"Pro-ana"-Anorexics unite

Another moral rant of mine on society. Today I happened to read from two different sources about the concept of the "pro-ana" movement on the internet. Essentially it is a network of readily accessible websites extoling the virtues of anorexia and bulimia and ways in which to maintain your anorexia. I found this somewhat interesting as the articles I read both expressed outrage that this content was available on the internet for impressionable young minds. So I investigated, and after entering pro-ana into Google, there popped up 1,370,000 sites for this topic!!!
So I visited ana's underground grotto and I was disgusted at the content of the site.

"This is a place for the elite who, through personal success in their ongoing quest for perfection, demonstrate daily the power and results of applying will, imagination, creativity and effort toward meeting their goals."......"This is a pro-ana website. That means this is a place where anorexia is regarded as a lifestyle and a choice, not an illness or disorder. There are no victims here. "

I couldn't believe it. There are pictures of Mary-Kate Olsen and Kate Moss is praised. There are also pictures of enormously obese women to help the women keep focused on their goals.

More disturbing though I thought, was the careful disclaimering featured
If you are under the age of 18, current laws in your geographical region may require you to obtain parental consent to view the contents of this website. You and you alone -- not me -- are responsible for determining if such laws exist and whether you obey them. By entering this site, you automatically certify that you are either 18+ or have obtained parental consent to do so. In the event anyone under 18 should enter this site without parental consent, I will NOT be held responsible for any federal, state or local law they may violate by doing so, nor for ANY resulting consequences to their physical, mental, emotional or spiritual health.

And the comments Section is disclaimered also and threathening those who may want to speak out against
Abusive email will be treated as "spam" and dealt with accordingly. "Abusive" is defined as insulting, rude, harrassing, harsh, mocking, censorious, or otherwise offensive emails, or emails preaching about the dangers of the ana lifestyle. Save yourself the time and trouble: DON'T BOTHER. Any such email is an unwelcome intrusion, and will result in a trace of your IP address and mail path, with notification to your ISP and upstream providers of TOS violations.

I just can't believe how disgusting I think this is. Why is there this fascination with being so thin? How can it be legal to promote it like this? So openly? Pictures of super thin celebrities are dubbed "Thin-spiration". I hope my daughters never go this direction....It just kills me. Has anyone else heard of this before?

Don't get hot and flustered.....use a bit of mustard....You're a Hot Dog!


Gold, pure gold. This picture was featured on a wedding blog under "what not to do" as, "don't over theme your wedding". Having seen this picture now, I am inspired for the biggest and best Rocky wedding ever!
We could have me as Frank, Mark as Rocky (ala the roles played here),
billylou as Magenta,

Scotty (best man) as Riff Raff,

and the other three bridesmaids could be a combination of Columbia's and other Transyvanians. No wait!

Scotty could be Eddie!

And The bridemaids could be three various stages of Janet's undress!!!

Hahahaha GOLD!

So cute!!!












Ooohh!!! I had a sample of these bombonierre boxes sent to me in the silver (right) and they're so cute!! We're not looking at having almonds in them, rather small foil chocolate hearts.

I put it together, so happy!! Now for the chocolate samples to arrive and the test will be complete!

Dreams

I had the funniest dream last night. I think it was particularly hilarious as it highlights my obvious anxiety about the wedding. Call me crazy but that's funny....

Anyway, so it was like real life, as you do, and I had done as much wedding prep as I've currently done. Ie, some but not a lot set in stone. The problem being, that instead of getting married in less than 160 days, I was getting married in like 2 hours. Hahaha. So wedding day dawns and the bridesmaids are all running around like headless chooks, (somehow Erica was back in Oz) with vaguely dark Purple looking dresses, but not the ones we're having made! I had about half a dress I think and the BM's were all doing their own makeup and hair, when I had the brainwave that we would all go down to Myer and the girls could have their makeup done at like the Clinque counter etc, except that when I went to go in they were closing so i couldn't get my Makeup done! I also toyed with the idea of having it done by the Napolean counter but discounted them when I thought they were going to make me fuschia and electric blue. And somehow I ran into Jess in the shopping centre toilets and she was only half dressed and I was going out of my mind!!!!

It was so distressing while I was in the dream, but as soon as I woke up I realised it wasn't really happening and after I calmed down I thought it was so funny. One of the things I found funniest was the notion that one day I woke up and after telling people that it was fine and we had lots of time, we suddenly had no time at all. Hahahaha.

When does an Ex stop being an Ex and become your friend, and is it fair to make your partner deal with it?

I'm trying a slightly different tactic here, and opening up the floor for discussion on what I feel might be a controversial topic.

There's a girl at work who's getting married in September and she maintains a close friendship with her Ex-fiancee (now thats a whole different story...). Now her current fiancee isn't terribly happy with this arrangement and I feel this is totally justified. She has told him that if he forces her to choose between the two of them that the ex will win and he'll lose her.
Now I would have thought that the man you were marrying was a little more important than the the ex? Or is that just me? I'd like some active discussion here people. I think she's being unfair, but at the same time, should we have to choose between friends and boyfriends? I will also allow here that the friendship you have with Jimmy Joe from high school that your partner "doesn't approve of (maybe because they make you do stupid things etc)", is entirely different to friendship with Exey. From my perspective she should be taking his feelings into account and distancing herself from this damaging friendship.
I would hope in this position that I could take my partners feelings into account and that he would also take into account my desire for the friendship to continue and we could come out in a balance for the two of us. Is that possible? Who wants to take up the baton?

Template Change....Again....

*sigh* I was having difficulties with the Sidebar on my template so I've had to change templates.... which is a massive bummer cos I really liked that template.... : (

Envy? No way man



I LOVE this dress. Love it Love it. Wouldn't wear it to get married in (sorry hah) but I love it. I could wear it somewhere else perhaps. At least I could if I wasn't worried my bosoms would topple out of it like an erupting Vesuvius.

Gorgeous though.

Various-Disc 1 & 2

Saturday night we had a small informal gathering at home. Robbie and Todd came over and Alicia and Lou rounded out the evening well. Unfortunately, in true Yvonne style I passed out (quietly) as soon as everyone left. It was all too much. So yeh, that was bad.

Friday night we had dinner at a place called Ceruti's in Manly with friends from Bovis on Mark's old team. The company was excellent but I was a bit disappointed with the food. It was Italian, and even with Entertainment Cards, Mark and I didn't think the price was terribly good. Food was merely ok, not stellar. But the waiter had the most divine think Italian accent, which went a little way to making up for it.

We've come a little closer to making the invitations for the wedding also. We took ourselves to Balloons Balloons successfully and have got a concept and some paper colours we really like. Now we've got to cost it all out, including Order of Service and Thank you cards.
And while we were there I got all inspired for bombonierre again, cos I really liked some of the things they'd done : )

We've hit a snag with rings though which we went on Sunday morning to do. I had hoped we could make some concrete decisions, but myself particularly, I'm even more lost now. I thought I wanted a narrow band, just plain. And now I'm thinking of something like 3-3.5mm wide instead. it's a difference. Hmmmm
We're kinda thinking of maybe having matching bands thought, which would be nice I think. All white of course. But, hmmm.

Musings

Check it out people, Uh huh, posting on a Saturday. Yeh, getitindaya!

Mark's gone off to work this morning, poor baby. I have a big morning planned of having my haircut. But, the exciting thing is that this afternoon we plan to visit Balloons Balloons to investigate stationery ideas. This one's a fun one.

Tomorrow we plan to have a serious decision made about wedding bands. I really want to get these things out of the way so they're done. Hmm well thats a bit of a truism isn't it?

Anywho, check out Lou's blog, she's updated (I know-Shock) and its funny. She manages to be witty and clever, while I gave up all pretense of actually attempting either of those things many many posts ago.

Btw-for those trying to comment (mum), click on the little comment's bit at the end of this post and it should be relatively easy from there. Otherwise I'll just show you when I'm there next.

Only in America...

This shit is insane!! Scary beyond all reason!!

Christian Virgins Are Overrated Think sex and drugs destroy America? Try naive chastity. Oh, and "Purity Balls" (full article)

There are these things. These unholy events called "Purity Balls" and you should probably fall to your knees right this minute and thank a merciful and lubricious and happily polyamorous God that you do not know what they are and that you have access right this minute to vast quantities of wine to deflect their nasty karmic arrows because, you know, oh my God. But hey, free country. Purity Balls. No, not some sort of newfangled spherical chastity device to be inserted using vacuum tubes and pulleys, but rather fancy creepy dress-up rituals taking place in towns like Colorado Springs and Tucson and Zoloft Jesusville, in which Christian dads rent a bad tux while their daughters, mostly teenagers but many as young as 6 or 7, get all dolled up in gowns from JCPenny and they all drive out to the airport Marriott and prepare to, well, lose their minds. It begins. At some point the daughter stands up, her pale arms wrapped around her daddy, and reads aloud a formal pledge that she will remain forever pure and virginal and sex-free until she is handed over, by her dad (who is actually called the "high priest" of the home), like some sort of sad hymenic gift, to her husband, who will receive her like the sanitized and overprotected and libidinously inept servant she so very much is. Praise! Would that I were making this up. The dad -- er, high priest -- in turn, stands up and reads his pledge, one stating that he will work to protect his daughter's virginal purity that he has so carefully and wickedly drilled into her since birth, since she was knee-high to a disturbing dogma, that he will protect her chastity and oversee it and help enforce its boundaries, which might or might not involve great amounts of rage and confusion and secret stashes of cheap scotch, although his pledge claims it's with honor and integrity and lots of bewildering Godspeak. Which, in many households, is essentially the same thing. It's true. Purity Balls are happening, right now....

When Dr Suess gets married!

Marty Blase, the author of these vows, writes: "My fiancee and I agreed a long time ago that we wanted to write our own wedding vows, and as a spur-of-the-moment idea, I suggested the following. To my disappointment, she didn't quite go for it..."

Pastor: Will you answer me right now
These questions, as your wedding vow?
Groom: Yes, I will answer right now
Your questions as my wedding vow.
Pastor: Will you take her as your wife?

Will you love her all your life?
Groom: Yes, I take her as my wife,
Yes, I'll love her all my life.
Pastor: Will you have, and also hold
Just as you have at this time told?
Groom: Yes, I will have, and I will hold,
Just as I have at this time told,
Yes, I will love her all my life
As I now take her as my wife.
Pastor: Will you love through good and bad?
Whether you're happy or sad?
Groom: Yes, I'll love through good and bad,
Whether we're happy or sad,
Yes, I will have and I will hold
Just as I have already told,
Yes, I will love her all my life,
Yes, I will take her as my wife!
Pastor: Will you love her if you're rich?
Or if you're poor, and in a ditch?
Groom: Yes, I'll love her if we're rich,
And I will love her in a ditch,
I'll love her through good times and bad,
Whether we are happy or sad,
Yes, I will have, and I will hold
(I could have sworn this has been told!)
I promise to love all my life
This woman, as my lawful wife!
Pastor: Will you love her when you're fit,
And also when you're feeling sick?
Groom: Yes, I'll love her when we're fit,
And when we're hurt, and when we're sick,
And I will love her when we're rich
And I will love her in a ditch
And I will love through good and bad,
And I will love when glad or sad,
And I will have, and I will hold
Ten years from now a thousandfold,
Yes, I will love for my whole life
This lovely woman as my wife!
Pastor: Will you love with all your heart?
Will you love till death you part?
Groom: Yes, I'll love with all my heart
From now until death do us part,
And I will love her when we're rich,
And when we're broke and in a ditch,
And when we're fit, and when we're sick,
(Oh, CAN'T we get this finished quick?)
And I will love through good and bad,
And I will love when glad or sad,
And I will have, and I will hold,
And if I might now be so bold,
I'll love her my entire life,
Yes, I WILL take her as my wife!
Pastor: Then if you'll take her as your wife,
And if you'll love her all your life,
And if you'll have, and if you'll hold,
From now until the stars grow cold,
And if you'll love through good and bad,
And whether you're happy or sad,
And love in sickness, and in health,
And when you're poor, and when in wealth,
And if you'll love with all your heart,
From now until death do you part,
Yes, if you'll love her through and through,
Please answer with these words:
Pastor and Groom: I DO!
Pastor: You're married now! So kiss the bride,
But please, do keep it dignified.

American's love a conspiracy

And the 9/11 tradgedy seems to provide them with perfect fodder-http://www.asile.org/citoyens/numero13/pentagone/erreurs_en.htm
What I find so interesting about Americans is their ability to turn a tradgedy on its head and turn it into something so much more sinister that it already was! Now they're blaming their own government! Don't these people have any sense? Like they aren't scared enough that other countries are out to get them, that they want to terrify the population that their own government can't be trusted. Freaks I tell ya

Dear god save me from this evil

Louise has just kindly forward me this drivel
>>Hi Everyone,
If you havent realised, its 5 years since high school. And obviously lots has happened since then.We were hoping to organise a reunion of sorts and we need to get in contact with as many people as possible. If you are interested can you please reply to baulko2001@hotmail.com, and could you please forward this email on.We havent set a date as yet, but are aiming for August.
>>Krystal, Gemma and Melanie
Now I know its being harsh, but oh dear god the infinite pain I would be subjected to if I went. Especially seeing as it's being organised by these girls. I mean kill me with a spoon, please. And when I thought about who I could forward this ghastly email to, I knew I only speak to approximately three people from High School and surprise surprise, Lou is one of them! Hahaha. I mean can't you just imagine how they're talking when they were writing it! I actually think 5 year reunions are a bit silly. 10 years makes a lot more sense to me. I like the thought of organising it, but that would require interest in the actual proceedings.

Btw-notice this email is resplendent with Spelling errors.Gah

And Lou linked this article http://radar.smh.com.au/archives/2006/05/school_reunion.html

True Story

I just witnessed my first out and out, full on IT comversation bewteen two employees. You'd think after 8 months I would have seen/heard one before, but surprisingly no. I guess staff aren't too crash hot on hanging round in reception where anyone can hear them!
Yeh there was talk of capacity and terabytes and I was completely clueless! I'm not sure why that facinates me so.....

Fuulllllyyy Siikkkkk


Well it's been solved. Mark's Dad Tom has found our wedding cars. Or so he says. Hahahaha. There were more pics of the groomsmen in them while they did burnouts. Funny. But smelly methinks.
Hehehe. Makes you wonder how they managed to become an email forward as they're obviously someone's real wedding!

Mark and I had serious wedding discussion last night. We have actions plans.

Eca we haven't heard from you for a while....?

Well it makes sense.....

Six degrees...

So bizarre. On Monday I was meant to have a new temp start but we got a call through that she couldn't come in. So she started today, and lo and behold, its Sarah, girlfriend of Jaemus, who Adrian used to be friends with! So weird!!! Hahaha.

For those of you who know....

Just letting you know quietly, I know I took all the "offensive" work posts out, but a small update, that WM and BG have both resigned and no longer work here! Thank god about WM, BG moved levels so I didn't really talk to her anymore anyway, but WM-halleluia!

Well that got royally screwed up didn't it?

I have just looked back over my entries and seen some of the "days to go" calculations were incorrect (around the 185 mark) so I had to go back and re edit all the entries that were wrong. Lame. In other news, it's only 26 weeks away!!!

In other news, we continue the mission for purple Dupion Silk at a fraction of the price. Reanan has been braving the lunchtime Spottie crowd for me. Being the faithful bridesmaid she is, she hid the bolt under all the others when she was not sure it was 100% correct!!

Thanks for the Bill $$ too Eca. : )

I found a great website yesterday and spent hours looking through it all. The Optical Illusion site the pic in one of the previous posts came from. Well worth a browse if killing time.

Hahahaha this is great

I want one!

This is awesome!!

http://mightyillusions.blogspot.com/2006/05/george-bush-vs-bill-gates-optical.html

GAHHH!!! Bloody stupid tele surveys!

Gahh!! I just did this whole ranting post on this stupid caller and then tried to spell check it and the bloody post disappeared! Gah!

I just had this abysmally stupid tele survey cold caller who kept repeating the same line to me over and over again.
" I just had a few general questions regarding Laptops and I wanted to speak to your Senior IT manager"
And when I tried to get him to elaborate, after telling him I didn't have anyone of that specific title as we are an IT Company he just wouldn't budge! Just parotted the same line over and over again. I reckon at least 15 times! And he wouldn't admit that he had a script. And then after all this frustration, he hung up on me!!!

BAH!!!

I found one!


I found my wedding dress!!! Thankfully, this isn't it. Hahaha. I especially will not be posting a picture of it as

A- I do not have one

B- Mark reads this too

But, as the heading reads, I am fairly confident I have found the gown I want. Its lovely. Now we're going to take Isobel and pretend she's Mark's Mum so she can check out how to make it and stuff. I will say though that I came *this* close to choosing a blush pink gown. I tried on about three of them and they were SO gorgeous. But then I woke up to myself and realised that pink really wouldn't work with my colour theme and we gave that idea away.

But I really loved the Pink...*sigh* But then I put on the one we're going ahead with and I just really loved it. *yay* I'm really sorry Mark also, as I know it's probably killing you to hear me talk about the dress without anymore details, but we want it to be a surprise...... xx

Eca when we have pictures available I'll make sure to email you one direct...

Also, 180 days to go!! :c )

In Control

Feeling more in control, just been through my planner and filled in everything we've done and everything we have a bead on so far. Relaxed. The only teensy weensy thing that might be a problem is the oversight of our next deposit being due yesterday, $3000 in fact.

Dresses

Well, we haven't got fabric after all. But never fear! We are hoping to procure some in the very near future (over the weekend). I am hoping this will mean dresses will cost for you guys about $150, possibly $200 max? It all depends on how much Isobel charges for the making. But the fabric would be $40, so the rest is the making : )

*fingers crossed* everyone!!

We also have another Gown adventure tomorrow so we shall see what that yields.....

Farnell Guys


Check this out!!! I was strolling through the pods at work when i should happen upon this box! Lying carelessly on the floor as I walked, and I thought, Oh Cock-a-doodle-do-Neil, no wait, I thought, Heavens! What is A box doing here with Farnell on it! So I had to take a picture and investigate! So check out Farnell In One!

Savings!

Today Mummy is off purchasing the fabric for the bridemaids dresses, at HALF PRICE!! Woo!! This image isn't our dress exactly but it is the silk we're looking at. :c )

So yay!! I'm pleased, that's one thing that will be taken care of.

In other news, 182 days to go people, look alive.

Eca, we're thinking of you!!

*edit- there are actually 182 days to go not 183*

Celebrity


Whilst watching snatches of Tv last night, {not a common practice of mine, to watch Tv, but we were at Mark's and they were watching Desperate Housewives while I devoured Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire. (see below) } there was an ad for Who, Brad and Angelina's African Hideout, and I was like- WHO CARES! It irritated me a lot actually as I am SO Over celebrity! I couldn't give a toss about Brad and Angelina, or Katie and Tom, or even Nicole and Keith! I'm so sick of hearing about stupid people that are famous or beautiful and utterly useless!! And it made me ponder whether there's any hope for our society because people aren't losing interest in this crap, they're getting hungrier and hungrier and what the hell are we looking forward to in the future if everyone's so pre-occupied with such trash? It makes you want to go back to the beginning of it all and debunk the concept of celebrity. Or would it have made any difference? At what point do we reach when things become unavoidable? Should we have never have invented the camera? The movie camera perhaps? Should we have done away with magazines? Newspapers? Why can't we be content with our own existences and stop rubbishing our brains with these ridiculous celebrities? I think all you have to do is look to Tom cruise right now to see how it can all go to your head. I mean really? Does anyone think if he wasn't famous we'd give a shit about his bizarre relationship/mind control?

Gahhh!!!!

Harry Potter is wonderful! I wish I'd read it earlier! I'm churning through, you don't want to put them down! I gave myself a loose target on Thursday that I'd finish this one (4-the first thick one) by Saturday this week, but its looking like tomorrow!! Here I come!!!!
Gryffindor!

Chairs and Chocolate

Having a horrible day. Gahhh. Wondered what it would take for me to finally reach the point in this job of saying-I hate my job.
You know what it took?
Having to move like 20 office chairs, that have bung wheels like shopping trolleys, that can't be trusted to actually roll in the direction they're meant to. Do you appreciate how disheartening it is to look at a buildup of chairs and know that you can only take two at a time because that's all you can physically manage!! And you roll them but they want to go in different directions so you're straining your arms to keep them pointed forwards all of which gives you muscle strain! Gahhhh!!!
*breathe*



In other matters, have you ever noticed how even though Cadbury Easter chocolate is theoretically the same as normal Cadbury's, it tastes different?

Happy Birthday LouLou


Happy Birthday to the Lovely LadyLou!!!
I hope you have a wonderful day!!!

xx

185 days to go. In the next few days I am hoping to make a list of all things that need to be done still. I imagine the list will be considerable as we haven't actually done that much. I should say we haven't finalised that much. We've done a bit but we haven't finalised it. Things that are Done done,
  • Chosen Date
  • Booked Ceremony Venue
  • Booked Reception venue
  • Booked Photographer
  • Chosen Bridesmaids
  • Booked Chair Covers

That's it from what I can tell. So there's a lot to go!

*edit-I was wrong! there's actually 186 days to go today! eek!! this has affected future posts....*

We're still getting married!

Hello all
This weekend just past Mark and I attended Engaged Encounter, a marriage preparation course (we got a certificate and all!). I was a little nervous about attending, although I was looking forward to it. I was nervous as the priest that referred us onto it told us that it was very intense and sometimes couples decide not to get married after all at the end of it!! So I was concerned we'd fall into that basket, but as it was it was fantastic and we're still gettting married and more in love than ever (I know, spew). I'm very much looking forward to our marriage. I think thats something that was good about the weekend is that its focused on your marriage, not just your wedding day. Its hard to keep focused on the fact that you're going to be married, not just that you're getting married. But yeh, we found it very inspiring and I feel very confident now about it all. Not that I was particularly feeling unconfident. I'm just more so now. : ) we're getting married....we're getting married.....

But yeh. So Pixie has moved in now. Who's Pixie I hear some of you ask? Pixie is Lou's cat and I tell you its somewhat bizarre having a live creature in the house that's not human, or Lolly. Hehehe. But I think she's lovely looking, even if Mark isn't terribly into her.

Alicia came into work today for an interview with my company. She's applied for a position as a Junior Receptionist, which means she'd be working directly with me. i'm trying to to hope too much for her to gt the position as then I'll be disappointed if she's unsuccessful. : ( It'd be nice though, then I'd be surrounded by Bridesmaids! Hehehe. But seriously, I'd finally get to see more of her!! And Alicia, we want to meet Chris!!!!

You know I love you all dearly


I'm just SO over the thank you notes. I'm sorry. I can't help it. There's only so many times you can try to be innovative and sincere in the wording before your innovation has become blase. Am I a bad person? I can't help it....... And now I've run out of envelopes and I have to get more cool looking envelopes so the people that don't have them yet don't feel like they got the second hand envelopes. : (

In other news, Lou and Anan are going to Dylan Moran tonight. Jealous! Not that I couldn't have gone, just that I couldn't make it work for myself, despairing I had to choose housework over Dylan so as not to get evicted following tomorrow's inspection. So yes. Good for them anyway! They'll have a smashing time.

Bernard!! Bernard!! Bernard!! I'm a prostitute robot from the future!

more tennis bizarrity

Is that a word? Bizzarity? Hahaha.
On point- the continuation of the tennis farcity, today I was upstairs when I was motioned over to someone's desk, who then proceeded to show me an email about a Tennis Round Robin they are starting on that level. The last line on the email recieved by Jim was the company director I referred to yesterday saying "oh no I can't play that day, but (me) would love to sub for me" (!) And I'm like OMG, nice of someone to tell me!!
Seriously funny, especially when Jim told me when they're playing and I can't even make it!! Hahaha

In other news, the apartment is being inspected tomorrow so Lou has hidden her Kitty Litter box (for the cat which hasn't arrived yet) underneath some boxes and such like. *fingers crossed*

And BTW-

Corporate Games Shmames

Sadly this was the best "192" image I could find. *sigh*


Onwards and upwards. Today the farcity of my foray into the Corporate Games for Tennis continued. Before the joke was that I made it onto a Company Wide email praising my efforts for the Corporate Games, I played in under 30's Ladies Tennis Singles. The irony if this was that there were only 10 girls in my division, I won one match of 4, so coming 7th wasn't really worth mentioning. But the top 8 people of each division in each sport are listed in the official results because they win their company points. So I ended up on this company email talking about our overall performance and I was one of three people mentioned for their exemplary performance! SO then I started having all these people asking me about it and congratulating me. It was awful.
So today it has culminated in our Company Director asking me to have a hit with her sometime!!! Saying I should bring my gear just in case!! Gahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

I forgot!!


194 Days to go

hello Eckles!!

Well Eca has gone to countries beyond so I am going to try to keep her abreast of all things happening over here!! So hello Eca! We miss you already!! Hey get this Friday afternoon we get home from the airport and Beeb and I decided to watch a DVD to kill some time so we were going to watch the Sound of Music Sing-along and I say, how about we put my 21st DVD on first? WORST IDEA EVER. I ended up totally blubbering when The Sweetest Thing part came on!!! And I was like, "who's idea was this!!"
So yeh, sad. : (

I'm a bit late I know.......


This is a wonderful image of my work Pals at an Awards night we had the night before Good Friday. It was a great night, SJ and I ended up having a blinder of a night that was masses of fun. It was a little silly, a little funny, a little sexy. In short it was a little of everything, and isn't that always a recipe for fun.

Well at least it was for us. : )

Less than 200 days to go!

Well in fact there are 199 Days to go, and from now on, I will (potentially) start every post with such information. It makes the stress come on faster don't you think?

We picked our photographer yesterday, his name is Troy Elliot and we like his work. This is just one of the random pictures from his site that I kinda liked. Ironically there aren't many pictures on the site that I do like but his album's we saw I really liked the style of. And we love his personality. Which helps a lot.

Beyond that today I discovered the virtues of web based Instant Messaging at work and now I can do even less work than before.

No No No.


Oh dear god how awful is this ad? Talk about your self esteem issues!!!
So irresponsible of Slimfast too I think.

Not at MY wedding

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3 men, one Maori, one Japanese and a Samoan

3 men, one Maori, one Japanese and a Samoan were sitting naked in a sauna,
Suddenly, there was a beeping sound. The Maori pressed hisforearm and the
beep stopped. The others looked at him questioningly.

"That was my pager," he said, "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."

A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese fellow lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, "That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."

The Samoan felt decidedly low tech, but not to be outdone he decided he had to do something just as impressive. He stepped out of the sauna and went to the bathroom. He returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his behind. The others raised their eyebrows and stared at him. The Samoan finally said....

"Well, will you look at that, I am getting a fax."

Happy (almost) Easter


Hahahaha, I love this. Its going around as an email forward presently and I think its hilarious.

Engagement fun

Our engagement party is this weekend. So far we are expecting 160 people. True story. 22 cases of beer later. 3 dozen bottles of champagne. punch. sangria. soft drink. a dozen bottles of white wine. 4 casks of wine.
300 sausages. 150 satay chicken sticks. billions of party pies, sausage rolls. dozens of cheese and spinach triangles. 6 dozen small sushi rolls. slices. slab cake. flood lights. chairs. trestle tables.
the list goes on and on.
it should be fun.
I hope its fun.
I hope I get to speak to most of the people.
I hope I can breathe.

Gah Bloody carpark

Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*scream as loud as possibly can*

Gah so irritating.

The carpark here at work is horrendous. There aren't enough spaces for all the cars that need to be parked for the staff as we have more people onsite with our company than we were meant to house in our building. As such car spaces are precious and illegal parking is rife. The solution the building managers have come up with is to have Security Personnel walk the carpark. Now imagine, you're going to park illegally. You drive up toward the car spaces and can clearly see there are no spaces, the security guy is down near the entrance. So what do you do? you drive as fast as you can, park illegally and run to your building. Great solution guys. Bah

chair covers and flowers

I'm back on board! Had the flu, but its ok.... I never wished more that I had the internet at home, cos then I could've blogged from home.

Woo hoo! Zogg has taught me how to make links! Visit his blog! I find it to be informative and stimulating!

Sweet Fiancee and I went and checked out quotes for our flowers last night. I love them! They're so beautiful, we bought a small bunch and the lovely girl only charged us $5 for them! Which was very good of her.

Last weekend we were at a local Wedding Expo at Harbord Diggers and saw some people I have been dealing with over email so far. Discount chair covers had two sashes in colours that SF and I differed in opinion about which would match the flowers. That said SW convinced me I was mad and had completely the wrong colour in my head. They were so lovely though and lent me two sample sashes to compare with the actual flowers which we took along, and both are quite suitable, but I think one is much prettier than the other so we're going with it. I will try to take pictures so I can post them soon.

Next thing, I don't know whether to go for the knots in the third image along in this block, or the bows in the image to the far right. Hmmmmm....
How funny it is that I'm reduced to- Do those flowers match my chair sashes? I tell you, its not right........
(and btw we aren't having those lilies in the fourth pic with the candles, I just couldn't get rid of them)
Also, our reception venue is booked and they've had their grand opening and updated their Website! So go check out where we'll be having it! Miramare Gardens

wedding flowers


These are our flowers, minus the lilies (big white things). Interestingly enough Sweet Fiancee has convinced me that my mental image of them is completely wrong and the colour I think they are is actually....not. But I still love them. Hehehe.

: (

Feel sick and manky. : (

Felt like having a whinge. wah

In other news
We are tossing up between two chair sash colours, I shall soon upload the image we have of our flowers, which we are trying to match the sash to. hopefully it will be successful.

wah wah

Yummy yummy

Very yummy. Last night my small team at work went out to celebrate our Boss' 10 years with the company. We went to Jordan's in Darling Harbour and I felt tres fabulous and trendy sitting looking out at the water and the city skyline. Kept expecting to see celebrities (albeit B list) at every turn. I did have a lovely cocktail though, a Jordan's special, called a Splash Passion. It consisted of Midori, Frangelico, pineapple juice (maybe?) passionfruit and lime. Super yummy and very refreshing. I think it had a sixth thing in it too. But I can't remember what......

It was a good evening anyway, good conversation and intellectual debate aplenty.

Zogg

The kitchen on Level 7 has been refilled with Milo and I'm not giving you a new scrubber til you earn it

Bride Blogs, wedding sites and general wedding fare

well Its official. I have exhausted myself with web-iture on weddings and getting married. I have finally decided I'm sick of reading about them and reached stage that I'm Over Reading (yes, she of the never ending book reading feels you can Over-Read a topic). Now I feel like my brain is crammed with sugared almonds and sand and sea shells and rose petals and can you throw confetti? and who wants confetti!

*breathe....*

So I'm taking a break from it all and focusing on work for a change! Hahahaha

Terror-sailing


This is us Parasailing. I know its hard to tell thats its us, my hair's up and Sweet Fiancee isn;t wearing a shirt, so we do look slightly different to normal. We went last weekend and I did have not-inconsiderable-size freak out and panic while we were sitting in the boat waiting, but once actually in the air it was lovely. I did feel secure, and not at all like being on a Thredbo Chairlift about to fall to my doom. It was a gorgeous day for it as you can see, this was about quarter past 4 in the afternoon on a Saturday. And that view is looking back at the heads in Manly. I was quite surprised I enjoyed myself as much as I did, but yay!! So thank you very much to Mr Sweet Fiancee's Mum and Dad, as it was a lovely birthday present from last year. But I have said to Sweet Fiancee to never give me something like a Bridge climb or Sky Diving as it would simply be a waste of money.

***Interestingly, the guy in the boat said, after we'd come down, that after 30 ft you lose your depth perception for differing heights and you'll apparently be just as scared at 30 ft as you are at 100 ft! I don't know if I agree with that though as I'm sure I'd be more scared at 30, 000 ft than I am at 40 ft!***

Reliving Sand fun and certain death

Well my darling fiancee says to me a few days ago, regarding our ill-fated trip to Stockton Beach, that "We're going back" I ask him what he means by this and he tells me that he's not going to let it beat us. Now I am not particularly eager to return to the scene of this particular incident, and was hoping I might not need to face this for some months/years so I don't think there's a whole lot of us happening there. His brother went last weekend and rode quad bikes so now he's all inspired again. I say-sure, bring him, then the two of you can be out shovelling sand when we get stuck, and I can sit comfortably in the air conditioning.......brilliant!

planning planning planning

Well its officially been two weeks since we took the preliminary steps to spend more money on one event than seems humanly possible.

I have become incredibly well read on the status of weddings in Oz, the US and Canada, and now know stacks, and yet seemingly, not enough at the same time!

We have placed tentative bookings at both the church and reception venue, I have possible decided on a colour theme and sourced some very cheap Chair Covers to suit said theme. I have created and posted over 140 engagement party invites to more than 200 people and hope to have all of them to celebrate with us. We now face the difficulty (more difficult in HtB's case) of cutting this list down to something manageable for the actual wedding.

And regarding the engagement party, I am faced with all these questions of "what do you want?" The whole concept seeming so bizarre to me! I mean when I think of the party I think of having all our important friends and family there, celebrating with us and wishing us well. As corny as that sounds I know. The last thing I think is that people will bring gifts! Bizarr-o/ So the answer really is I don't know! Because it's true!

beyond that....I'm not feeling as hopelessly overwhelmed as I was for a short few days there, more excitement again and wanting to iron out all the details now-today! Hahaha.

Woo HOO!!!!!

We're engaged!!!!

WM over extends

This morning I recieved bizarr-o phone call from WM. He proceeds to tell me he'll be onsite for the next week. We already had his mobile number so I didn't need anymore information. I asked if he needed to speak to another member of his team, he said no and then we rang off. The tone is hard to convey, but it was all weird. A typical WM tone though.

Minutes later I recieve this

Hi,

Just clearing up a bit of confusion, I know a few of the girls think that ***** is the manager, however, in reality.(sic) We all report into **-**. As of about 3 weeks ago I went permanent and was given full responibility for marketing of ### products
for (company). ****** I report into twice each week.

**** has been told that he will be the business manager and we are settling this in now...........

.......***** just sends out promotional material supplied by ###.

If anyone is inquiring about ### please direct them to either ***** or myself as ***** doesn't know the products or the solutions.

Take care,


(WM)


This pure fiction being passed as fact; the two other people in his team actually being the Joint Partner Account Managers and he being a lowly telephony assistant. Hilarious that he should over extend his station so spectacularly.

So I naturally passed this email to the individual in question, referred to as not knowing the products or solutions, and he and his partner had a great old laugh about it. He then spoke to his manager (and he has a laugh) and they're going to have a meeting all about it when WM returns to the office. So funny but. Mainly because he put himself in this position!

Oh the hilarity.

Sand and fun and certain death

So my Darling Bf decided to take us Beach 4WDing up at Stockton Beach near Nelson Bay. I thought-Great! That sounds like fun! He always seems to have a good time when he does that. So woo! So Saturday morning we set off up the coast. We get to the spot and he jumps out of the car to lock in the 4WDing bit and to let the tyres down a bit, as he told me the less pressure you have in your tyres the greater the surface area. While this makes sense to me once explained I was interested to hear it, and would never have thought of it myself. I was feeling a little hung over from the previous night at The Mean Fuggler so I had already consumed a bottle of juice and some water, and while he was doing this I considered jumping out of the car and having a squat behind some spinifex, but decided against it as I was not confident of privacy!
So He jumps back in the car and off we go down the trail. We hit the sandy part and theres lots of bumps and I'm considering putting my seat belt back on cos we're gettting some air! So I'm being tossed about like a sack of potatoes and I say to him, So the trick is really just to keep on moving? Which he affirmed, yes.

I should never have spoken. I believe this was the kiss of death for us, as only moments later we got bogged. He didn't seem overly concerned however and jumped out to do whatever it is you do to get us un-stuck. I was slightly concerned as its all single lane and was worried people would come up behind us to get by and get bogged themselves, but it was all cool.

So my lovely man keeps getting in and out of the car, doing stuff, kicking the sand away from the tyres, letting the pressure down a smidgen more etc etc, gettting the car to move just a bit backwards, we're not really going anywhere but when he jumps in and indicates we're now in position!
Pointed straight at a tree.
I wasn't feeling confident until a realised he intended to winch us out. So phew! Relief!

Short lived however. Until this point I was happily sitting in the car, not much I could do, and the arrangement worked fine as it was really hot outside. But I needed to get out and help with the winching, so I jumped out without my thongs because I didn't want them getting dirty. BIG MISTAKE! After a few seconds in the sand my feet we're scorched! The sand had dirt through it and so was a darker colour and attracted more heat. So while I was trying to be helpful and keep the line taut I had to keep jumping around trying to find shade. Needless to say he wasn't terribly happy as I wasn't really helping. So I got told to get my thongs but they didn't really help much and my feet hurt sooooo much.

I jumped back in the car and another car passed us going the other way, asked if we were right, and (we) said we were fine so they went on their way. We wrestled with the winch for a little while, then unclipped it from the tree which I saw as progress, thinking this meant we were on the way. But no. We went forwards, we went backwards, we ended up way back from where we started. Darling Bf was dripping with sweat from the stress and heat. Then he asked me to jump in the drivers seat (eek!) and just "do what I was doing-Rev the fuck out of it and try to take off in first-" so I did this, he stood outside and tried to see what was happening, if the wheels were actually moving and what have you. It seemed to be going well, I was revving, he was trying to push the tyre, then he moved around the Left side of the car and suddenly-Whoa Whoa Stop stop Something's smoking! And I'm like, SHIT why does this happen the moment I get behind the wheel!? It smelled really bad and he's talking oh shit have we broken the Diff (-Zogg Jones)
And it seems something maybe seriously wrong. Crap.

Then another car came up to pass us except he didn't have enough room as we'd moved from our original bog-spot. So he had to stop and ended up being a lovely gent who helped us and we asked what pressure his tyres were on and ours were ten pound higher than his so we let even more air out of them (with this really nifty looking hand held pressure gauge thingy-I felt very Indiana Jones/Bond-y) and HEY! we were moving again! This whole debacle took approx 30-45 mins, so we weren't off to a great start.

I wasn't overly worried though as I always thought someone could tow us back out the track if it was really neccesary. After moving through the track effectively we moved into the dune area which looked ok, except it kept rising and falling alarmingly and we had to keep reversing and going forward and reversing for a long way and as you know, I don't exactly have nerves of steel to begin with, so after the bogging episode I wasn't feeling great about the expedition and then....

we were doing the driving thing and I look out the window and see this massive embankment/dune and there were tyre tracks going vertically up/down it and I'm thinking Dear God please don't take us down that I will positively shit my pants
-thankfully we didn't, but we headed up over a small rise and what goes up must come down so we were going down the other side but we were sort of driving at a side angle when the car got stuck and everytime we tried to move the wheels would sort of slide down the slope and I'm thinking Shit, we're going to roll down the hill And unbeknownst to me, HE'S THINKING THE SAME THING! Bf was leaning right over to my side of the car but was handling things nicely and so I was trying to keep calm for his sake and thankfully we got out again, but after that I'd pretty much had enough excitement for the day.

Thankfully we had no more episodes after that and got on the beach near the water, out of the dunes and had a fun time driving along on the nice hard sand. Any more dune shennanigans that might have been were put to bed before they even started.

Bloody Couriers Part 2

After leaving work for the day (and yes I did go and have a glass of wine, I did not pass go, I did not bend over to collect $200 Hahaha) I didn't think much of the parcel that was still awaiting collection by AAE. I thought to myself "No no, the lovely girl on the phone assured me that the courier would be by this evening by COB to collect the package" So I went off to my Reisling. Yay.

Or so I thought.
This morning I walked in, and the package is still there! So as you can imagine, I was somewhat upset. So I rang AAE and got the stupid pre-recorded phone message they do every few days to soothe the irate patrons who haven't recieved packages so their phone operators don't have to talk to anyone. They record it whenever they have service interruptions and they get flooded with calls. "Today is Friday the 17th of February. Due to unavoidable mechanical difficulties deliveries out of Brisbane, Melbourne and Sydney are behind. We appreciate your patience and understand that your time is valuable" (ie, don't come on the line and tell me time is money, I already know you're a very important person.)
So I finally get to talk to a girl called Erin (I noted it down) and she takes the details of my greivance and puts me on hold. At least, I thought she did. You see I was talking to her, and she was talking back, and then suddenly there's silence. I didn't get an prerecorded product pushing or customer soothing. There was just dead air. I "listened" for 10 mins or so before saying to SJ, I don't know if I'm actually on hold.
So I hung up and rang back (same stupid message about mechanical difficulties) and told someone I wasn't sure if Erin was still helping me.
Erin came back on the line and told me there was no record of it having been re-booked yesterday so all they could do was book it in for Today which would get it there Monday.
I was like " No no no no no, you guys made the mistake, your driver didn't pick up for three days-I'm not having the client wait even longer!"
She comes back on the line and says her supervisor has said this is all we can do.
So I told her that I wasn't happy with that outcome.
She goes away again and surprise surprise when she comes back she says she'll book it on a Next Flight at no extra charge.

Thank you!
I was chuffed cos I didn't even yell at her. Just spoke through gritted teeth. Woo.

GAH!!!!!! bloody couriers

I've just been on hold with Australian Air Express for like 15 minutes and I'm ready to scream. They have this stupid hold music and their phone system is all spastic and cuts out after you've been listening to their product pushing and pre recorded excuses and makes it seem like someone is going to answer you after all. But alas, it is strangely silent and then the hold messges come back on. Gah.....

So I hung up and then rang back and spoke to someone different who solved my query in a matter of minutes! Instead of being on hold for 17 useless minutes.

Need a wine.

They aren't all freaks.....but some are a bit weird

There's this quirky guy at work, he isn't a freak as such, he's just funny. I was speaking to him yesterday about the book I was reading, and I finished it last night. So when he saw me today he asked if I was still going with it and I said no I finished it and he says to me,

"You're incredible, do you know that, Oh I'm sure you do..."

Hahaha, it was really funny. He cracks me up. He also left SJ and I a post it on the desk which states "Wow! #### Is Soooo HOT!" About himself. Hahahaha. He's a crack up.

the drought is broken

Hahahahaha, incredulous doens't even begin to describe my feelings as he spoke. Just when I thought WM had finished with his inherent weirdness, he goes and brings me Blog gold. I had to take notes as soon as he turned his back so I didn't forget any!

He walks into Reception and it all seems normal, when suddenly he wheels around, and says to me

" Check out my profile on RSVP. Murray Widebottom (his profile name). I've had so many women respond! Business Women in Management! They can't get enough......"

So the whole exchange takes less than 30 seconds probably, and I was absolutely dumbfounded! Couldn't believe it! The sheer audacity of this bloke to think that I care or that I believe him!

A thought has just occured to me. Maybe he isn't really crazy. Maybe its all an elaborate ruse to keep him entertained.......

Nah!

Love is in the air.....

Well I was a bit worried initially, but in the end, my darling came through, personally delivering to me, Flowers, Chocolates (with Strawberry centres!), a card and a balloon that says I love you! Winner!
But oddly enough, whereas last year apparently here the flowers never stopped coming, we've only taken about 4 deliveries! Thats a pretty poor effort I think for over 600 people don't you think? Plus my hand delivered bunch. Its all a bit weird I think. Like love abandoned us this year....?

dangerous territory?

I'm in dangerous territory. WM hasn't said anything to me since last postings about him and I'm beginning to consider engaging him in coversation on purpose, just to see what material he can provide me with......is this wrong? Am I playing with fire?

Actual work!

In a Blog created because of sheer boredom and a lack of things to do, I have been absolutely flat out this week. I cannot believe how busy. So busy I did not even get a chance to email my sweetie pie yesterday at all. He rang me thinking I hated him, having had no correspondence.
And the thing I find about this "actual work to do" business, is that come 3.30, I crashed out. I was so tired and weary all of a sudden, I was completely unproductive after that. I say that, and it reminds me that my sweetie was at work for a total of 12 hours yesterday, and I crashed after what 6 hours of actual work. I feel his pain : (

So this Actual work they've given me, is completely time consuming and mentally unchallenging. You could seriously have a 12 year old do it. And even they'd get bored.
Essentially what I'm doing is deleting people from the payroll website and there were 2900 to delete when I started. What makes it time consuming is that I log into the website (which times out after 7 inactive mins so If I have to do anything else to interrupt it it logs me out), then click on a link on the left, then click on another link, then it only displays 10 names at a time on each page so I have to change pages, then click a name, then type a 4 letter random code (can't cut and paste), then click delete, then it takes me right back to the second page after login and I have to start all over again! And we're a business obviously so our internet connection isn't slow, but the site is, so each page change takes ages.
You know its bad when you're excited about doubling your productivity by realising you can press back twice and cut out half the link clicking. lame.

SO I started this task a week ago and I've done 500 names abouts. I think. I hope!

How Embarrassment!!! With a Dolly Magazine "Egg on your face" rating of 4/5...

Yesterday went down in my personal Memiors as most embarrassing moment in my life to date. I was wearing a lovely cream coloured skirt, double layered with a pretty hanky hem effect. And as you do, I decided to duck into the loo before I went home for the day. So i did my business, no dramas there. Then I had to go into my Boss (HR Mgr) to update her on the situation with something that was broken. So I walked from the toilets in Reception, through Reception into Accounts and into Payroll, told her, then turned and left after saying goodbye for the day.
I then proceeded to walk past one of the Accountants, the Chief Financial Officer, and two Business Managers, one of whom was kind enough to point out that I had my skirt tucked into my UNDERPANTS!
So as you can imagine, absolute mortification ensues, along with the intense desire to share my mortification with others!

As it stands, the helpful Gent who pointed it out I have yet to see this morning. Thank god. Maybe he's out on site all day..........

Oh Oh Oh!!!! How could I forget!

I can't beleive I almost forgot to post another incident with WM and BG!!
As told to me by our "mutual friend" WM made a suggestion that they should get BG into his team to his Supervisor, was really gung-ho about the whole idea, as if it was all decided and interviewing her was a mere formality.
Then later that same day he had a change of heart and decided that she was weird and that the Company should let her go!!!

FRUITCAKE!!

They aren't all freaks.....

Like I said, they aren't all mad. Seriously. Case in point->
What this image is of is two lovely bangles a colleague of mine brought back for me from India. How sweet is that! He was so nice to do that, they're gold looking with two liitle rows of Freshwater pearls with some little stones as well. I'm very lucky.
And SJ got some too! Cool eh!?

Now, the update

So Friday, WM walks through reception and while I have been endeavouring to ignore him in the least rude way possible, starts talking as though we'd been speaking previously (we hadn't) and tells me "that anyone who meets up with a person after only talking on the internet that long is mad." as if I knew what he was talking about! More to the point, as if I cared!
I think I've decided he's one of those conspiracy freaks now actually.
He is definitly delusional, that is a given. Its just so.....weird.

And then today he walks through Reception chuckling. Chuckling!!!!!

First, the background information

The "characters"- We'll call him Weirdo-Man (or WM for short) and her Bizarro-Girl (BG)
And my Colleague and fellow sufferer-SJ
Well, even though this is the background, I'm not sure where to start.

These are two people who work in my office, both as Phone Call Centre Operators. Not a terribly stimulating job, no. And yes, I concede, Telephony does attract some weird folks.

BG is a temp who started out with simple "hello's" and "how was your weekend" much the same as any other person who walks through reception.

WM was, for ages between myself and SJ, "that-weird-guy-who-never-seems-to-do-anything-but-constantly-walks-through-reception-on-his-way-to-have-a-smoke". A few "hellos" and passing comments, but nothing noteworthy.

BG was fine until she started to tell us things all too personal that I simply did not want to know. She'd be telling me about her Brazillian wax and the aftermath (itchy-ness), that I just didn't want to hear. And she'd tell me about her periods and cramps and I'm all like -ew ew ew!!! I tell SJ and we're both appalled. Ew.

So one day, BG comes out to me and tells me about how this guy, who I gradually discern to be "that-weird-guy-who-never-seems-to-do-anything-but-constantly-walks-through-reception-on-his-way-to-have-a-smoke" who's name is actually ****(WM), has left this $100 gift Voucher on her desk. And she simply cannot accept it! I mean what kind of a girl does he think she is? She then goes on to tell me about how he keeps asking her out but he just won't take no for an answer and why oh why won't he leave her alone?

After I've made the appropriate, "hmm", "thats awful", "what a weirdo!", comments, I tell SJ and we're both like-thats so bizarre.

BUT! The plot thickens!

That same afternoon, or the very next morning, WM, comes up to me. And then proceeds to tell me, with absolutely no prompting, his side of the tale! He won a $100 voucher as a prize for sales or something and thought he'd give it to BG because she's always so depressed, he thought she could use a bit of cheering up, buy herself some clothes. (the only thing I will say in WM's defense throught his whole piece, is that yes, BG is a bit of a fruitcake herself and she's always SO depressive. Everything's just too much for her)
He went out with a group of them one night and she was throwing herself at him and if she can't accept a simple gift there's something wrong with her, don't I think? Hmm, yes I say soothingly.... Why oh why can't the girls in this company stop throwing themselves at him! Why does he have to be so irresistable!? Its such a curse! She's asked him out a few times but then she goes all cold!

This is a true story folks! The two people telling the same story about each other.

-So this story happened a number of months ago, since then........

LAST WEEK -------------------------------------------------

Since this incident, I try not to speak to WM too much, having been told by another person not to put too much stock into what either of them say as they are both pathological liars.

WM still walks through Reception and I engage in limited conversation. He recently went Full-time and told me as he walked past that People treat you different when you go full time. (the two guys in his team) used to tell me when they were going somewhere, now they just walk out. The fact that both of them have seniority over them, one being his boss even, seems to escape him.

SO-he comes up to me on this day and makes some freak comment about how we should get a bizarre cockatoo for reception as that would be "interesting" for visitors and I was all like,no I don't think thats a great idea. so he walks off, and I'm like- weirdo.

Then, later a guy in his team, comes out to me and says that WM came up to him and asked if he was friends with me and when he said yes he started going on about how when he walks thru reception I keep bothering him, calling out to him and I won't leave him alone and I should stop asking him to go out with me and my friends because he's a 30 something guy who shouldn't be places with alcohol because he's had trouble in the past with girls and alcohol and asked if our "mutual friend" would "have a word with me".


I mean what an absolute FRIUTCAKE!!!!

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