Bein’ Serious: Givin’ Myself A Swift Kick

Everything in my life has been pretty great this year so far.

Turned over some great productivity for January at work, got rid of lots of sentimental crap, unloaded kilos of paperwork and rearranged furniture to avoid wasting money on more and am eating heaps better than I used to. Whilst MOH didn’t formally make NY resolutions, me following mine has seemed to rub off on him a little. He’s selling out his game collection quicker than I can say “what does it mean when it says ‘I am the highest bidder?’”

I have definitely managed to keep the temper quieted for along time now but one thing that has been getting on my nerves for almost an entire year seems to keep popping up. No matter how many times I resolve the problem. It doesn’t make me a less productive worker or a less friendlier person but it sure makes me feel that way.

And while I know I want to scream my head off and bawl my eyes out every time I get angry, my common sense kicks in and calms me down. It makes me sit my ass down and think about what the problem really is. And then I realise my mistake in getting angry.

It is not my problem. I am not the catalyst of or for the problem. I am offended and feel the results emotionally because of it but I am not the cause of it.

Which makes me feel so much better about myself, my life and how happy I am in my life.

Problems:

You will not make me fall from being a better person, a good woman and a great worker. Only I can do that. And I won’t.

Cinematics Times & Such: One Idiot With A Gun Is Enough

2009 was a time for a smattering of difference in cinema. Distinction across all fields, no matter if it were for the extremely picky or those who craved no-brainers.

Regardless, MOH and I made up our own minds to see any movie we damn well pleased, whether it was highly praised or shitted on by biassed effwits like the Rotten Tomatoes website. I could care less what a corporation like RT think about a movie. (It’s called for “pay for play” in the recording industry, what’s it called in Hollywood? Oh, life..)

Only 2 films make my hit list of 2009. Avatar and District 9. Both watched twice at the cinema. You know how my reviews go, they’re more like rants. But this one might go in a different direction

Artistry Definitively Cute: What Typeface Are You?

So, I was on a number of blogs a few weeks ago with a new post, “What Type Are You?” referring to an online personality test that tells you what font most describes you.

You can find it here at Pentagram.com (just click the link, input your name and password of “character”.)

I found that the font best suited to my personality is: Lettres Ornées…

De-Cluttered: Home Office

You can probably tell that I am prone to being very materialistic and love stuff. And buy lots of stuff. But the time has come for me to finally get rid of some of it. Well, a lot of it really.

I remember the 1st time I moved that I had way too much stuff. I had accumulated so much of my own crap plus inherited a lot of furnishings from my stepdad’s home too. I needed to keep most of the stuff but all the little stuff, I still moved as well. It took me 3 weeks to really pack and throw out and I still had a huge truckload of junk to move. I had filled not only 2 of my building’s wheely bins but also 2 of the neighbouring businesses’ bins with stuff I knew should definitely not go with me to the new place.

When I moved from the newer place six months later, I left even more behind but still not enough. I was carrying around old paperwork for my job, school & university assignments and books, bed linen and towelling that were old and torn, clothes I hadn’t worn in years and wouldn’t fit ever again. The bad thing about where the new place was that I could literally walk to the outlet shopping district and buy up a storm, which I did regularly.

Anyway, back to my current situation. MOH and I are in a 2 bedder, with one room working as our office-slash-MOH’s closet and we also have  a very large garage downstairs (for some reason, I keep calling it a reserve, hehe. Spend way too much time at work..) Our garage is about half full of stuff we cannot use in our home.

Back In The Day: Dad’s Old Life In NZ

Today I went on my second Scan-a-thon in a fortnight. (Last week, I scanned all of my work and finance documents in, in PDF format so I never have to file the hard copies again and got rid of at least 2 and a half reams (500 leaf each) of A4 paper.) This week was the photos’ turn.

I scanned through a full photo album, my step-dad (for this post, I’ll call him Dad, ‘cos that’s what he was to me) kept at his home before he passed. It contained photos sent to him in New Zealand by his mother (adoptive mother), his life in New Zealand bar the sheep shearing parts, truckloads of photos of me as a baby growing into a cute little girl, my sisters, my mother and then his life with his “new” family, his church family.

I had looked through the album before but I don’t think I really paid attention to some of the details. I knew my dad had left Australia when he was younger to make money shearing sheep in new Zealand, I even knew he was married for the first time to a Maori woman but I didn’t realise how much of a life he lived. I will only ever know bits and pieces about the time before he met my mother because a) he didn’t tell much of it to my mother b) my grandmother has passed and I don’t think he told her much either and c) he left behind only a small amount of photos to show some of his life in New Zealand.

So, here are the pics I have to remember Dad by…

Dad w mates in NZ, reppin' OZ with Fourex Beer (dad with blue shirt)

Shiny New Things: Diarize It Or Don’t Do It

I am a huge lists person from way back into my childhood.

I always wanted to make sure I had something to do and that what needed to be done, would get done. Children shouldn’t have this degree of organisation but they do, I did and as I look back on it now, I understand how learning young impacted on myself as an adult.

Is It Just Me Or…??? January 2010

This is my first “Is It Just Me Or?” post for 2010 and I haven’t been looking forward to it but it certainly would help me get a huge shiteload of my chest and off my brain, for negative and positive reasons.. Here we go:

IS IT JUST ME OR…..?

• Am I the Gossip Girl fan who doesn’t mind Vanessa? I don’t know why there’s so much hate against her. I reckon Vanessa has some pretty odd fashion taste but uber-effin’ awesome taste in jewellery pieces. And there’s a reason she doesn’t run around in designer garb like Blair and Serena- she’s supposed to be different from the other girls. We cannot expect every girl in GG to be carbon copies of each other. That would be ultra-boring…

Life At Random: Empire State Of Mind

I was watching the video clip for Jay-Z and Alicia Key’s duet “Empire State of Mind” on Saturday morning and it occurred to me that the world has an obsession with New York.

What’s On My Dopi ATM: Kee-$ha! You Treat Me Like An-Ee-Mal

(Think of that line but in the voice of Eddie Murphy’s Umfufu, hehe…)

The album from the hottest chick in dirty pop has finally dropped and while I am hearing some great things about it, I am left a little disappointed. I know I was expecting Tik Tok in 15 new ways or something and I shouldn’t have considering, I had already heard about six of the songs either a fortnight ago or from The Hills soundtracks.

Anyway, Ke$ha stays true to her gritty, sexy and childish pop genre that she seems to have built around her name. (I say childish because really, for f*ck’s sake, the lyrics are a far cry from the meaningful poetry of someone like Maya Angelou or a wordsmith rapper like Talib Kweli or a weathered storyteller like J.R. Tolkien.) Ke$ha seems to be in two minds when it comes to writing seriously. At one point, it seems like she has an idea to bitch out about something and then goes and makes a funny right in the middle of the song.

To many, I guess it’s Ke$ha really giving the old pop star status a swift kick up you-know-where and sayin’ who gives a f*ck?”

Let’s go (Tik Tok and a couple other songs are not in this review as I have already reviewed them in separate earlier posts):

Back In The Day: Some Memorable Cuts For Me

Back in the day, I was hard into R&B more so than the hip-hop I constantly bang through my earphones currently. I am reminded of them because I heard Lauryn Hill made an appearance at the Ragamuffin Festival in NZ but not in OZ.Am I upset? Hell yes, but I forgive and forget ‘cos we cool like that

Here’s some cuts that caught the good end of my rewind button back in the 90s..

Here goes:

Doo Wop (That Thing) by Lauryn Hill (a fun and informative song, took me ages to figure out to rap all the lyrics but I did it and I can keep up…)