Well today didn't suck.

 

My laptop isn't dead. It was just having a laugh playing dead whilst I sobbed myself to sleep. Bastard.

This means...

1. I have not lost the last 3 years of design work.

2. My photos are not gone, and I can prove that I have existed.

3. My awesomely awesome music collection has not been devoured.

and especially, most importantly....

4. MY FONTS ARE NOT GONE!

Because I love fonts. Like if my ovaries give out before I manage to procreate it'll be OK, coz I'll just put little Helvetica and Print Clearly in a pram, sing them a lullaby, and I'm all set.

I promise I'm not a crazy person. *twitches*

If I have to be honest

What I would like to have done this weekend...

1. Go to Elands with the girls

2. Go to Paul's 21st

3. Do some work on my working laptop

4. Print this work on a working printer

5. Go to Purple Turtle and be cool

What I did instead...

1. Lay in bed coughing up my lungs

2. Attempted to work and realised my laptop has a corrupt hard drive (i.e dead)

3. Tried to print work done on dad's laptop. Fail of note.

4. Ingest enough Flusin to knock out a baby Triceratops

5. Spend the entire weekend oversleeping and then wake up at 4 on Monday morning.

Not ideal.

I can't find an appropriate picture. Imagine me looking grumpy. Nice work.

Better luck next time.

I feel that those ruby slippers may be a little cumbersome for you sweetheart.

And I'm a martyr for my love for you.

 

Yeah, its a White Stripes day. Goodnight xx 

I know, I know.

Today was not the best day of my life. It was long-winded, filled with marketing buzzwords, and people who need to seek therapy.

However...let's try this positivity thing on and see how it fits.

Good things that happened today...


1. Concept review did not leave Star and I questioning our future in the industry.
2. I actually got to see Lisa and indulge our competition fetish :)
3. Liz gave me a Hello Kitty ring! Yay!
4. We got easter eggs in Critical Studies
5. Star and I, facing near-starvation, made an amazing supper of chicken burgers with avo, oven chips and the most amazing Woolies 'vanilla creme with berry coulis'-type dessert. Divine!
6. I had a bath run for me by my dear wife (see above), complete with bubbles and candles!
7. People commented on my blog and even blogged about it! It makes me happy that people actually read this :)
8. I am about to watch FlashForward on pvr. 
9. I smell like honey and yoghurt bubble bath
10. I don't have to wake up early tomorrow!

So all in all, the day was saved. As my dear Marc Johns says...

Oh the horror

Well today is the dreaded Valentine's Day. It's pretty impossible to ignore...some spend it feeding heart-shaped chocolates and haikus to each other, others pretend to be happily independent whilst sobbing into their pillows, and some spit on couples and curse them for getting some.

I would usually be heading the Anti-love brigade...making everyone watch Sweeney Todd or something. But this year I think I'm a little more comfortable, a little less bothered and a little more aware of traps that are easy to fall into. No one likes a Cinderella complex. 

Anyhoo, I still ended up with roses, lindt chocolate and pink vitamin water. Thanks mumsy!

So if you're having a bit of a nobody-will-ever-love-me-and-I'm-going-to-be-found-dead-eaten-by-alsations sort of day...then read the Cosmo, be glad you're not going to sprain something attempting those sort of maneuvers, and make something delicious off Bittersweet. Day saved. 

Oh, and love's just around the corner.

In between

I'm having trouble articulating today. My brain feels sludgy.

Also...

Just so you know

I don't know what to write about today.

You know those horribly cynical people who hate romantic comedies and spit on couples in streets? Yeah I'm one of those. But these couples make me (secretly) believe.

Juno MacGuff: I think I'm, like, in love with you.

Paulie Bleeker: You mean as friends?

Juno MacGuff: No, I mean, like, for real. 'Cause you're, like, the coolest person I've ever met, and you don't even have to try, you know...

Paulie Bleeker: I try really hard, actually.

[neither understands the other's language]
Jamie: [in English] It's my favorite time of day, driving you.
Aurelia: [in Portuguese] It's the saddest part of my day, leaving you.

 Norah: Are you sad that we missed it?
Nick: We didn't miss it. This is it.
[they kiss] 

Jack Skellington: My dearest friend, if you don't mind... I'd like to join you by your side. Where we can gaze into the stars...
Sally: And sit together, now and forever. For it is plain, as anyone can see. We're simply meant to be.

Harold Crick: [runs to Ana the baker with a box of 10 paper bags in it] I'm glad I caught you. I wanted to give you these.
Ana Pascal: Wait, you can give presents, but not receive them? That sounds awfully inconsistent, Mr. Crick.
Harold Crick: Yes, but...
Ana Pascal: Wait, I know, I'll purchase them! Yeah, I'll purchase them.
Harold Crick: No, no, no, no.
Ana Pascal: [with wallet in hand, stops to actually look at the box] What are they?
Harold Crick: [quietly] Flours.
Ana Pascal: What?
Harold Crick: I brought you flours.
Ana Pascal: Wait, you carried them all the way here?
Harold Crick: Miss Pascal, I've been odd. I know I've been odd, and I know that there are many forces at work telling me to bring these down here to you, but I brought these for you because... I want you.
Ana Pascal: Excuse me?
Harold Crick: I want you.
Ana Pascal: You want me?
Harold Crick: In no uncertain terms.
Ana Pascal: But isn't there some... I don't know...rule about fraternization?
Harold Crick: Auditor / Auditee protocols, yes, but I don't care.
Ana Pascal: Why not?
Harold Crick: Because I want you.
Ana Pascal: [contemplates him for a second, and looks back at the box] Can you carry those a little bit further?
Harold Crick: Okay.

Joel: I could die right now, Clem. I'm just... happy. I've never felt that before. I'm just exactly where I want to be...I loved you on this day. I love this memory.

 Andrew: I don't want to waste another moment of my life without you in it.

 xxx

This could brighten any day!

I'd spent all day in here if I could. Pretending to be a pirate, obviously.

I like to rant.

Things I don't like...

1. Cyclists. Yes you're saving the planet, but your sperm swims in circles. Unlucky.

2. People who park badly. Come now.

3. Tomatoes. Devil fruit.

4. Being late.

5. Yappy dogs.

6. That Ster Kinekor 'Happy place' ad. There are no words.

7. People 'popping in' unexpectedly. I need warning, I only put pants on if there's an occasion.

8. Ugly underwear.

9. Harem pants.

10. Twilight.

11. Diamantes.

12. Small talk. I am socially awkward.

13. Loud people. (That is a generalisation)

14. Tripping over labradors.

15. Being hot! And sweating! Gar!

16. The beach. Sandy.

17. Romantic comedies.

18. People who talk and talk and talk and never say anything.

19. Mika. I can be green I can be blue...shut up.

20. Zits that interfere with one's peripheral vision.

21. Any sporting activity. I don't get it. At all.

22. Printers. They work perfectly until you need them, then they feel the need to spew out pages of cryptic symbols. Which no doubt translate to 'Heil Satan'.

23. Cal's daughter in 'Lie to Me'. One facial expression.

24. Not having eyebrows. Far from ideal.

25. Team building.

26. Missing Lie to Me! Everyone watch it!

27. When people mix up the Red Queen and Queen of Hearts. I'm a purist.

28. Apple's 'I'm a Mac I'm a PC' campaign. You make rad computers, slagging off the competition makes you look stupid.

29. My teeth.

30. Not sleeping.

31. Valentine's Day! Epic fail of a day!

Please note, this is not a complete list.

Yeah I'm a domestic goddess, no big deal

So a couple of weeks ago I decided to have a dinner party for my girls. This was brought on by a massive craving for 'Cameron pasta', the awesome mushroom and bacon pasta that a certain Mr Fraser has mastered. So here is the evidence of said domesticity...

 

Puff pastry rounds with rocket, camembert, cranberry sauce and balsamic reduction for starters

 

Cameron pasta (mushroom, bacon, shallot and garlic pasta) for mains

 

Then my favourite, pavlova with lemon curd cream and berries for dessert.

  

 

Lovely people :)

Loose leaves

The story is in the soil
Loose leaves cover the ground
There are volumes in the forest no one reads out loud
If I could take them down off of that mountain shelf...we used to climb but no one tries to go up that far now
Yeah, we're all too busy working, entertaining ourselves, 40 hours, television and prescription pills
Well, I take two a day to make my brain behave
It never does but who is to say, at least my doctor gets paid
So that's fine, yeah come by, we will take the afternoon off
We can kiss and undress or if you want just talk
Because I have got nothing real, just empty space to fill
And you are my girl, I like your style, just imagine all the time we could kill

And time's not poison but once you drink it all you'll die
So lets just sip it real slow, yeah, we can nurse it all night
Try to believe that once its gone they will pour another round
and come back to life
We'll come right back

well, it's all moving faster now, yeah, and that's what they said
And though some days still take forever I can't disagree
Because it seems to me that I wake up and sleep, look in the mirror have no idea what happened in between
But I remember counting days down until the year could be done
So I could scatter all my notebooks on the prep school lawn
And disappear again into a summer's bliss of staying out and sleeping in and getting drunk with my friends
now that's gone and I know that it won't ever come back
I accept
I won't cling to what I had in the past but life's a slippery slope
Regret is the steepest hill
Hope for the best
Plan for the worst and maybe wind up somewhere in the middle
And I'm not saying that I know what I want
But I know what I don't, don't want to rot in my room and never know what could have been, believe what everyone else tells me is true

They will say 'true'
(yeah, they say its true!)
yeah they say 'true'
(they say, yeah they say, they say
yeah they say 'true')
(That's what they say
that's it)

- Bright Eyes

People who make Vega OK

I like them. A lot.