Toffee's Journal

Random Stuff-ness

Tuesday 31st May, 2005

Why do bad things always happen in infinities?
Example: Today.

(1) Tuesday. Bad because I have a meeting with my scary project supervisor on Tuesdays.
(2) Prior laziness. Had sex instead of dong my homework (due today for meeting with scary project supervisor). (Sorry Di.)
(3) Sick. I woke up with a terrible, terrible, blurry, snotty, sneezy, phlegmy, headachey, coughy (mmm.... coffee....), sore-throaty, brain-filling-with-cotton-wool cold.
(4) Freezing. I hate Canberra. It's too fucking cold.
(5) Boring lectures. (Although on the upside, I saw a proof of Godel's incompleteness theorem today...)
(6) Ex-boyfriend. Ran into slimebag cuddling up to new girlfriend at uni today. What the fuck is he doing at uni? Trying to pick up someone even younger?! HATEHATEHATE.
(7) Friend's ex-girfriend. Poisonous (hope you're reading this- you know who you are.). Told (my) ex-boyfriend filthy lies about me and infidelity. Poisonous to the extreme.
(8) Ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend. Hate her on principle. Also, she's too nice. Deserves to die. And not nearly ugly enough.
(9) Assignments. I got excited today because I have less than 20 assignments left to do this semester. How pathetic is that.

etc etc.....

Can't wait for holidays. In fact, I was so bored in my last lecture I wrote a poem about just that:

Nearing the End of Semester

The most wonderful day of every year
Is almost here, it's almost here!
A rest is near, a break is close!
The end of term- but only almost.

OK, so I've been depressing so far so happy news:

I'm going to the ballet tonight!!!! Yay!! Fun!! I also get to wear my new dress!! YAY!! (Pause for a moment to revel in the girliness of the last few sentences...)
Also, had my last lecture for semester today. Very satisfying.
Also, my new boy got me roses and liquorice last night- what a sweetie. So much better than slimebag.

And now, I shall leave you once more to your boredom.
Love Toffee

OH MY GOD WE MISSED IT!!!

Thursday 26th May, 2005

PERSON required to pick up glasses in busy Nightclub. Must be reliable and energetic. Apply in person at Shooters in East Row tonight between 8-10pm.

JOBS : POSITIONS VACANT
25/05/2005

Debbie Strikes Again.

Thursday 26th May, 2005

BIKINI MODELS, for waiting in Tavern, in Mitchell, must be over 18yrs. Good pay. Ph Debbie, 61621129.

Full Metal Jacket

Thursday 21st April, 2005

So I was bored this evening and so watched my usual quota of TV. You know- Glasshouse, David and Margaret, and before that whatever crap was on TV. However come 10:30 I was completely bereft. And believe me, I NEEDED something to watch, or else my dreaded holiday homework guilt would catch up with me and I'd have to study (ugh). So, disillusioned by commercial TV, and not feeling intellectual enough for ABC, I turned over to old faithful- SBS. Now, given the hour of night I was expecting something... quirky... French... porn if I was lucky (the internet connection here is so slow...). Unfortunately for me Full Metal Jacket was on. For those of you who don't know this film, it's a war movie about Vietnam (and directed by Stanley Kubrick). It has amazing camera work, script, direction, the lot. It was mesmerising. It was also so fucking disturbingly violent that I can't sleep and am reduced to writing this journal entry. There's not even anything else on TV.

I was going to end it there but a good song just came onto the radio. So I thought I'd add the other major event of today- I had my first prang in mum's car. I momentarily mixed up the brake and the accelerator and bent some guy's fence. Oops.