V1.13

I kissed your dad and I liked it.
I hope that your mum don’t kill me.

In our house we have a tendency for making our own little parody songs. It is quite a beloved past-time of ours, as petty as it may seem. Then I got thinking about it, how popular parody songs can be. Take Adam and Andrew for instance, as catchy as their songs are they apparently receive copious amounts of hate mail.. In my opinion they are actually quite clever in some of the songs they do, however I do stress some. Mind you, I think it would be excellent if there were more science/technology/geek parody songs. Maybe I need to hunt around a bit more to find some..

House hunting has begun, and we put our first application in. I am really hoping we get it as it is basically perfect for what we want - 4 bedroom, $315 per week and less than a 5 minute walk to the train station. Most convenient I say! Dinner is here, so I shall leave it at that.

V1.12

The Christmas season is fast approaching, which for many it is a time of joy and celebration... As well as happiness. However for me, it brings on feelings of depression, angst, anxiety and high irritability.

Let us be honest here - even in an un-depressed state, the holidays are stressful and often disappointing. We run ourselves near to the ground buying gifts, cooking, decorating as well entertaining [not to mention you still have to be working on top of this]. Tempers flare as we're thrown together with relatives whom we see not all too often, and don't necessarily always enjoy spending time with. Expectations are high that this season will be magical and perfect as we try to recapture the wonderment we felt as children waiting for Santa, or wait for a rush of emotion as we ponder the religious significance of Christmas. When those feelings don't automatically well up, we are suddenly disappointed.

It is miserable to be depressed during the holidays. One reason is that deep down you know that you should really be enjoying all of the wonderful things that come along with the season. As down as I sound on the season, I really do enjoy a lot of Christmas-ey things - decorating the tree and the house, giving presents, watching Rudolph and the Grinch and event trying my hand at making Christmas themed foodstuffs. But when I'm depressed, the fact that I can not enjoy these things makes me twice as miserable, and I berate myself for not partaking fully in the joys of the season.

The second thing that makes it so hard with being depressed during the holidays is that doing the holidays right requires a lot of planning as well as organisation. If you're not feeling the best, you're so far from having those capabilities that it is somewhat pathetic. You can't even plan past the next hour, let alone an entirety of a holiday season. And organisation?! Come on!

Another horrendous aspect of being depressed during the holidays is spending time with people. Parties, dinners, get-togethers, etc. You're having so much trouble smiling that you are almost positive that you have an absolutely ghastly expression printed on your face. You feel like bursting into tears when someone asks you to join in singing a Christmas carol. Worst of all, in general you are overly sensitive - to noise, to anything sad, like the other reindeer teasing Rudolph, to quite meretricious decorations that [for some unknown reasons] make you really depressed. So the game begins, with you trying to act normal while all of this turmoil and pain is going on inside you, instead of being able to cry and scream or stare at the ceiling like you can do when you're alone.

What I find somewhat difficult is that everyone you know (and even strangers and advertisements) are telling you just how much you should be enjoying this time of the year. Even if they're at the end of their rope trying to get everything done, they will be telling you what a downer you are being. You know you should be happy and having fun - no one has to tell you this. However, they do anyway, and you just want to slug them then proceed to burst out crying.. Yes, they may 'mean well', but they are not making things any easier for you.

Well that's my whinge/rant about the up and coming season.. Maybe next time I shall rant about something a bit more worthwhile.. Ahaha.

V1.11

First off, V1.3 has been edited to portray my thoughts upon having a think on the blog topic, and please note that from here on in I shall not be editing as such.. Just that I felt this one in particular needed it, seeing as I have since changed my opinion on that one and am no longer feeling guilty.

It is finally Saturday! It is awesome to be back working [over] full time again, the increased cash flow shall be greatly appreciated.. Work is alright, it is currently exceptionally tiring but what can ya' do? I enjoy it, I really do.. I am just sick to flip of the politics of that place. I mean really, all the time they spend whinging about having to do something - they could have had it already done by the time they had finished whinging! Oh well, I am not here to judge - it is indeed not my role. On the upside, the ABI/Psych [dual diagnosis] unit inbetween my ABI and my Psych unit are looking at offering me a contract. I seem to be full of contracts as of late - do not get me wrong, you do not see me complaining! Time will tell I suppose.

Argh my system has been running quite slow as of late. I removed a whole lot of junk yet still it is indeed running slow. I need more space, and possibly a further clean up. Or perhaps I can wait for this to happen...

Trust me, I don't often post/look at this sort of stuff [Believe it or not].

Again, an effortless blog containing a mere miniature rant on my day and my current thought/s. Maybe next time will be a tad more interesting. We will see.

V1.10

It is Thursday, glorious Thursday. Also known as my day off for the week. I did not see the need to blog yesterday, as 1) I had nothing worth putting [not that I generally do anyway], and 2) I was so exceptionally tired after work that I slept most of yesterday afternoon. Tomorrow brings the beginning of the 6 days in a row, out of my 12 work day fortnight. YAY! Ah, I just continue to think of the money.. It shall be oh so grand.

Other news, I am attending a formal - Ahaha AWESOME! So for this to work [well], I am in need of finding a pretty dress and attempting to scrub up nicely for it. I may have even found a date for the event, heh. Ah well, all in good fun I suppose. It will be my first formal ever, so that is something coolness. That and the lead up will allow me to hang out with Jane more, which is an absolute bonus.. She is indeed an awesome lass! What gets me a tad nervous is, I have never attended a formal - heck, I even missed my own debutante ball.. So I have a few things to research, to remove the possibility of something like this happening..

Also, I want a new console but I am unsure as to which one I desire the most. A SNES, Wii or an XBox [then I can emulate and have all of the SNES goodness on that one, however the Wii has Mario Galaxy and Wii fit. Mind you I don't want to be getting a console just because of 2 games, do I now? Not very practical]. Ah well, maybe I should save my pennies and hold off for a bit? We'll see how it goes I guess.

Oh, and yay for meeeting new people who I can actually converse with whom don't think I am weird when I make geeky/nerdy references. Total pwnage, heck yeah! That is all for today.

V1.9

Work was tiring. New clients and new staff. Exhausting as well as frustrating when it is clear they have no interest or no idea about psychiatric nursing. On the upside, looks like I am back to doing 5/6 day work weeks. Awesome!

V1.8

Yay for Katey being 21 today. They grow up so fast, etc etc. She has indeed taken a shining to the likes of Guitar Hero and to be honest [and totally unbiased] she is pwning at it! However, a few hours have passed and surprisingly she has already cut down on her cigarette intake. A sign that the game is already getting to her? Will something like this be the next step on her way to full blown addiction?

Maybe, if Katey were a man.

So my mind was brought to an episode of South Park [Season 11, episode #166], well named Guitar Queer-O. Basically Stan and Kyle get so good at playing Guitar Hero that they get a contract, in parody form they split when Stan is pushed to play with another kid. He goes on a downward spiral of Heroin Hero [parody game - no duuh] where he is chasing a dragon he is never able to catch. I will not be so cruel as to spoil the ending, however it did raise the thought that maybe.. Just maybe, this could be us at some stage:

If we were cool enough.

Moving on. Work was good, and eventful. I am greatly amused when nurses at work give me Belgium [i.e. crap] for my age [currently I am basically the only one under 35 or so.. Yet when it comes to the Aboriginal flag, some of them can not even remember the colours involved [okay an exaggeration, they could not remember the order in which they went - but you get the drift]. Also, if I have stomach contents spurting through a tube in my direction again - it will only be too soon.

V1.7

Last night I received a phone call from a not so nice ex [for those who know me and my life, it's the cheater]. Anyway, I hadn't spoken to him in over a year and he calls out of the blue, no doubt calling for something in particular. Long story short, I am left to be feeling like I have done something utterly wrong even though logics and rationality are both telling me that I am in fact in the right. So to remove the temptation of having a go at him, I have since removed him from all accounts as well as deleted his number. Good move on my behalf, I think. Also, epic win to Helen [Lyns' Mum] for being home to allow me to vent and make me see that in fact I am in the right and I hadn't done anything wrong. =]

On the upside, I am going through a short phase of thoroughly enjoying cheerleading again. Bring It On seems to always put me in the mood for bad 90's pop and dance music, and the feeling/desire to want to wear lycra blend skirts has never been so great. With pom pom's and uniform to match, such as this, who can resist the temptation to dream about 'bringing it'? As with the movie I watched last night, the somewhat alternative guy gets the Hollyood girl, mind you I still end up with a smile on my face as they kiss at the end. Besides, who could ever forget the credit bit where the Clover's and the Toro's come together to do a rendition of 'Hey Mickey.' Can I get a, I said brr... It's cold in here, there must be some Toros in the at-mos-phere!

Who could forget the spirit fingers?

The sequel Bring It On Again follows a slightly [well, entirely] different story line than the first of the trio. Freshman gets into squad, leader is a bitch, freshman leaves squad and starts own with university outcasts. The costumes [to me] don't seem as awesome, but it seems there's still a whole lot of pep! The underdogs come to win, and the freshman even gets the guy. How bomb-diggity?! If you learn anything from this film, it's to don't be all up in my Kool-Aid.

Kool-Aid, ghetto style.