V6.0

Since my last post, I have ended my relationship with the guy I was dating (7 months later). I knew it was for the best, and once you know it is not meant to be it is best to end it before it goes too far. Unfortunately, ours had passed that stage. You win some you lose some.

I had a friend from my former/Brisbane life pass away on Wednesday the 9th of September. It came as a surprise to so many of us, and he will be sorely missed. Many of the old regulars, as well as current followers of the Brisbane metal scene will remember a friendly, fun loving bloke known as Snailz. Robert 'Snailz' Martin was the one who shook your hand every time you entered the venue, had a beer and a joke with you, and didn't have a negative thing to say about anyone or anything. He was in the moshpit of every local metal band's set, front row centre. He was a great mate to all who knew him. You'll be sorely missed, Snailz.

On another - more positive note, I have added another year to my life, and also I have been bettering myself via losing weight as well as removing negativity. Since being back home I have lost over 15 kilograms, although I aim at losing a further 25. At least this time I am doing it the proper way, exercise and healthier eating habits.

Pop is still in hospital, although this one takes a fair bit too much to explain so I shall leave it for another time.

V5.1

Update: Pop made it through surgery seemingly well. Hoping the recovery process is positive and we hve home home soon again!

Until then, some pictures hand chosen from the family albums...

Pop, if he put on weight, a squint and wore a tux complete with bow tie.

Pop in parade balloon form.

V5.0

I know, I have been slack for the past few months. With a fair enough excuse. Since last blogging, I have moved from Queensland back to Victoria (two states ftl/ftw - depending on how you look at it).. Aside from that, it has been back to square one with a new job, new/old friends and other such prospects.

I had originally typed up a rather positive blog and had saved it. Unfortunately things have dramatically changed in the past half a week or so.

Nan and pop moved from Brisbane to Geelong on Saturday. They were both well, slowly moving things and getting the house set up etc. Sunday, however things had taken a turn for the worse. Pop had gone from being able to walk, talk, eat and do things for himself to not being able to walk without two of us, unable to eat on his own and was unable to speak sense - i.e. it consisted of made up words. After deciding to call the ambulance, against his wishes we headed off to the hospital to meet them there. Four or so hours later of tests and such, they found he was bleeding intracranially, and had been since his last head injury the week an a half earlier. The week and a half earlier, he had tripped and pounded his head on the tiles causing internal hemorrhaging into his brain. From this he ha gone into surgery to have it fixed up, leaving a hematoma behind. After being in observation for continual bleeding for a few days the doctors there (in Brisbane) gave him the all clear to fly down to Victoria. But alas, their observation had failed. Poppy had been bleeding out into his brain since the original injury, but noticeable symptoms and signs were only showing a week and a half after the fall.

He was rushed off to Melbourne to see a neurosurgery team to decide the best cause of action, although we already knew that ultimately more surgery was the only option. We spent the day with him before he went in for surgery today. I have never seen him like this, so confused, so disorientated. Although, I am surprised that he was pretty good with remembering my name this time (usually he gets a little muddled and calls me Cass - my cousin. Although he does have the early stages of vascular dementia).. We said our goodbyes, kissed him on the forehead and watched him be taken away for surgery.

He should be out now. However, I have not heard any news. It's strange you know, with this sort of thing at work I am fine, but once it's your own it's a totally different ball game.

Surgery for four hours, and I just got the word - he has made it through the surgery and has gotten to recovery. Fingers crossed he continues to get through it. I am aware that risks of this surgery may not seem that likely to happen, but with Poppys health status at the moment, I am not taking anything to chance. As nan says however, 'We shall not worry until we know for sure there is something we indeed need to worry about.'

I am currently looking positively into the future, hoping that it all works out the way we desire. I could not bare to lose another grandparent. Losing the first two was hard enough. A sense of relief has come over me. I pray it only gets better from here.

V4.2

Hasn't this month just flown by! Work has been going - I have two jobs now which is good - as well as still doing the web mastering at home in my spare time. Family are good, although a new addition is still yet to join us (by this I indeed mean a puppy) - all in good time I am indeed hoping.

A little confused about boys at the moment. I have been seeing one down here who is quite lovely. But things seem to be easing off a bit - have not seen him in a little while due to both of us being quite busy. I am not entirely sure where I stand with him. Then again I don't know where he stands in my mind at the moment. I will summon up the courage to work that one out soon. There is of course, another one - from Brisbane. Still managing to play on my mind. It is weird, I will start to be getting over him then *ZHAM* he just reappears out of nowhere - and of course I somewhat fall all over again. Although admittedly, I am getting better with withholding the emotions a bit. I need to be realistic, logical, all that serious stuff.

Supanova (Melbourne) was on the weekend just gone - fun was definitely had, all be it early, early mornings (try getting up at 5:30am on a day off, and not getting home until after 9pm!).. But definitely well worth it. It reiterated my slight intrigue with dwarves (there was an uber, UBER cute guy at Supanova - complete with glasses and awesome hair).. Argh, I don't mean to sound politically incorrect tonight, nor do I mean to offend.. But I don't know, I mean everyone has their thing that they are into - I guess I like height extremes :-p Enough rambling for now I think.

The joy of the possible flu is making my head hurt, immensely.

V4.1

As of this week, new job, and we have found a puppy that we are considering - having a meet and greet with him next week! Also, Will's 25th on Thursday which I am happy I will finally be here for, for the first time in like 3 years.

I have only been back home for 2 weeks or so and I feel myself falling into a nice routine, getting back into the feel of my surrounds, and enjoying the ability to see certain people a fair amount. Among these certain people is a strange one. I’m not entirely sure how to describe him, but he’s definitely rad at the very least. So yes, I seem to be growing quite fond of a particular male. He is like no one I have had the pleasure of meeting (having said that, he does remind me somewhat of a close friend), and he makes me smile like I haven’t done so in such a long time. He isn’t afraid to hold my hand, he isn’t afraid to call me an Oldfag once I have called him a Newfag. He is happy to game with me, discuss gaming, technology, politics as well as religion. He can go on and on about computers, knowing my knowledge lies within other feats – and I like it. He has only been around a short time, but already I feel as though I’m learning from him. It is such a bizarre feeling, but most definitely a good one. He leaves me with butterflies and a huge smile, something which I haven’t legitimately had in oh such a while.

As I said, he hasn’t been around for a while so I will be careful with getting my hopes up. But between us, I hope he sticks around :-)

V4.0

Much has happened in the past month. Including the trip to Melbourne for a holiday, then to Tasmania for 6 days then back to Brisbane. Oh and me bailing on moving to Tasmania, oh and now am living back in Victoria. Exciting stuff!

Past month I have been massively busy moving, sorting out my stuff for moving and the like. Plus is the awesome weather down here, it is amazing! The joy of being able to sleep with a doona is brilliant! Looking for dogs is also a fun and enjoyable task! Yes, now that I am living back at home mum and I are on the lookout for a new pet! So excited.

I need to get my act together and get motivated for some reviews and such! Probably do one tonight. Bonus of job interviews coming out the wahzoo! Hopefully I nail something soon ^_^

Short post as I am currently ill - thanks dairy for being so darn tasty, but so darn evil!

V3.3

Much has happened over the past fortnight. We have been fighting with several real estates, I got an new [online] job as a web Mistress [no, not in the sexual context... In the female Web Master context].. I planned a holiday, oh and we have gotten evicted. Yes, you heard it right. We have 10 days to move and be done with the current house - oh did I tell you, I leave for my holidays tomorrow. Wicked!

Basically, we signed the lease with the animals on it and everything was fine. However, turns out the real estate had approved the lease without asking the owners of the property first. We had a friend of the owners come through the house as she's trying to sell it, he turns to the owner and tells her that we have the rats running around the house outside of their cages [which is complete bollocks!], so the owner kicked up a stink about wanting us out NOW. This was about 2 weeks after we moved in, in December.

We then receive a call saying we had a breach notice to remedy the lawns not being mowed [fairo, it's a breach of the lease].. We mow the lawns and within the period of the first breach we receive another.. This one for apparently not having done the lawns and the house being untidy [by untidy we have boxes of packed stuff all over the house as we know we have to move again so there isn't much point in unpacking, amirite?].. We complain, they ignore, and so it goes on. THEN, Lyns calls up to see if our property manager [Brad the wanktard] has agreed to our terms of leaving, i.e. if they want us out before the lease is out they must pay for our moving etc etc..], Brad then tells us that there has been another complaint. ANOTHER! Turns out another real estate has said that they tried to come around to look at the place on Saturday [6 days ago] and apparently could not get in. Now, last Saturday we were ALL home, yes, all 3 of us. Noone came, at all that day. AT ALL! Yet there is breach numero tres, and bang eviction. So basically Katey and Lyns must find a new place and move the house in 10 days whilst I am 2 states away on holidays. If not, our stuff goes to a family friends, they sleep on his mums floor and I move back in with nan. Oh what joy this has turned to be!

Oh, mum doesn't know yet.. Let's keep it a secret, hey? Good.

On the upside, looking forward to Cassie's 21st as well as Kell's whilst I am down in Melbourne. OH and I get to see Sindy and get my new cyber lox! Wicked! [And of course spend time with mama and brother and such ^_^]

Anywho, I need to have my belongings packed and ready for tomorrow and for house moving so I should get back to it.

V3.2

I'm falling, fading away. What more can I say. I am getting that pitting feeling again, and I do not like how it changes me. I really don't. I get apathetic about everything from work, to housework and it even spreads over to gaming and other such areas. I hate what this feeling does to me, but sometimes I do not know how to deal with it. Ugh. Frustrating. Anyway, in short the past weeks or so have been a bit of a struggle so I am hoping they improve rapidly. In helping things to improve, I bought Star Wars Lego for the PS2 for $13 at the EB Games sale today. I'm quite chuffed, and am looking forward to the possibility of a weekend gaming.

I have been doing better in other areas as of late. I have opened my socialising up more and even initiated events. I've been hanging out with old friends more as of late which has been ace, and even mending bridges with others. Heck, I even went out for dinner andandand a ferris wheel ride.. Aha Daniel, you are a champion for letting me hold on a I went through scenarios of how we could meet our demise. I am hopeless at big heights.

I believe boys are complicated [and I don't deny that they probably think the same about us].. But really, I say what I mean and try not to leave a 'sub-level' meaning. Why can't others do the same? My toe twitching from the other week still hasn't stopped. Seeing the Doctors soon again though.

Also, just quickly... If you say you're going to do something in passing and then say 'Ok, I'll talk to you later about it!', this does NOT mean you have made plans. So instead of making me feel awful, get over it :]

V3.1

He's gone. A man who terrorised me back home, caused heart-ache and distress; altered lives forever.. Passed away. Now I am quite sensitive when it comes to people passing - I've seen over a handful of dead bodies in my life during work.. However I will not be one of those that do a complete 180 and once the person passed act as though we were friends, we got along, we cared. He was not a good person, he did not have a heart of gold [do not get me wrong, we are not all perfect]. Granted, he was in a tough place towards the end - his final attempt encased him in a limp; lifeless body until ultimately he met his demise.

This event closes an important chapter in our book, I will no longer be thinking 'what if', what if he was to 'suddenly' get better and it happen all over again? I knew it was impossible, to go from what he had become back to what he was, but it never stopped me from wondering. This event will give a number of us the closure in our lives that we have been looking for, for years.

I probably sound cold but I refuse to be one of the ones who turns and says, 'He had so much to live for what a shame.. Isn't it sad..' Etc. That is not me, and although he lived the past couple of years in somewhat torture - he was finally on the receiving end. I know, I sound cruel, but I have good reasons to. I get that it was sad what he tried to do towards the end.. But he did it all to himself. You know, you reap what you sew.

On another note, time for a change. Going to take some time off uni and do some IT stuff for a while. I need to chill and get myself together, and just enjoy myself for the time being. Before I burn out; or my back goes again.

Holidays soon! Heading home [Geelong] for 9 or so days, then on to Tassie where I will be meeting up with Katey, Lyns et al for 6 days to hunt around and such. I seriously can not wait - so excited!!

Cadbury factory here we come!


I sincerely hope they have this at Tassie Cadbury..

Well, off to have lunch with the Nana!

V3.0

Happy New Years to all! After much waiting, 2009 is finally upon us! I [among others I am sure] have been waiting a long while for this year to finally be here, and here it is! Last night for me was spent between my friend Dan's and Southbank for the midnight fireworks... Oh and in the back of the ambulance. Ahah fun fun.

It started off by me waving goodbye to Katey from the front yard as I set off to the station. Having not been to our new station before I left with ample time, yet today the train decided to come early and hence I did not have time to get a ticket [what a rebel, I know!]. After getting Jane to get me a ticket and bring it to me so I could get out of the train station unscathed of a $150 fine, we made our way to the happy herbs shop in the Valley. This place is hippy to the extreme, and smells wonderfully of incense and hemp clothing. It makes me reminisce over the hippy events/festivals that my mum used to take us to, including such things as Confest and other glorious places; times.

After getting some [completely legal] happy pills and brew we headed to the supermarket to get dinner items - it was decided I cook apricot chicken for us tonight. After trying to take a supermarket trolley out of the supermarket full of bags and still needing to go to the bottle shop, we were stopped by the attendant. Turns out that once you leave the store, the wheels lock so as to prevent trolley theft. It seems it has been a long while since I had been to the good ol' Valley. Heh.

After we trekked up to the Jubilee to collect booze for the others, had a minor flirt with the attendant - who says curls DON'T get the girls - and we were on our way back to Dan's new pad, with a carton of Vodka Cruisers. Ahah, I feel like the epitome of a teenage girl, except that I am well over legal age. Shame. It helped a little that Dan was carrying it, knowing fair well that he enjoys the taste an alcoholic beverage that fairs the same as soft drink. Somehow I think back to the 'outrage' experienced by the Australian Family Association over the 'Alcopop Free Condom Offer.' Can not be bothered explaining, but in the end came this lulzy picture:

Anyway, got to Dan's where I cooked an awesome apricot chicken with rice where we had one or two drinks and played Sing Star. Turns out, I am not too bad at it. We headed out to Southbank to meet up with some of Jane's friends. We danced to bad dance, try hard trance and mandatory songs [such as 'The way you make me feel', and Toni Basil's 'Hey Mickey'] in a sea of people who did not seem to be dancing, which turns out produces pictures like this:

After sitting down for a while, I started to feel ill. Leapt up, running to the bathroom where I proceeded to vomit up blood. Tasty much [Keep in mind I had a total of 2 (two) drinks].. After spending a good 30 minutes to find the ambulance officers with police being next to no help, they took a set of obs and said I was fine and dandy and to just take it easy. I am thinking that the heat, dancing and lack of water did not agree with me. It was dark blood so that tells us that it is old - i.e. no problemo. As I stepped out of the ambulance, walked down to the steps the fireworks started. Happy New Years. I looked around, finding Dan and Jane's cheery faces which seemed to melt away the reality of drunken youths and annoying people in general. Fireworks were not as good as I had hoped for, but were pretty all the same.

After the trek back to Dan's, I downed about a litre of water while the others had more alco pops and we wandered down to the pool. Sat around and had a long chat, then deciding that we would bail out on the pool idea and pass out in front of the air conditioner instead [mainly because someone was getting 'busy' in the pool, or so it seemed]. Good choice I say [in us deciding to bail]. The day after involved pizza, Kung-Fu Panda, Futurama, air conditioner and the pool. All in all a reasonably decent New Years.

Besides, it is all worth it when you have awesome kids to hang out with..