You may have noticed that I have been missing from this
space lately. If you haven’t then I
would prefer it if you would please just pretend that you have for the sake of
my fragile ego. I might cry otherwise and it wouldn’t be pretty. It would
definitely be an ugly cry. Hideous, even. Not that you would be able to see it
but I’m hoping that just the thought of having that image in your head would...
Sunday, 3 November 2013
Monday, 14 October 2013
A Post About Nothing

I Must Confess I have nothing to say. Absolutely nothing. Just so we're clear, I repeat: NOTHING.
Well, nothing interesting, anyway.
But that's never stopped me before. So, in keeping with the Seinfeldian theme of this blog, I bring to you a rather riveting post about nothing. You're welcome.
I'm...
Thursday, 3 October 2013
An Open Letter To 2013

Dear 2013,
First of all, four words.
SLOW THE FUCK DOWN ALREADY!!
Okay, that was five words. I have more.
It seems like only yesterday that I welcomed you whole heartedly with my usual quiet night in wild, crazy party, eagerly anticipating everything that you would bring. As fireworks exploded...
Thursday, 26 September 2013
Are You Being Served (By A Freakazoid)?
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Customer service is certainly not my 'thing'. In fact people are not even my thing, period. Which is odd considering that I'm supposed to be one. Debatable. I may look like something resembling a person, albeit a rather unattractive one but I'm quite positive that I'm not one. Unsure what weird...
Monday, 16 September 2013
Escape From Boganville: It's Controversial (Not Really)

The weekend before last I managed to escape from Boganville. I have barely managed this in 42 years except for the odd holiday here and there. Born and bred bogan. That's me. Classy. Naturally if an opportunity arises to escape from here, I would wish to visit somewhere glamorous and exciting....
Monday, 9 September 2013
The Buried Hopes Of A Bogan (Or Something)

It's hard to believe that I could have any regrets. I mean, just look at my life. I'm a 42 year old unemployable, overweight bogan living in a fibro box in Boganville. It doesn't get any better than that, right? However the truth is, my life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes now. That's a sentence...
Thursday, 29 August 2013
The Nerdiest Girl In The School

"LONG
AGO AND OH SO FAR AWAY..."
TIME:
1983
PLACE:
Boganville High School, the main quadrangle.
Picture
it. A time when raging cases of TES were everywhere, (Tragic Eighties
Syndrome). Bad perms, bubble skirts and Duran Duran....
Noise and activity flurried...
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