Cute much?

Spent all weekend packing. Shelton thinks he’s helping.
Cute much?

Spent all weekend packing. Shelton thinks he’s helping.
So, every now and then I’ll have a poll up on my blog, asking all sorts of questions from political to shallow. The last poll, titled “Will Rudd live up to expectations” had 60 responses, with 40% of you think that he will try and perform, but things will get in the way. An quarter thought that he was a man of his word, and another quarter thought he was a muppet that only promised what he did to get in. 10% didn’t trust a blonde in glasses. Go here to see the results in full.
Not surprising… the majority of my readers are fairly left-wing, and think the world of Mr. KRudd. Personally, I don’t trust the man yet. He’s been in office some time and he’s not moving that quickly despite good PR.
Anyway, I’ve got a new poll running now, focusing on what the Government can or should do about oil prices to the consumer. I’ve got a big spiel / article in formulation about what I think, but in the meantime I’d be very much interested to see what you all think
Unfortunately I can’t embed the poll on this post, but I can tell you the questions and answers, and all you have to do is go to my blog and click your answer in the right hand bar.
Question: What should be done about fuel prices?
Go here to vote, right hand side:-)
Well, this one’s been going around a bit, looks like fun and a good way to have a bitch!
The idea is to pick 10 blogs, and say what you REALLY think about them. It’s up to the readers to guess who I’m talking about
Note, this comes from both my LiveJournal friends list as well as my VolaciousNet blogroll
1. You are a self-obsessed yet self-hating wanker who thinks he is God’s spokesperson for the gay community. GET OVER YOURSELF. You accuse gay activists of preaching without a flock, and then you take the soapbox and do exactly the same. SHUT UP.
(ok, the rest aren’t as fiery… you can probably guess who I’m talking about there! LOL)
2. I love your blog, and am utterly jealous of the amount hot raunchy sex you have with your boyfriend.
3. You’re a lovely boy, pretty to look at, but scale down on the intensity! Reading your blog gives me a headache.
4. You have an **excellent** taste in men. Your posts are quite interesting, but often so emtional I find it hard to keep up!
5. I fucked your boyfriend. It was HOT.
6. You have a hilarious blog, with quite a unique slant. I wish you would write more!
7. I quite enjoy your bitchy, yet hilarious outlook on life. Your blog appears quite popular, and I wonder if we’d get on well in person. I reckon we’d have a hoot. Your boyfriend is hot too
8. I’d love to read more of your blog, but with so many pictures of naked men, it’s not something I can look at using the RSS-reader at work!
9. I used to get on really well with you, but now I think you’re creepy. Like, “one-day-you-will-be-a-paedophile” kinda creepy.
10. You and I are very much alike. I don’t think you realise how much. I reckon we’d get on really well if we met.
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Sorry for the delay in updating, but we finally got a place! Best of all, it’s literally only 300 metres down the road. And has a huge backyard for So that means now we’re packing. And chucking. I went through the garage today and threw out at least a trailer-full of stuff that we’ve been hoarding over the years. And, I got to dispose of all my uni notes! I must have had about 2 crates worth. I put them all in the brazier, dowsed it in kerosene and citronella oil (didn’t have any diesel), then applied a lighter and aerosol cooking oil (just for good measure). I don’t do things by halves. If I had a cigar handy, I would have lit one off the flames, but alas all I had was a cigarette, so that had to do. It tasted gooooood… watching 7 years of university go up in flames Naturally, going through all the memories when you’re sorting and packing, you find things that you tried desperately to forget… one of those was a photo of me when I was in year 5. I was the dorkiest looking kid imaginable. Jet black hair and huge glasses that took up most of my face. It’s really no wonder I got teased! Well, either that or being the school chess captain. That tends to do it too….*cringes* Thankfully there were other memories that made up for it. Corny anniversary cards given to Adam. Even cornier ones given back. A brochure of Toronga Zoo, from our first date. Ahhh… romantic love! I miss it y’know |
I really don’t like house hunting. It’s stressful, takes a lot of time, and depressing when you consider just how f**ed the rental market is at the moment. 2 years ago we had no trouble looking for rentals, properties were plentiful, and prices were more or less reasonable. We went to 5 properties on the weekend, some were really quite disgusting. Some hadn’t been vacated yet, and the squalor that some people live in absolutely astounded me. If this is the quality of tenant that they are willing to take, then why are we having such trouble? We found two places worth applying for, 1 in Ryde, not 500 metres from where we live, and one in Ermington. The one in Ryde was ok, nice big backyard for the monster, but the kitchen was a bit feral (although really our current one isn’t much better). The second one in Ermington was a lot nicer, huge amounts of space, but the backyard was a bit small. And Ermington is even FURTHER out in the suburbs… we’ll probably see our friends even less. The other thing we’ve had to consider is whether we should ditch the idea of a house altogether, give Shelton to a friend or Adam’s parents, and get an apartment. We would at least be able to save up enough money for buying a house. The thought of having to part with our big slobbery boy I think would be terrible… let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. I have to say it really is a depressing state of affairs in Australia at the moment. Housing prices are over-inflated, and rental vacancies are lower than ever. Even rental prices are going up 5-10% a quarter. I’d like to just say “stuff Sydney, I’m going to Melbourne”, but I hear it’s no better there. Oh well, we find out tomorrow or Tuesday where we might end up next… wish us luck! |
So I’m just leaving Auckland now. Almost missed my flight after the taxi driver got lost. A local taxi driver … couldn’t find the way to the airport! Go figure. Bloody Kiwis :p
So, our house hunting is not going that brilliantly… we’ve applied for two that we really wanted, and unfortunately we have already received word we didn’t get the first. The fact that we haven’t heard about the second makes me believe that we didn’t get that one either. The agent reckons there’s nothing wrong with our application, it was the owner’s choice. I hope the tenants they chose trash the place
Looking forward to getting home. I need a strong scotch and a good root.
Over and out
My QANTAS Frenquent Flyer miles are loving me. I’ve been travelling somewhere at least every week for the past month, Canberra, Melbourne, back to Canberra, now in Wellington, and next week it will be Auckland. I have to say I don’t mind NZ… it’s a quaint little place I think a sleep on the plane is definitely in order. Let’s hope that I get that nice cute blonde Kiwi flight attendant looking after me again Yes, I know, I’m a slut, but you wouldn’t have me any other way would you? **grins** |
We have to move. Again. We got a call last Thursday that the owners planned to move into our house, meaning we have until the end of next month to find a place and move out. We’re renting, and unfortunately that’s the kind of shit you get when you rent. This is the 2nd time we’ve had to move in 2 years… yes I’d like to stop renting and finally own my own place, but how can one do that when you’re faced with escalating rents, and constant moving? How on earth is one expected to have savings at the same time? Oh well. I will try and put it out of my mind for the next few days, I’m at the QANTAS Club atm waiting for my flight to NZ. Just a quickie out-and-return… 2am work onsite is going to require a lot of coffee though! |