Saturday, May 24, 2008

#8 - Get a pap smear

all done.

all healthy.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

#2 - Be Truly Independent.

www.dictionary.com clarifies being independent as:

in·de·pend·ent /ˌɪndɪˈpɛndənt/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[in-di-pen-duhnt] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–adjective
1.
not influenced or controlled by others in matters of opinion, conduct, etc.; thinking or acting for oneself: an independent thinker. (I like to think this is true to some degree)
2.
not subject to another's authority or jurisdiction; autonomous; free: an independent businessman. (We're all a product of the man)
3.
not influenced by the thought or action of others: independent research. (we learn from others mistakes)
4.
not dependent; not depending or contingent upon something else for existence, operation, etc. (does air count?)
5.
not relying on another or others for aid or support. (a shoulder to cry on)
6.
rejecting others' aid or support; refusing to be under obligation to others. (no partners or friends)
7.
possessing a competency: to be financially independent. (Hurray)
8.
sufficient to support a person without his having to work: an independent income. (no babies please)
9.
executed or originating outside a given unit, agency, business, etc.; external: an independent inquiry. (i exist outside of work. i am an individual at work.)
10.
working for oneself or for a small, privately owned business. (maybe one day)
11.
expressive of a spirit of independence; self-confident; unconstrained: a free and independent citizen. (can be a little too expressive on occasion)
12.
free from party commitments in voting: the independent voter. (i want partay committments)
13.
Mathematics. (of a quantity or function) not depending upon another for its value. (depending on others to validate you is a vulnerable place in which to be)
14.
Grammar. capable of standing syntactically as a complete sentence: an independent clause. Compare dependent (def. 4), main1 (def. 4). (I like to watch the cranes move outside of my office window, it reminds me of Trudy)
15.
Logic.
a.
(of a set of propositions) having no one proposition deducible from the others.
b.
(of a proposition) belonging to such a set. (tarts)
16.
Statistics. statistically independent. (one Sarah-Jayne please)
17.
(initial capital letter) Ecclesiastical. of or pertaining to the Independents. –noun (musical group?)
18.
an independent person or thing. (one Sarah-Jayne please)
19.
a small, privately owned business: The conglomerates are buying up the independents. (working in a conglomeration)
20.
Politics. a person who votes for candidates, measures, etc., in accordance with his or her own judgment and without regard to the endorsement of, or the positions taken by, any party. (women's party)
21.
(initial capital letter) Ecclesiastical. an adherent of Independency.
22.
British. a Congregationalist. —Idiom (I'm Australian)
23.
independent of, irrespective of; regardless of: Independent of monetary considerations, it was a promising position. (A price for a person)

So apparently to be truly independent you have to be a small business, aren't allowed friends or partners, to be British, vote without being exposed to propaganda and give up oxygen. I always do appreciate the literal terminology but perhaps this is a little too far.

I am at that age where we seperate ourselves from our families and are forced to stand on our own two feet financially (and otherwise). I feel I have done that successfully. Independence is a big word. I try not to rely on others for much as I feel the old chestnut of "you can only truly rely on yourself" is fairly accurate. I like it that way, I'm the only one who lets ME down. That is not to say that being dependent on others is necessarily a bad thing, it just isn't for me, all the time.

A little fashion number

I' ve always been a little kooky in the fashion stakes.

This blog - http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/ continually reconfirms my love the perfect adornement of a beautiful outfit.


A friend has planted a tafe/fashion seed in my head. I have nil sewing skills or any perfectly adequate drawing/sketching skills (where fashion is concerned), i have nothing but a love of perfectly formed silhouettes and a keen eye for op-shop finds.

perhaps this is the thing that i need.


i want to steal this lady's ensemble.




Sunday, January 27, 2008

#Unrelated but necessary

my computer tells me it's 3:59am but it's wrong. my phone tells me it's 3:49am, it's right.

this blog has nothing to do with my 101 but it has to do with my current state of mind and lack of sleep so I'll make an exception this one time.

I'm so tired but i can't sleep. Apparently I exceeded the daily recommended intake of red bull and that combined with the fact that when I consume alcohol, that keeps me awake as well. It's an extremely unfortunate situation. I've had close to two hours sleep and I'm wide awake.

On the bright side I had an awesome time tonight despite no bins, no preset timetable, the vodka redbull running out, missing my favourite band and the daylight robbery prices paid for drinks. It was fun to hang out and listen to good music and have a giggle.

Ewwww there is a gentle, yet repulsive stench wafting in my direction and I do believe it's the beloved 'Crouchen'. Wine only smells good when it's being consumed, never after.

I hope the sun doesn't come up too soon. I want to attempt another go at sleeping. have to be up in an hour to drop him off to work. Ugh. Sleep the rest of the day? I think so!

Saturday, January 5, 2008

#85 - Help an elderly person.

I was at the local shopping centre and a couple hopped onto the travellator in front of me with their trolley but couldn't contain it and it keep swerving sideways and coming back on them. I could see they were clearly struggling so I left my trolley ran a few steps up to them and offered them my assistance. They were most grateful after I hitched up the trolley and locked it into place. I explained to them you don't really have to hold them, the grooves on the back set of wheels lock the trolleys into place when you hope on if you just push them on straight.

They were adorable and vulnerable.

Old people make my heart rattle a little.

#52 - Experience an unnatural high

Parklife.

It wasn't peppy it was slow. Like being under the influence without the weightiness.

He washed my feet for me (that's when I knew he really loved me) and I was okay with that suprisingly.

A night for firsts.

#87 - Get a brow wax.


I shopped around at Indro for a good place. "Wax it" was my choice but I wont be going back there, I wasn't too impressed with the job they did, too many stray hairs, perhaps she was suffering from cataracts disease or something, in which case I should feel sorry for her and feel overjoyed I donated $15 to the cause (or something like that).
P.S. am currently rethinking #12.

#20 - Write Mum a letter.


I found a card with Labrador puppies on it several months ago and my mother being the ultimate dog lady popped into my head and subconsciously made me purchase it.

The letter was sprawled inside the card. It felt nice and I hope that she likes it and understands all the things I have written. I don't get to see her as often as I'd like. She's a shadow of a former, feistier, happily spirited woman. I do miss her.


# 32 - Get a proper wall planner.

I snooped around (well I looked above the closet) and discovered one of my christmas presents early. It was a long cylindrical christmas wrapped object - i knew it could only be one thing... A Wallplanner from Kikki K!



The boyface even had it laminated - what an ingenious idea but alas bluetack does not stick large laminated objects to the wall so I was forced to trundle off to K-Fart and purchase some 3M velcro strips as per the advice of an ex officeworks employee.



Despite only having three in a pack, i managed to find some other material to stick the fourth corner with, hurrah! It's up ladies and gents. I even bought whiteboard markers today so I could write on it.



Check it. It's pink, just how i like it.



Friday, January 4, 2008

#61 - Watch Breakfast at Tiffany's


It's hot.


I sat on the couch in little clothes, a cold bottle of water and the fan floating round the room.


I loved Breakfast at Tiffany's. I wasn't sure what I was getting myself into at first. Carlin has a giant wall mount of Audrey Hepburn in his room in a scene from the movie and it often makes me ponder about the movie I've never seen.


Holly Golightly's flakiness and vulnerability is quite striking. I appreciate in others (albeit a conjured character) what I do not possess myself.


I was a little perturbed by the fact that in the literature it was originally derived, the heroine was a working girl. On the back cover of the movie it said she was a "play girl". They allude to her occupation a little but you're never quite sure. Were they afraid to actually show the seedy world of 'payment for sex'? Instead they glamourise it and confirm nothing.


I wanted to be at that party, I wanted to prance around in her clothes, wake up in the morning with amazing hair and immaculate makeup and kiss passionately in the rain.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

#72 - Email Kate

I finally wrote to Kate - a dear friend from my Besto's days.


She has written me two emails and I've been a very rude friend not responding until now.


It feels good to complete something on the list again.


It feels even better to say hi to an old friend.


This reminds me of her for more than one reason.