from town, was way way way too much for my tummy... ooo lookie.. more tapioca :D *groans*

anyway, there's a cheer up treat for ashlar if he looks closely, and being the eternal optimist that i am, i will share the words of Maude, as performed by the late Ruth Gordon, in Harold and Maude, written by Colin Higgins... "To me they will always be glorious birds..." and if you haven't seen it, and think i'm being cryptic again... then get out there and give it a go... tis my favourite movie of all time :-)

also, can't get this out of my head today:

Trouble by Cat Stevens

ALBUMS · Mona Bone Jakon (1969)· Footsteps in The Dark (1993)

Oh trouble set me free
I have seen your face
And it’s too much too much for me

Oh trouble can’t you see
You’re eating my heart away
And there’s nothing much left of me

I’ve drunk your wine
You have made your world mine
So won’t you be fair
So won’t you be fair

I don’t want no more of you
So won’t you be kind to me
Just let me go where
I’ll have to go there

Oh trouble move away
I have seen your face
And it’s too much for me today

Oh trouble can’t you see
You have made me a wreck
Now won’t you leave me in my misery

I’ve seen your eyes
And I can see death’s disguise
Hangin’ on me
Hangin’ on me

I’m beat, I’m torn
Shattered and tossed and worn
Too shocking to see
Too shocking to see

Oh trouble move from me
I have paid my debt
Now won’t you leave me in my misery

Oh trouble please be kind
I don’t want no fight
And I haven’t got a lot of time...



Thursday, November 27, 2003

Today's Blog Dedicated to the one and Only, Trevoir, he of the many Wahs, collector of baby harp seals and silly hats and related paraphenalia, oh and the number 17,294...


well I'm not too bad really considering... I'm a tad stiff and sore though... :-) but i love it!!! First night of proper training so i guess it will get better as my muscles get used to it. One thing though, i never realised how many sweat glands are in the knees... such things to be learnt from wearing knee pads in hot weather :-) all a bit cryptic? well if you know me well enough then you will know what i'm talking about, but basically it would be bad etiquette to blab too much, so, suffice to say... ouch!!! and i shall say no more on the matter.

Currently listening to the Strokes, and I must admit i'm losing some of the Velvet Underground overtones that Trevoir is so fond of discussing... hmmmm ...

oh and btw...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAH BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh motivation thou hast deserted moi.. yet again, but i could just be a lazy buffoon pretending to be a normally competent and applied personage who is temporarily without motivation.. oh shut up............ Truth is, i'm tired and sore.. my mind is wandering and i'm not my usual bouncy happy happy joy joy self... and, no not quite my whingey pain in the bum self either thanks very much to those of you who have met ms evil cat... not quite at that level yet, but watch out!! she may be lurking in your vicinity!!!!! hmmm dare i take the strokes out of the laser drawer and replace them (blue laser too ;) just in case you were wondering) with the goodies, one of my $2.99 Sanity scores... not sure i can handle comedy music atm... dear old Bill Oddie... what kind of a name is that? Bill Oddie? pfft! Bill..Oddie..stupid!!! ahh the memories... i still sometimes lapse into "Do, do, do the Funky Gibbon", and where would we be without Ecky Thump eh? (prolly not tired and sore, but that's another story and so much for my i shall say no more resolution - eh - i'm fickle - you'll live :-))

Ok, too slack to walk out to the blue laser so i've just popped the goodies in right here at the PC - red laser (red light special) job with crapola speakers... and yes, the sound is about as expected.... oh btw, never mind my babbling about red & blue lasers.. it's part of an ongoing joke re portable cd players / cd walkmans / personal "lasers" in ya pocket... who would have thought? - play your cards right and you could have someone's eye out... or something :-|

ohh right about now i would kill for a gin and tonic... :P or the drinks wah and i invented which we convinced ourselves were gin margaritas (we'd been at the pub before we started making them)... but really they are just gin and tonics with fresh lime wedges served in glasses rimmed with lime juice and castor sugar.... but seeing as alcohol makes me vomit blood, in copious amounts and I always require medical attention should i indulge... the last of my brother's udl G&T's is safe in my fridge till he get's back here in a couple of weeks... and i shall have to dine out on old stories of indulgences past... AGAIN... grrrrrrrrrrrr!!! Swifty, where's that maxalon????????? oh and speaking of drinking did ash and swifty notice the method call family pub night? tba... prolly jimmy rowes again unless stormy goes north with it. / side note - bill oddies voice is reverberating back out of my pedestal fan rather like a chipmunk crossed with a dalek.. oh well i guess you had to be there...... :-)

god i'm talking crap!!! that's as good a place as any to leave :D ciao!!!



Wednesday, November 26, 2003

well, i'm home for a bit...

back in catliciousland, grab lunch @ 2pm after brekki at 6am.. bit of a stretch for the old blood sugar levels that... Had a decent day at school so far, which basically means that i emailed Ash and vice versa alot, a couple to my bro, Susan, Margaret hmmm Susannah a bit later also.
By far the best part of my wednesday is always the coffee break with Brian... my little sanity oasis in the midst of a world gone mad. Today we hit the hackey sack tournament arena (forgot to identify the trees again!! that speaks volumes for good coffee and good company :D) joined today by Casey, whom i actually got to catch up with a bit, that doesn't happen often believe me!! I don't think i achieved anything cte related in class today, other than tweaking my exam prac up so it's now 100% correct.. live and learn eh :).
Danny's website has two new fans, Brian, and my bro are both singing his praises! I am just made aware of how woefully ill informed i am in comicland :( again - live and learn!!
anyone catch the Martin Scorsese history of italian cinema on SBS... man that is so cool - the neo - realism movement - all those cool euro movies... it's a great series, catch it if you can. Other than chasing a framed massive if possible print of the Accolade, by Edmund Blair Leighton, practising guitar (go wilbur!), training tonight, and chasing a Japanese woman who advertised at school for an english speaking practice partner... I am taking it easy...

as if!!

btw, MiFFi had a School of rock cinema outing last night.. anyone seen it? anyone wanna see it? Speak to me people!!! :P

currently listening to:
nocturama - nick cave and the bad seeds



Tuesday, November 25, 2003

Everybody loves the Darwin Awards... don't they?

Honorary Mentions

When his 38-calibre revolver failed to fire at its intended victim
during a hold-up in Long Beach, California, robber James Elliot did
something that can only inspire wonder: He peered down the barrel and
tried the trigger again. Happily, this time it worked.

Labourer Alexander Robinson of Mobile, Alabama, redefined the limits of
tactlessness when he opened his eyes after surgery to restore his
sight and said agreeably to his wife: "Boy, you sure have got fat in
four years."

The chef at a hotel in Switzerland lost a finger in a meat-cutting
machine and, after a little hopping around, submitted a claim to his
insurance company. The company, suspecting negligence, sent out one of
its men to have a look for himself. He tried the machine out and lost a
finger. The chef's claim was approved.

Mourners at the funeral of Anna Bochinsky in Moinesti, Rumania, were
naturally somewhat taken aback when she abruptly leapt from her coffin
as it was being carried to the grave. Before they could react to this
unexpected outburst, the woman bounded onto the nearest road, where she
was run over and killed by a passing car.

An American tourist in South America had the misfortune to be attacked
by killer bees as he stood on the bank of the Amazon. Seeking refuge,
he leapt into the river - and was devoured by piranha fish.

A Malaysian monkey that had been trained to gather coconuts from trees
demonstrated a pressing need for a refresher course when it leapt onto
the shoulders of a passer-by in Kuala Lumpur and tried to twist his
head off. The passer-by was treated at a local hospital for a sprained

In Fort Lauderdale, Florida, a sixteen-year-old youth was charged with
beating up his fifteen-year-old wife after she hid the caps to his toy

A man who shovelled snow for an hour to clear a space for his car
during a blizzard in Chicago, returned with his vehicle to find a
woman had taken the space. Understandably, he shot her dead.

After stopping for drinks at an illegal bar, a Zimbabwean bus driver
found that the 20 mental patients he was supposed to be transporting
from Harare to Bulawayo had escaped. Not wanting to admit his
incompetence, the driver went to a nearby bus stop and offered everyone
in the queue a free ride. He then delivered the passengers to the
mental hospital, telling the staff that the patients were very
excitable and prone to bizarre fantasies. The deception wasn't
discovered for 3 days.

In Minneapolis USA, 28-year-old Derrick L Richardson has been charged
with third-degree murder of his much loved cousin, Ken E Richardson.
According to local police, Derrick had suggested to Ken that they play
a game of Russian roulette, but having no revolver, instead put a semi
automatic pistol to his cousin's head. Apparently he did not realise
that one bullet always loads into the firing chamber of a semiautomatic.

Texan prisons have banned convicts on death row from having a last
cigarette, on the grounds that it is bad for their health. However, to
compensate for this, condemned men will instead be permitted to chew a
stick of celery.

An American teenager was in hospital recovering from serious head
wounds received from an oncoming train. When asked about how he
received the injuries, the lad told police that he was simply trying to
see how close he could get his head to a moving train before he was hit.


AT&T fired President John Walter after nine months, saying he lacked
"intellectual leadership". He received a $26 million severance
package. Perhaps it's not Walter who's lacking intelligence.

Police in Oakland, California spent two hours attempting to subdue a
gunman who had barricaded himself inside his home. After firing ten
tear gas canisters, officers discovered that the man was standing
beside them in the police line, shouting, "Please come out and give
yourself up."

An Illinois man, pretending to have a gun, kidnapped a motorist and
forced him to drive to two different automated teller machines, wherein
the kidnapper proceeded to withdraw money from his own bank accounts.

A man walked into a Topeka, Kansas Kwik Stop, and asked for all the
money in the cash drawer. Apparently, the take was too small, so he
tied up the store clerk and worked the counter himself for three hours
until police showed up and grabbed him.

Police in Los Angeles had good luck with a robbery suspect who just
couldn't control himself during a lineup. When detectives asked each
man in the lineup to repeat the words, "Give me all your money or I'll
shoot," the man shouted, "That's not what I said!"

A man spoke frantically into the phone, "My wife is pregnant and her
contractions are only two minutes apart!" "Is this her first child?"
the doctor asked. "No!" the man shouted, "This is her husband!"

In Modesto, California, Steven Richard King was arrested for trying to
hold up a Bank of America branch without a weapon. King used a thumb
and a finger to simulate a gun, but unfortunately, he failed to keep
his hand in his pocket. (hellllllooooooo!)

Last summer, down on Lake Isabella, located in the high desert, an hour
east of Bakersfield, California, some folks, new to boating, were
having a problem. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get
their brand new 22 ft. BayLiner to perform. It wouldn't get on a plane
at all, and it was very sluggish in almost every manoeuvre, no matter
how much power was applied. After about an hour of trying to make it
go, they putted to a nearby marina, thinking someone there could tell
them what was wrong. A thorough topside check revealed everything in
perfect working condition. The engine ran fine, the out drive went up
and down, and the prop was the correct size and pitch. So, one of the
marina guys jumped in the water to check underneath. He came up choking
on water, he was laughing so hard. NOW REMEMBER THIS IS TRUE....Under
the boat, still strapped securely in place, was..... the boat trailer.

and some more stupidity for good measure:

Number One Idiot of 2002: I am a medical student currently doing a rotation in toxicology at the poison control center. Today, this woman called in very upset because she caught her little daughter eating ants. I quickly reassured her that the ants are not harmful and there would be no need to bring her daughter into the hospital.. She calmed down and at the end of the conversation happened to mention that she gave her daughter some ant poison to eat in order to kill the ants. I told her that she better bring her daughter into the emergency room right away.

Number Two Idiot of 2002: Early this year, some Boeing employees on the airfield decided to steal a life raft from one of the 747s. They were successful in getting it out of the plane and home. Shortly after they took it for a float on the river, they noticed a Coast Guard helicopter coming towards them. It turned out that the chopper was homing in on the emergency locator beacon that activated when the raft was inflated. They are no longer employed at Boeing.

Number Three Idiot of 2002: A man, wanting to rob a downtown Bank of America, walked into the branch and wrote "this iz a stikkup. Put all your muny in this bag." While standing in line, waiting to give his note to the teller, he began to worry that someone had seen him write the note and might call the police before he reached the teller's window. So he left the Bank of America and crossed the street to the Wells Fargo Bank. After waiting a few minutes in line, he handed his note to the Wells Fargo teller. She read it and, surmising from his spelling errors that he wasn't the brightest light in the harbor, told him that she could not accept his stickup note because it was written on a Bank of America deposit slip and that he would either have to fill out a Wells Fargo deposit slip or go back to Bank of America. Looking somewhat some-what defeated, the man said, "OK" and left. He was arrested a few minutes later, as he was waiting in line back at Bank of America.

Number four Idiot of 2002: A motorist was unknowingly caught in an automated speed trap that measured his speed using radar and photographed his car. He later received in the mail a ticket for $40 and a photo of his car. Instead of payment, he sent the police department a photograph of $40. Several days later, he received a letter from the police that contained another picture, this time of handcuffs. He immediately mailed in his $40.

Number Five Idiot of 2002: A guy walked into a little corner store with a shotgun and demanded all of the cash from the cash drawer. After the cashier put the cash in a bag, the robber saw a bottle of Scotch that he wanted behind the counter on the shelf He told the cashier to put it in the bag as well, but the cashier refused and said, "Because I don't believe you are over 21."The robber said he was, but the clerk still refused to give it to him because he didn't believe him. At this point, the robber took his driver's license out of his wallet and gave it to the clerk. The clerk looked it over and agreed that the man was in fact over 21 and he put the Scotch in the bag. The robber then ran from the store with his loot. The cashier promptly called the police and gave the name and address of the robber that he got off the license. They arrested the robber two hours later.

Idiot Number Six of 2002: A pair of Michigan robbers entered a record shop nervously waving revolvers. The first one shouted, "Nobody move!" When his partner moved, the startled first bandit shot him.

Idiot Number Seven of 2002: Seems this guy wanted some beer pretty badly. He decided that he'd just throw a concrete block through a liquor store window, grab some booze, and run. So he lifted the concrete block and heaved it over his head at the window. The concrete block bounced back and hit the would-be thief on the head, knocking him unconscious. It seems the liquor store window was made of Plexi-Glass. The whole event was caught on videotape. Oh, that hurts!

currently listening to:
eric clapton - stages
billie holiday - my favorite collection

currently avoiding:
study apparently :-



Welcome Welcome Welcome!

Hey everyone! say hi to Danny, a long lost study buddy of mine from approx 5 or so years ago, with whom i finally caught up yesterday. Just happened upon his website Adelaide Comics and Books, and recognised his name from the superlative interviews therein. Unrelatedly, but coinciding with some of Morgan's musings re; losing touch with people, I had always regretted losing touch with Danny, and decided to take the plunge and find an email addy for him and make contact... so glad i did :) Read his blog, get to know him and you'll see why i value him so much :D, and Danny, thanks for a great afternoon! may we share many more :)

hmmm general blogging o'clock... well i've been so busy that i don't have much in the way of anecdotes that are bursting out of me which is how i would prefer to write, no poetry tantalising me and desiring to take form outside of my head and heart... but i can tell of some things that have transpired i guess... firstly, anybody remember my little chat re; phasmids? well on ? sunday i think i found masses well about 40 really (hehe such an exaggerator(sp?)) of tiny praying mantis nymphs, .... in my laundry :D so i spent much of the day catching them and relocating them to some foliage that didn't contrast too strongly with their juvenile colouring, didn't see much point in rescuing them just to be someone elses meal when i could have them making a meal of my garden pesticles :D, that kept me amused on and off for some hours because more just seemed to keep turning up.. on the wall, on the washing machine power cord, on the petrol can for my mower... and i am endlessly amused by tiny critters at the best of times :D
Hit school for a bit yestermaday, but didn't acheive much, i guess it was fairly obvious when i turned up to the wrong class, sorry Brian! and just generally hung around with Swifty, Karl and Jack, and that other guy, what's his name??? Swifty you must know him by now so tell me!! lol I keep sitting in classes with him and forgetting to ask his name when we chat... anyhoo, moved into the drop in session next door and went over the exam with Brad, and some of the next exercise with Brad and Ann, but can't say i'm making much progress as yet. Oh yes, and for those who care about such things, i failed my prac half of the exam, with a score of 58, but it seems to have been mostly that i didn't reinterpret my sql back into algebraic terms that lost me a lot of points, mostly coz i didn't realise that was what the question required, i simply left my queries in a relevant sql form that ran and returned the correct results, so i'm not miffed at all really. Must read between the lines as aways with "Carnegie Speak"
ahh my thoughts are a tad disordered atm... keep answering emails inbetween typing in here, good old Ashlar, such a sweetpea, and meggsy and jen jen so good they named her twice the rambunctious one all have emails needing responses as i type in here... and Danny, I'll get to yours in a bit.. :P

ciao wiigii wiigii wiigii oi oi oi



Sunday, November 23, 2003

don't feel much like blogging...

so i'll just leave you with the immortal words of Jeff Buckley...

"You left some stars in my belly.."

you really did you know.....

Jewel Box by Jeff Buckley
Album: Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk


I know you are a woman by the way you burn below.
I'll tell you secrets so good, you'll never tell a soul.
Come closer, that bonfire holds his life like stones
My years, my life unknown.
Diamonds from he pavement
Where the broken glass had been.
Just like this troubles that I'm leaving to the wind.
Like sapphires in boxcars speeding towards the end.
Like thieves, my bad luck grows.

Jewel box of sadness, bring to catch your tear
Crystalize illusion shine, forgot I'm here
Jewel box of sadness, bring to catch your tear
Oh, you left some stars in my belly.

Star crossed child's love on the bands of wedding golds
Silver studs of promise hide in the red crushed velvet folds.
Inaction, intention, like emeralds I stole.
My speech of custom gold.
I think I ought to know.
Jewel box of sadness, bring to catch your tear
Crystalize illusion shine, forgot I'm here
Jewel box of sadness, bring to catch your tear
Oh, you left some stars in my belly.
You left some stars in my belly.
You left some stars in my belly.



Friday, November 21, 2003

what a week!!

busy busy bee!! anyway, had a great day yestermaday, swifty and i headed into greater union hindley for another session of 'kill bill pt 1" just as good as the first time around... love that movie :D then off for a pizza in a cafe on hindley that i have forgotten the name of, ahh who needs the name to stumble up there from school for pizza? piiiiiiiiiiiizzzzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaa
everything is better with pizza :D, then we had a brief chill out in the hackey sack tournament arena (the light sq courtyard to the uninitiated) under the shady trees... not like me to not have made a mental note of identification... quick! hazard a guess! moreton bay figs perhaps?? damn now i'll have to check them out and say what they really are, too many years of learning botanical names by rote have taken their toll on my thought processes.. and people wonder why i don't enjoy nature walks... sends my brain into overload identifying all the species and pest plants and strategies for management... ... ... makes me long for four walls and some concrete...

roger, over and out



Thursday, November 20, 2003

courtesy Ash the quizlicious one ...

What Egyptian Deity are you? go to:the quiz!

and then there's....

Your magical style is Angelic.

What type of Magic do you work?. Take the Magical Style Quiz by Paradox

and then ....

You are an angel.

What legend are you?. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox

awww ize a good girlie really ... 0:-D



Wednesday, November 19, 2003

Of course it's always good to keep a note of when your exams are ....
perhaps a diary? or something? ...

yes, i got to school today (late - 10 mins) and i wondered why everything was so quiet... D'oh! yes there was an exam in progress, one that i should have been well and truly into.. it was only a haphazard glance at my course record that showed my multiple choice and prac were enabled.... ize such a friggin dag :D :D LOL
anyway, it was all coz i had some time off with the sinus infection thingie and could have postponed it anyway but ... just prolongs the agony sometimes so i dived in, got 90% for my multiple choice and everything ran and returned correct values in the practical... i await my grading *would chew nails if was a nail biter, but I'm not so there*

here's a work in progress that came from a few words that wouldn't leave my mind on the bus today, despite the volume on the cd player, if i come back and i don't like it, it will be gone :):

currently listening to: Om Namaha Shivaya


what dreams did kiss your cheeks
this night of fairies and evening primroses
what walks along the flower strewn paths
did your weary feet tread
what wistful look did cross your face
as memories teased and winked at you

did you hear my entreaties?
did you heed my call...
once again i ask you to reveal another layer
to delve a little deeper
who thought you were already naked
you have much to learn

I know you now, i always have
and time will melt the fears that hold you
as the world recedes from your consciousness
and you realise there were more layers of fear
more armour against the life that brought you here
where you stand before me and i command you
be naked now
truly and wholly naked
challenge your notion of what it is to be as you are
and then tell me again

what dreams did kiss your cheeks
this night of fairies and evening primroses
what walks along the flower strewn paths
did your weary feet tread
what wistful look did cross your face
as memories teased and winked at you



For Stuccie... don't let the bastards grind you down...


Cry softly
my weeping freedom
Lauging raucously
my silent acquiesence.
Digging through
my skin and veins
Black fingernails
that tear my flesh
Rotten teeth
in festered gums
enclosed in cracked lips
that drink my
warm metallic blood.
Sucking my joy
to feed an endless hunger
quench a quenchless thirst
Bleed my gentle nature
In an impossible attempt
To calm your cruel one.
In the midst of your madness
You thrust your violence upon me
Trying to make me insane
To protect your perceived sanity
And to function
in a way you think is normal
Your viscious hatred
eats at me like acid
You take no responsibility
for your actions
It's all my fault
In your eyes
Simply because...
I was born.
You justify this
by calling yourself
my father.


Gossamer whispers
of gentle rains dancing
past my open window
Refreshes and challenges me
to remove my battered armour
And stand naked
in the truth and purity
of my precious soul.
Glowing ever brighter
as layers of madness
and protection are shed
Leading me on through chaos
toward the light of perfect being
Sheltering me
in the vulnerability of truth
Clothing me in the nakedness
of honest reality
Steering me toward
real awareness
Gifting me with
the ability to feel
To laugh and cry
in truth at last.



Tuesday, November 18, 2003

Smell the Glove....

is there ever anything quite like a Christopher Guest film?

I guess not.

heres a quizzy wizzy:

You are The Dutchess
You are The Dutchess

You have major mood swings. One moment, you're in
the kitchen beating your child and the next,
you're talking sweetly with Alice at the
croquet match. Maybe you should cut back on
the pepper intake?

What Alice in Wonderland Character Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

and another:

You are OS X. You tend to be fashionable and clever despite being a bit transparent.  Now that you've reached some stability you're expecting greater popularity.
Which OS are You?

Top 11 things geeks say when pulled over for speeding, courtesy BBSpot.com



OK, so i should check out my info....

here's the deal with Paul McGann as Dr Who I obviously wasn't paying attention!! anyway, yes he does die and he does regenerate into the ninth Dr who is played by Richard E Grant, or witcheddy grant as he has been dubbed by some friends and myself :D.
The truth is I have been feeling pretty crap the last couple of days, and not so much physically as mentally blerghy... well yeah ,that happens when you take masses of antibiotics to kill off a particularly viscious sinus infection, thereby killiing off every bit of beneficial bacteria in your bod, and winding up with anti biotic induced candida... started some mega acidophillus capsules last night and remarkably have improved far beyond my expectations. I genuinely expected to ache like crap and not be able to think my way out of a wet paper back due to yeast die off, (if you want to see me not able to think my way out of a wet paper bag, read back over the last few entries dear readers :)) so am very pleasantly surprised indeed.
Nevertheless, I can't seem to concentrate much on matters of computer related study, but the budo has got me in it's spell, from classical budo to zen and the way of the sword and an illustrated history of the samurai, and all manner of bujutso... i can just about inhale the information... dbms has me heaving with revulsion... damn :) what a shame!!
Tomorrow it is back to serious lecture time, so i shall allow myself this day of wistful grace and study avoidance before returning to the grindstone...
The poetry and prose bug has left somewhat, i realised that in dealing with grief i was just making alot of noise to distract myself, keep talking talking talking writing writing writing and i don't have to think too much about unpleasantries, painful memories and realisations... meditating is fine so long as it is focussed, but empty space is filled with pain. And i certainly wasn't comfortable with that, or i haven't been over the last few weeks. Not a matter of total avoidance or denial, just a matter of not wanting to stop and give all my attention to it, needing to filter it in with continuing my day to day stuff, and i think i achieved that by distracting myself when it felt overwhelming. This has now passed. And so, hopefully, i shall make much more sense, for a bit, till the next tantalisingly bizarre bit of life takes hold.. :)



Monday, November 17, 2003

muscle pain subsiding...

well i hope so anyway!!

I heard something scarey on ...ThreeD the other day, new Dr Who, with Richard E Grant as the new doctor... wha?? what happened to Paul McGann???????and here's the animated doctor..
not sure i'm coping with all this... but that could just be coz i liked Paul McGann just a little too much even if the Canadian co-produced movie was utterly ... well not shite but so NOT proper story driven dr who, they definitely gave into the lure of production values on that one.. still it's not a bad way to kill 80mins or so...

Hi Glenn!!

sorry back to normal (yeah right) transmission now whatever that is... I kinda feel like the days are slipping away so quickly, so much to do!! and on that note, i should really hit the books :D




Sunday, November 16, 2003


it's sunday! have you noticed? hmm i barely have.. had a pretty cool day today. yesterday i did way too much excermacise and today am a tad stiff, I can't believe it was so hot and i just couldn't keep still, beans a plenty :D and no, i have no aircon, i haven't lived in air con'd quarters for 95% of my life if not more, who knows? (am i delerious? yup you know it's true)
k, today i went to a singing with heart workshop, it was bewdiful :D even if i still am croaking like a bullfrog, it was gorgeous and i managed to squeeze some half decent sounds out occasionally. looking forward to ongoing classes next year, if only i could afford the one on one tuition *droooooooools* .. *sigh* i love to sing, really really love it. Still tinging away on Wilbur (my Washburn steel string guitar) too, and have managed to make up nearly all the ground i lost since abandoning him some 10 years or so ago (had a muscular injury in the forearm, couldn't play for ages). BBQ at Faithy's tonight, with swimming on the agenda but it's much too cool tonight to swim... can't imagine her pool heated up enough yesterday to retain warmth for night swimming tonight.. ahh well perhaps we can do a foot dangling session as she suggested..... i think perhaps i might not go at all though, as i have a tendancy to not sleep well after i go out, and i have mucho of the studying to do tomorrow, welll assignments to finish as i'm sure the next exam is up soon (would help if i kept track of it now wouldn't it? ;))
Other than that, it's been a pretty quiet weekend all up... such a busy week has left me with mostly housework and a coupla commitments and nothing else really, oh i did buy some shoes, a real feat for me, i'm just not a proper girl i swear... i really hate buying shoes, and when i do, they have to be so multi purpose that the technology to create then doesn't even exist yet... still i managed to get some summer shoes, flat and not too dorky so i can do lots of walking in them....... and not add to my dorkiness :D :D Susan, my friend is attending the Landmark forum, i'm not going to linkie it, if you want to you can look it up, i haven't bothered yet... this weekend, and she rang me at 7.30am to tell me about her session yesterday... she is really rapt with it and it sounds like she is having a really really positive experience to me. She has invited me to attend on tuesday night, there is an invitation information session on then, but i think it runs to nearly midnight or just after, so i'm thinking that i may not go, it's not that being out that late in itself will screw me over on wed (early tafe), but that i just know that i won't be able to sleep when i get home, and i will be lucky to get 2 hours sleep before i have to go to college and then i have other appointments that night that i have already rescheduled and am loathe to move them again.. yeah fink i'll ring her and decline the invitation that i so rashly accepted this morning!! ooppsss!!!

and afterthat excessive ramble, i bid you adeiu and...



Saturday, November 15, 2003

still buzzing here, i'm so happy :) life just seems totally gorgeous atm .. i love it :D

mainly listening to: the J's but i don't know why, s'always crap on the weekend mornings...



Friday, November 14, 2003


not really... every day is fantastico...

read this: (cos i said so)

To be shameless, uninquisitive, loveless and uncaring
Are the fool's four failings.

No fool is more foolish than one who eagerly expounds
His learning to others while failing to follow it himself.

-Tirukkural 84:833-834

It has been something of a long day today, Faithy was over til late last night, she brought me a tub of icecream bless her. I haven't looked at it yet she said it was chocolate swirl or something, bless her little cotton socks :) kinda made up for lack of activity today, walked 7 and a bit k's, did some online school readings (so dry - so hard to concentrate!) emailed Ash alot, mowed the lawn, went to school did nothing really cept email Ash alot, couldn't concentrate.... took the stairs to level 5, and down, and then again in Katies and Dymocks later on... hmmm sore quads coming up dya think? grabbed some clothes from HS, i'll probably return them all, i'm such a commitment phobe ;)
I keep wanting to talk about the phasmids, they're my favourite insectivoria... those lovely mantids :) i saw a mantis nymph on one of my daisy bushes and was reminded of most summers when i have a pair of green praying mantids in my sage bush, which in turn made me think of the gekkos in the yellow daisy bushes out the back... and then the sleepy lizards... i'm gonna miss my little jungle when i go :( the birds here are amazing, the honey eaters, silver eyes, lots that i don' t know even the common names of... *sigh* tis time to move on and everything seems to be hued in golden shades of nostalgia...

i'm really genuinely rambling now... so i shall depart!




Thursday, November 13, 2003

arrrggghhhh!!! too much net!! not enough time in the day :)

a funny quiz is a good quiz, thanks Rambling Webgirl

Michael Bolton

What Office Space character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

I have been having moments of extreme stillness and quiet lately, standing in the street and the cars just seem to evaporate, and i am aware of the trees breathing, the leaves touching.. i'm not sure if this is some spiritual awakening or an effect of having 3 hours sleep a night for 10 days straight (lying down makes me cough) It's almost like things speed up to whoosh factor max, and then halt, and i can hear my own heartbeat, feel the molecules in the atmosphere, feel my hair growing, of course, sleep deprivation and spiritual awakening can go hand in hand :) but dang i'm tired. Tired and happy. Today i am going to spend some more time in the physical world (as opposed to virtual netland) before returning to the studymania tomorrow.. it's true, i may have to read some dbms crap today, but i am going to walk, slowly so as not to invoke the cough, play my guitar, read some more zen and the way of the sword (ha ha) and just be.
blessed be

currently listening to: "Shooting Star" by Harry Chapin

He was crazy of course
From the first she must have known it
But still she went on with him
And she never once had shown it
And she took him off the streets
And she dried his tears of grievin'g
She listened to his visions
She believed in his believin'
Ah, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But, she could make them holy, holy...
He was dancin' to some music
No one else had ever heard
He'd speak in unknown languages
She'd translate every word
And when the world was laughing
At his castles in the sky
She'd hold him in her body
Til he once again would fly
Ah, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But, she could make them holy, holy...
But she gave him a daughter
And she gave him a son
She was a mother, and a wife,
And a lover when the day was done
Well, he was too far gone for giving love
What he'd offer in its stead
Was the knowledge she was the only thing
That was not in his head
He took off East one morning
In the rising sun's red glow
She knew he was going nowhere
But of course she let him go
As she stood and watched him dwindle
Much too empty to be sad
He reappeared beside her and said,
"You're all I've ever had"
Ah, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But, she could make them holy
Ah, he was the sun burning bright and brittle
And she was the moon shining back his light a little
He was a shooting star
She was softer and more slowly
He could not make things possible
But, she could make them holy



Monday, November 10, 2003

Do you ever have that feeling?

like your life is slowly imploding and decaying?
I am in this space, have been for some time, do you know it? the one where all the energy around you gets all whooshy.. well anyway, i feel like the energy is all whooshy and tingly all around me, buzzing... have done for some time, when i feel on the precipice, the edge of a new beginning, and i know old stuff is going to drop away in preparation for the changes to come, strangely all feels very new and exciting for a while before the change... and so it has been for some weeks up til now, but true to form, i have an illness that has made a captive (and verbose though nonsensical) audience of myself and all around me... and today i really saw it. I saw the cracks in the crockery, the buckling walls (flat is double brick 60's construction on adelaide soil), i saw the decay, the entropy, as if for the very first time.
Of course i have seen it all before, but you know that moment, when it is new? like a presque vu that becomes a jamais vu? Here i am preparing to move house as well, without a destination, only a journey, and my possessions are removing themselves from my moving list. plates breaking, chipping.. things giving way and disintegrating before my eyes... all of a sudden and all at once. fascinating. And perfect. Because as always, all things are unfolding perfectly, as they always do.

currently listening to: Budgie - napoleon bona part 1 and 2

Napoleon Bona Part One & Two
There's a light
Covers up my doorway
Flickering light
Never run away
And I might, I might be going your way
Say you might
Might help me on my way

mmm what a sight
Sight to burn the ego
Keep you warm
And never let go

And the light coming my way
Compared to what others have seen
But the tall and the strong
He once had it
As a sound that was loud in his dream

And I stand locked before the four ways
Wind and snow, heaven and night
And you know
Wherever men like that stay
I can feel it burning in my eyes

And the light coming my way
Compared to what others have seen
But the tall and the strong
He once had it
As a sound that was loud in his dream

Heaven's sound it's driving me wild
If only I know that it's right
I got this message that makes me feel good
Carries me on through the night

Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Well I go through life like a hurricane lamp
Lighting the road as I go
Spreading this magic
Injecting the light
Please let me stay, never go

Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

I think I'm Napoleon
And others before
I rather seem to exist
i'm following following
Keep it in sight
Before me you would never have missed

Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me



Well thanks to Adelaide Blogs, I have had a lot more interesting reading lately :) A joint project of James and Claire, bringing the blogging community of Adelaide together... at last? :) Some blogs i like to read there are: Rambling Webgirl, Volition and opinios. Of course i have my daily reads also, .o0 epitaph of twilight 0o. , Swift's House and the now sadly quiet (due to pre-exam study frenzies no doubt) MiFFiblog
If you blog and you live in Adelaide or used to live in Adelaide then i strongly suggest you get yourself off to Adelaide Blogs and get listed :)
even if you have a feeble blogspot jobbie like me :)

today i have to drag my flu ridden in to college and try to finish this assignment that was due at midnight last night but i have extended til 9pm tonight :( damn the software!!!

ciao ciao



Sunday, November 09, 2003

More thanks day,
thankyou to all my specials, susannah and susan, faithy, swifty, nko and jewelz, B & G, Sheree - u go girl! TB the bop, JenJen(so good they named her twice) the Rambunctious one , Jan and all of you out there :D frankly my dears, you rock.

looks like next weekend may be a delightful Mylor excursion, saturday to be precise, with some bushfire prevention occurring... but if i'm still sick i get to avoid the heavy work and play the simpsons board game with Trent - go me! go Trent! I may just have to buy the central market out of vietnamese cold rolls beforehand though... :-) mmmmm caroney caronies! my favourite!!
Bing!! idea!! perhaps i could acquire some rice paper and glass noodles, prawns etc.. got lots of garden mint, susannah has vietnamese mint.. mmmmm cold roll rolling the mini series... sounds good.. and hopefully as successful as our pork bun days, laksa days et al, and, i've now refined my speshul secret dipping sauce recipe... and no i'm not going to publish it until it has passed the tase test of the accumulated masses. meanwhile, here is the sore throat soother i have been imbibing of late

sage and ginger tea
1 - 2 cubic cm fresh ginger, finely chopped, minced or crushed
4 - 5 leaves of fresh sage, just picked ( i have no idea what this would be like with dried sage)
1 well rounded teaspoon of unfiltered honey

assemble all ingredients in a decent sized mug, pour over freshly boiling water and allow to steep for at least 5 minutes.

currently re-reading - aphrodite - Isabelle Allende
currently listening to: Crash course in brain surgery - Budgie

Look inside and you will see,
The words are cutting deep inside my brain.
Thunder burning, quickly burning,
Knife of words is driving me insane, insane yeah.

Raven black is on my track,
He shows me how to neutralize the knife.
Show to me in surgery,
The art of fighting words to conquer life, conquer life yeah.

Now the wicked lance of fear,
Is driving from my heady mountain brain.
Crash course in brain surgery,
Has stopped the bloody knife of words again yeah, yeah, yeah.



Today is the day i say Thankyou.

a big and overdue thankyou to my special friends Daniel and Ash who have been checking on me virtually everyday in this incredibly difficult time for me. I hope you know that you are friends of the highest order to me, the very highest indeed :D. Your care has given me much strength, and not only do you give me care, strength and support, but you make me laugh so much, thankyou thankyou thankyou :)

on this day of harmonic concordance i give thanks.

blessed be



Saturday, November 08, 2003

how did i end up being fight club??????

courtesy of volition

Fight Club!

What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)
brought to you by Quizilla

i'd rather be her :D



cool day yesterday - no i mean it - really cool... damn that airconditioning at AIT!!!
anyway, still was a cool day, made progress on the SSD7 stuff, such as it is.. and swapped dvd's with Brian, Swifty popped in to say hi, Nicko and Jewelz met me after class, (after i had survived the caff salmonella bain-marie speshul (coz i was cold ok?? :P)), we took a stroll up to southern cross where they boost juiced and i Metro multi trip ticketed... we watched a march up king william st, still dont' know what it was in aid of exactly, i left them to go off to their meeting and strolled up to price attack to buy some thingies to tie my hair up with, man it's long again... how does that happen so fast??????????? i found some colourful practical thingies... i have no idea what they are called so thingies it is, and one formal thingie for when i'm pretending to be normal, and this amazing elaborate chain and purple bauble silver thingie that even has a tiny love heart in it... i think i'm discovering my inner girlie all over again :D
lovely peaceful night last night, took time out to appreciate the waxing moon who shall be full tonight (tomorrow morning really - but near enough) and wrote the poem as below..
but then
disaster struck!! (melodramatic aint i?? :D) well, my cold got worse suddenly anyway... hmm was it too cold airconditioning? was it the boogey man? was it catherine stupidly doing way way way too much as per ususal and not taking no for an answer from herself??? if you answered c, then you win a stick of peach flavoured extra chewing gum, collectable from me in person at AIT, mon, wed or fri, or at any scheduled MiFFi event. Anyway... didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night, and i think i'm gonna be smart tonight and stay home. Watched Brian's dvd of Matrix reloaded today to prime for Matrix revolutions... seems everyone's seen it already but me.. Been looking at martial arts schools today too, still interested in kendo ash? I need to check it out thoroughly tho, i only want to commit to an art with a philosophical and spiritual base that i can respect, as well as the physical art of course, a friend of mine told me about the sword arts, sounds like perfection to me, but i must explore, they also have iaijutsu at adelaide uni I thinkash, but there are many many schools that i have found here in adelaide, including the australian school of japanese swordsmanship.. the thing physically about iaijutsu that i liked too is it's for everyone apparently, all abilities etc... my bro just rang re a bbq at wah's house (short for trevoir - don't ask!) with the captain ronjo, debs and many others no doubt, but i must!! i must kill off this lurgy, i've had enough, indeed i have :) so i shall be curling up on the couch, perhaps strumming Wilbur (my guitar - what were YOU thinking Wilbur was?) and generally convalescing!!

Bon soir!!



Friday, November 07, 2003

tonight, she calls to me
my silver disc
my glorious orb
she calls my name as the pink light settles on the mount lofty ranges
I drift through the dusk in answer to her whispered invitations
I am coming great mother,
revered sister
i am coming
the earth is blending with the heavens as the energies
and merge
an harmonious new phase begins
tonight i must heed her call alone
but i know you will join me
all of you
for you hear her in your hearts as i do
your name is called and you will answer her invitation
you will dance with the silver light and the glittering stars
you will softly tread the carpet of lush deep space, the purple chasm
you will swirl the fairy dust of the milky way around your body
you will fly with me
and that silver orb
our mother
our great goddess
our dear sister
she is our tears, our hearts, our love for each other
she is our soul
blessed be



Thursday, November 06, 2003

temporary drinking pic, enjoy it while it lasts!!



now i'm not sure if this belongs out here where everyone can see it, but right now i don't give a toss, so here it goes!! [frank admission alert]

I must bee feeling somewhat bettterer as i cranked the music up earlier and may have even been dancing around in my underwear. ask me about it and i will deny it.

[/frank admission]



Wednesday, November 05, 2003

unlike me, as i am still bouncing off the walls.. comes a passage from the Ashtavakra Gita

He is still.

Without pleasure or pain,
Distraction or concentration,
Learning or ignorance.

His nature is free of conditions.

Win or lose,
It makes no difference to him.

Alone in the forest or out in the world,
A god in heaven or a simple beggar,
It makes no difference!

-Ashtavakra Gita 18:10-11



Now we all know how you love - i mean how I love a good freebie or cheapfest, particularly alcohol related, even if i can't drink anymore.. well hold on to your wobbly boots vunderkinde and sunshinesuperpeeps, AIT, Currie St campus has the famous hospitality students $2.50 cocktail event, Monday 10th and Tues 11th november, in the Atrium, that's level 1 (read ground level coz they're pretending to be american) don't have the times in front of me but i assume from lunch time would be a safe bet.. come on, you know you wanna indulge!! Come find me, i'll be around somewhere wiv me geeky co-horts :D
I think i'll change my pic to a drinking pic in honour thereof if i can be stuffed... LOL
errgghh i'm having a really really fabo day today, certainly feeling just fine aside from flu delerium, hopefully soon my bloggin will return to something that can be considered entertaining!!! Had a decent day at tafe today, some work done, great coffee, thanks Brian but i do think i got your double flat white.. bouncing off the walls here!!! so if you's tired, blame me!! I can't believe i haven't been out walking since sunday, housebound with funeral stuff and influenza ie stuff, maybe that's why i'm bouncing off the walls!! I miss the trees and the birds, so many cool birds, the sulphur cresteds adn the noisy miners, those swallow tail thingies that circle around my ankles when i cross open spaces, i LOVE that, i know it's kitsch but it makes me feel like Snow White - hehehe! i can be such a big GIRLIE sometimes :D in a good way i hope :D hmm also it seems i have been macabre and morose and verbose lately which is no fun for anyone, so soon that shall be remedied i hope, i'm certainly more upbeat today than i have been for a while... i feel deliciously free, windswept and interesting i think billy connolly would say ;) and actually hanging out to hit the beach... somewhere very remote i think.... mmm god i'd love to live at yankalilla or aldinga / silver sands.. beautiful but that's another story altogether

currently listening to: the Smiths - How Soon is Now?

I am the son
and the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does

I am the son
and the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does

There's a club if you'd like to go
you could meet somebody who really loves you
so you go, and you stand on your own
and you leave on your own
and you go home, and you cry
and you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
well, when exactly do you mean?
see I've already waited too long
and all my hope is gone

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does

Video Killed the Radio Star - the Buggles

I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through .
Oh-a oh
They took the credit for your second symphony .
Rewritten by machine and new technology ,
and now I understand the problems you can see.
Oh-a oh
I met your children
Oh-a oh
What did you tell them?
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
Pictures came and broke your heart .
Oh-a-a-a oh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio .
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.
Oh-a oh
You were the first one.
Oh-a oh
You were the last one.
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far
Oh-a-aho oh,
Oh-a-aho oh
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far.
Pictures came and broke your heart , put the blame on VTR.
You are a radio star .
You are a radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star .
Video killed the radio star . (You are a radio star .)



Tuesday, November 04, 2003

errrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhh!! snot city!! lots of littly broken sleepies and got thru disk 2 and 3 of futurama series 3 dvd's today... watched disk 1 the other day... hmm 1 to go! (death by snu snu - LOL)
lots of naps, and a bit of mango dessert cake to tide me over - mango mango mean hello! in a happy kind of a catlicious way, mango mango mean lets go! in a happy kind of a catalicious way.. i think my bro steve is the only other human being who will get that pop culture reference, it's from Daktari! a weird safari series from the 70's... never mind i'm so out of it with the combination of grief, flu and getting sunburnt at the funeral yesterday (like a holiday resort only sadder) the crap that is coming out of my mind makes little sense, don't be TOO surprised if i come back and delete a few days worth of blogging, i know that's not in the spirit of things, but seriously, i'm sure that right now i'm channelling someone even more stupid than i normally am :-D :-S :-P (not sure who that stupid girlie is that i usually channel, but i prefers her anyways) so, anyway, in the mango dessert cake recipe, i meant to say get the Pantalica cheese, not whatever crap i actually did write... but hey you can put blueberries and nike's in it for all i care, some audio tape perhaps?
hmmm i wonder if there's a potion to help me sleep through the next 2 days without waking until i'm betterer.. wouldn't help THAT much as i have a 9am lecture tomorree anyway.. Brian, if I don't come drag you out for coffee it's coz i didn't make it in and i'm prolly home drowning in a pool of mucous, and no, you can't bring people over and point and laugh :P
ok now my brain has *really* left the building - just like elvis, didn't shoot the tv before leaving though... laters



some days this information is really fitting:

If sparks fly,
I shall think my thirst and hunger quelled.

If the skies tear down,
I shall think them pouring for my bath.

If a hillside slides on me
I shall think it flower for my hair.

O lord white as jasmine, if my head falls from my shoulders
I shall think it your offering.


i have swifty's flu!! eerrrggghh well it's more of a sinus infection actually.. prolly spread it around the funeral too.....

but enough of that... i shall write again later on :) ciao ciao!!



Monday, November 03, 2003

yay! susan and i didn't go to the movies but went to the Scenic Hotel for dinner instead. Today i survived Grace's funeral remarkably unscathed, and seemingly well loved by long lost rellies, that was really nice, my mother didn't make too much of a stupid scene and my father didn't make one at all!! yay!! met lots and lots of rellies, that was really really nice, everything went well despite me waking up with the flu...

eat this: (cos it's nice)

Mango dessert cake

2 x 425g cans of mangoes, drained
2 tbsp butter
1/2 cup sugar
250g ricotta cheese, (panatalinga)
2 eggs, slightly beaten
50g ground almonds
1 lemon, rind grated and juiced

1. preheat oven to 180C and coat a 20cm round cake tin with cooking spray / butter
2. Dice half the mangoes and puree the rest, cream the butter sugar and ricotta together
3. Beat the eggs with the almonds and lemon juice and zest
4. Fold the egg mixture into the creamed ingredients with the diced mango. Pour into the prepared tin and bake for about 35 mins or until cooked
5. serve with the pureed mango.

read this: (for all my speshul ones xxx)

To walk beside you
and whisper in your seashell ear
circular words of unknown languages
my awareness seeping out
and encompassing you
Your warmth drifts through me
and i am lifted to my toes
teetering yet secure on the razors edge
of a deep, purple, velvet haze
a carpet of silky stars
the glittering lights that capture
the electricity in the air
reflected between us
My wings are formed now
indeed, unselfconsciously they stretch
I feel their power and strength as they flex
I am lifted a little higher now, and i realise
my toes are now freed from the earth
I am free
You are free
We fly side by side awhile
Arms outstretched, but not touching
still the unseen bond tingles in our fingertips
The bond that silently says
I see your soul
I know you for who you really are
The breeze intensifies now
electrifying as it blows through my hair
I feel that i am hurtling on through space and time
Destiny, a destination that beckons
happy memories flash by me in the wind
My excitement grows
My senses heightened
I feel the imminent culmination
For me
For you too in time
For all of us eventually
A paradise of simplicity
Cool green shade
and deep warm turquoise oceans
Restful bounty awaits, at journey's end
Here we shall meet again
as warriors in Valhalla
as angels in Paradise
We are now, as we always were

listen to this: (it's really good )

"Who knows where the time goes?" - Sandy Denny

Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it's time for them to go?
Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving
I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?
Who knows where the time goes?

And I am not alone while my love is near me
I know it will be so until it's time to go
So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time

For who knows how my love grows?
And who knows where the time goes?



Sunday, November 02, 2003

hmm kinda hoping that this year ends well, hasn't been one of the best so far if you know what i mean, still, although it has had it's low points, there has been plenty of yummilicious inspiration and goodies to be had :)
Susan will be here shortly, we are off to a charity chicken and champagne supper screening of calendar girls.. :) we shall see what we think of it after the event!! frankly, i'd rather spend the day wiv susan hanging around and being silly.. but that's just the way i am :)

here's a lil poem i wrote a coupla weeks back....

Our souls are as two waves of the ocean
flowing soft and strong like beings of water
our contours match, we wrap and complement each other
we sway and glide, swell and ebb, entwined
Our souls are as two blades of grass side by side in a field
two reeds along the ancient whispering river bank
Unique individuals
united in a greater being, a higher purpose
a shared awareness and experience of all that is
Awed and respectful yet totally yeilding and trusting
I to your strength and compassion and you to my vision
This elegant, exquisite, electric sensitivity
the hairs that rise and tingle along my neck
as the cool breezes caress your warm skin
Your strong arms around me whenever i need or desire them
whether you are physically present or not
the merest thought of you escapes my mind and you are here
with me
around me
The nuances of self, reflected in each other
appreciation of the subtleties of human existence
Offered lovingly to me in your deep neptunian eyes
Guiding me on a perfect voyage of discovery
of love, sharing, humility and wonder
Our souls are as two waves of the ocean


currently listening to: Tim Buckley - Greetings from L.A. ((album) yes vinyl :P)

Tim Buckley Get On Top

Well that girl walks in a stormy bitching whine
Well she moves that cool black dress all across the floor
Tell your mama to sing out, like a slow burn
Slow burn your motel walls, over me.
Get on top of me woman
Get on top
Let me see what you learned tonight
Then I talk in tongues mama
Oh when I love you
Yes I talk in tongues

Get on top of me woman
Get on top let me breathe,
Get on top of me woman
I just wanna see what you learned

Well like a bitch dog in heat we had those bed springs a
Squeakin' all night long
And didn't you hear those walls a talkin'

I feel you ride
feel you ride
feel you ride with me

Get on top of me woman
get on top let me breathe
get on top of me woman
I just wanna see what you learned

Tim Buckley Move With Me

I went down to the meat rack tavern
And found myself a big ol' healthy girl
Now she was drinkin' alone
Aw what a waste of sin
So I went on over to sweet talk that girl
Lord I moved on in
Lord I whispered come on and move with me
Move with me move with me move with me darlin'
Aw don't be shy
I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha,
Mess witcha, mess witcha mind

Well, I don't care if you tell me you're married
Cause I can be your man when your husband ain't home
Now if he should walk in you just tell him I'm your houseboy
And that you just can't stand to sleep here alone...no more

I wanna move with you, move with you, move with you,
Move with you darlin'
I wanna mess witcha mess witcha mess witcha
Mess witcha mind

Well now he finally walked in
And Lord that man filled up the doorway
Well he grabbed me by my throat
And he bounced me down the stairs
And Lord I swear, he broke every bone in my body
But it was worth every second that I was there
Cause she would whisper to me...

Move with me, move with me, move with me,
Move with me darlin'
I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha,
Mess witcha mind

Tim Buckley Sweet Surrender

Now you wanna know the reason
Why I cheated on you
Well I had to be a hunter again
This little man had to try
To make love feel new again
'Cause there's just a few things honey
I'm not old enough to do for you
And they're the things mama You just never cared to show me
And so this loverboy found him a flamingo
and this flamingo showed him how to tango and when they tangoed it would send
their hearts a flutter, tease him 'till he stutterd
made him so young and tender sweet to surrender was so young and tender
sweet to surrender was so young and tender.
Well now your gonna go out and get yourself a reputation.
But I guess i'm gonna have to show you where to start.
And then your gonna bring back your little reputation.
And prove to me what I could not prove to you.
Cause I was just to young and hard, just too cold honey
Just too hard to care, just too hard. To surrender, surrender to love.
Sweet surrender, surrender, if we could, just surrender love would heal the
mess we made.
So give it up mama aint gonna be no good it keeps going round and round. You hurt me,
then I hurt you again. Oh there's one thing left to do, give it up, give it up and
surrender to love.



Saturday, November 01, 2003

new feature: Joke of the week - hopefully i will have one worthy of posting next week :-)

this one's for the geeks :D

Why do computer geeks celebrate Halloween on Christmas?

Because Oct 31 = Dec 25.



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