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Friday, Feb. 03, 2006 - 8:44 p.m.
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Off to the Quack
Tuesday, Jan. 31, 2006 - 9:39 a.m.
I have a sick child :( As seems to be common with Aspergers kids they have a VERY high pain threshold. He mentioned to me a week ago about having a blocked ear - didn't complain or whine or sob - just casually mentioned it. Last night he said "My ear is ringing and feels hot". Turns out he had a temperature and an ear that Dumbo would be proud of so we are off to the doctor this morning to get him some antibiotics.
t.
I'm a Teabag!
Monday, Jan. 30, 2006 - 8:37 p.m.
"A woman is like a teabag - it's not until she is in hot water that you realise how strong she is".
I'm not sure of the original source of this, but I heard it tonight on Australian Story about Gayle, who lost one arm and the use of the other arm in a farm accident.
t.
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Monday, Jan. 30, 2006 - 6:29 a.m.
I've rediscovered the joys of baking! Although I'm sure this comes as no surprise to some of you, it is possible to make delicious and yummy things from just the ingredients in your cupboard. The biggest advantage for me is that when I have little money I can still have yummy things to put in David's lunchbox. Yesterday I made chocolate slice and choc patty cakes and now I have some pancake mix ready on the bench to cook for breakfast. (All gluten free of course!).
The thing about the pancakes is that I use egg rings to cook them. I like them to be a predictable size (albeit pikelet size) and with an egg ring I can control the spillage and thickness. Clare laughed when I told her this - she enjoys the free flowing 'mess' that is hippy pancake making.
t.
The Strangest Thing ...
Thursday, Jan. 26, 2006 - 9:24 p.m.
The most unexpected thing has happened. I've become addicted to cricket! My Mother has been extolling it's virtues for years and I've always shunned the very idea of spending hours watching a little ball being thrown, hit and caught by a bunch of people on a large field. Mum warned me that once I got interested that would be it; she was right! I've spent most of the day watching Sri Lanka vs Aus which finished about 5 minutes ago. Mum and Dad had friends over for drinks and I was texting Dad the score/wickets etc. I even picked Man of the Match! I am actually looking forward to Sunday for the next match. Bizarre. t.
Being Australian
Wednesday, Jan. 25, 2006 - 7:03 a.m.
(Adapted from a Forward)
"Being Australian is about driving in a German car to an Irish pub for a Belgian beer, then travelling home, grabbing an Indian curry or a Turkish kebab on the way, to sit on Swedish furniture and watch American shows on a Japanese TV. And the most Australian thing of all? Suspicion of anything foreign."
Jokes aside ... many Australians don't know that we no longer own Vegemite or Arnotts biscuits. 25% of 'Australian' companies are foreign owned. There is a proposal to have an 'Aussie Only' aisle in the supermarket stocking Australian made AND Australian owned products. Great idea .. but it will take legislation to force the profit-driven supermarkets to do it.
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Keeping Bureaucracy at Bay
Tuesday, Jan. 24, 2006 - 7:16 p.m.
So today I finally got around to doing two of the things on my list - summarising my claims from David's trust fund (just over $700 which will be nice) and writing the stat dec for the other $60K that is still with the superannuation fund two years later.
The super fund asked me for a stat dec saying, amongst other things, whether or not I had remarried and if I had any other children. I really don't see how this is relevant to me claiming the money for David! I have no claim to the money - I was divorced from Wayne when he died - I am simply doing the paperwork on behalf of David and his eligibility should not be affected by my relationship status or other children. I felt like writing them one of my nice little letters but I just let it go because I want them on my side when they make the decision.
If you live in Brisbane and you pay a gas bill, your latest one is probably wrong. I rang them today to question the bill and they admitted they had overcharged everyone $29.65 but that they were only re-issuing bills to those customers that contacted them. Not sure if this means they will credit others or just keep Mum about it ... either way they get to hang onto nearly $30 from every gas customer in Brisbane for six months ... that's some decent interest! If you want to know where the error is just comment or email me.
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Apparently I'm a Problem
Monday, Jan. 23, 2006 - 7:00 a.m.
LOLOLOLOL!
I just received an email that made my morning! Over a year ago I was fucking this scrawny, bald, insecure engineer by the name of TIM CARTWRIGHT. He was very inexperienced and it almost wasn't worth the effort but you know, desperate times call for desperate measures. Anyway, we went our separate ways - I fucked him off because he was a loser - and since then I have sent him two IMs on Yahoo to ask him innocuous questions and forwarded three jokes I think because they went to my whole address book.
Anyway, received an email today ... still laughing about it.
From: Larnie J ([email protected])
To: Nerddette
Date: Jan 23, 2006 3:03 AM
Subject: Tertia tertia tertia..
I really dont know where to start this. I suppose I've never had a problem like you before.
Firstly I really felt that someone had to let you know a thing or two. Tim has no interest in you. You don't need to message him to tell him you had a dream about him, you dont need to IM him to see if he still reads your journal. Your nothing to him and he has no need to hear from you ever again. You're a total embarrassment to him. He used you for sex, god knows why, and now that he has someone a hell of a lot better your useless. He never saw you as a friend, he never saw you as anything except something to stick his cock into. Well at least I can give you credit for getting some things right - damn striaght I gave him the best blowjob ever.
I'm sure you can find a nice deformed moron like your lovely husband and have a wonderful prosperous life together. Just realise that Tim and I have ours and never want to see you in it again.
Stupid little bitch. Did she honestly think this was going to wound me, or affect me anymore than a mosquito might at a BBQ? OMG .. I'm so devastated .. i think i'll kill myself.
MY REPLY
From: Nerddette
To: Larnie J ([email protected]), "Tim (Internode)" ([email protected]), "Tim (Hotmail)" ([email protected])
Date: Jan 23, 2006 6:27 AM
Subject: Re: Tertia tertia tertia..
LOL thanks for this it made my morning!!
I'm assuming your email address is fairy_queen because you're a gay male, right? Because obviously (well god hopefully) you've realised by now that Tim is gay. Well Gary (you know? the guy whose cock Tim sucked?) he thought he had to be gay because he really knew how to take that cock in his mouth.
Also, the number of times I had to fuck Tim's arse to give him the best orgasms is another really good indication of that.
I am really surprised that he even thought thats the reason I sent those messages. That's fucking laughable. I kicked him the fuck out of my life when I realised what a loser he was.
He really should be careful who he pisses off. i have photos, video, illegal porn that he gave me and I know his parents names, addresses and workplaces. Now I know he has photos of me .. the difference is MY PARENTS KNOW and i don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks because my photos are already published around the world, on the internet and have been mailed to my friends and family. That photo I have of Tim with the dildo stuck up his arse .. I wonder how that would post .. do you think it would take long to get through [insert fathers workplace] internal mail or should I deliver it personally? And those two nieces of his? Maybe someone should let them know what he thinks about everytime they sit on his knee.
The difference is I wouldn't do that because I know how it feels when someone betrays your trust. I wouldn't sent a catty, spiteful, obviously based on insecurity email to someone I didn't know especially when I didn't know the other side of the story. Take it from me sweety .. Tim doesn't always tell the truth and because of the nature of his parents he is used to lying to get himself out of trouble.
You are welcome to him. Totally. He was a dead fuck anyway. I'm glad I'm a problem for you.. hahaha .. the fact that he even remembers who I am is a surprise .. I had to think for a minute myself.
And to TIM .. don't send your little sluts to do your dirty work. Be a fucking man and send me the email yourself. Loser.
When the fuck will people realise that I have already survived the holocaust of my life and nothing will ever bring me down again?
t.
One more sleep
Sunday, Jan. 22, 2006 - 10:37 p.m.
One more sleep until my favourite day of the year. Start of the school year!!! The beginning of every other term in the year isn't as significant because the child has only been home for a couple of weeks but the summer break is so long and I seriously need some ME time.
All his books are covered, pencils sharpened, uniforms have names sewn into them.
I pulled out his old pencil case from the end of last year and went through it to get the still good colouring pencils to add it his new ones. I realised that he has been at the school for 5 years, gets 12 new pencil crayons each year so a total of 60. There were 50 in his pencil case!! All with his name on them, collected over the 5 years at that school. So he has only lost 10 in 5 years. He had three pairs of scissors as well. He has lost one hat in that time and he wore his lunch box out - never lost it.
I think it's an Aspergers thing. Friends with non-Aspie kids tell me they are often replacing hats, lunchboxes, pencils etc. David hardly ever loses a thing. There are benefits to having an Aspie (although I already knew that).
Hooray for Mummy Holidays tomorrow!
t.