Today JJ thought it would be a great idea to go bowling.

“yes!, sounds good” i texted back, instantly thinking about what i needed to wear, and I needed a shower. I had been bumming around on IRC for an hour whilst I was waiting for my washing to finish in the machine.

“cool, you book and let me know time” she replied.

So I booked for our intrepid bowling adventure, washed my hair, problem is I am losing alot of hair at the moment, I wonder if it is to do with stress, or the shampoo.. freakout.. anyways getting back to the bowling thing.

I rang her to confirm the booking and hooned to AMF bowling centre about 20 mins from my place and was met with bogans.

They had come out of hiding to socialise with eachother. The music was appalling, with cyndi lauper, madonna, bon jovi all playing in the background, with some emo Robbie Williams in the background. I noticed that people pay to put their music selections in this jukebox thing, so then the entire centre is subjected to their choice of music.

The lights were dimmed and JJ and I took to the alley. No gutter guards for us thank you! We were women on a mission. To throw big balls down an oiled pinewood alley and smack the hell out of those pins.

Well i didnt do that great, I never do, I certainly didn’t cover myself with glory with some .. rounds not actually resulting in me knocking one pin down at all. Instead I flung ball after ball down with no luck. I tried different weighted balls, 6 pounders, 8 pounders, 10 pounders and a 12 pounder. The 12 pound ball as I swung my arm backwards, flung itself away from my fingers at the top of the arc. it flew behind me, narrowly missing some small blonde bogan kid wearing jeans and flannel shirt. JJ and I just started laughing.. and I ended up incapable of doing much.. so I found a smaller ball and flung it down, it bounced three times down the alley and guttered itself.

Second game was much better, No rounds went past without me getting some kind of score. However lets summarise the das action.

middle and index finger on left hand.. sore, barely can bend
thumb on left hand.. blistered
left forearm.. sore to touch
left shoulder and elbow.. owwies too
groin muscle.. well even IF MM was here, no sex for me.

Great day, we need to do it again soon.

I stayed up so late last night to complete an assessment for work. I have home work tonight aswell to do. Last night I ended up doing a presentation for that training course I am on, which was based on my networking report. I had to identify key departments as needing immediate work, and the points to consider when taking action to improve interaction between the various departments.

Since I chose to take a wholistic approach, which involved my whole team, rather than just me working on it, I had to come up with a set of goals I wanted to achieve with these contacts, what goals my team members needed to achieve, and how it was going to help them develop.

Overall, it was good. I was happy with my report, and it worked out ok. Just needed to stay up late, then when I got into work, whip up a power point presentation, and I breezed through it. I was nervous, heart pounding, I was so sick I wanted to puke. I stood up there and looked at everyone and thought, ah to hell with it, and just did it.

I had a really rough week last week work wise, but it ended on a high note. As mentioned in a previous post, I had my issues with work, and had my successes. I have confided in someone in a position of authority over some of the issues I have had at work, and shit hit the fan, and now I have to deal with it. I should have dealt with the issues my way instead. My boss maybe should have kept my name out of it, but he didn’t and now I have to deal with the consequences of my actions. *shrugs* I have worked in worse places for politics, and to be honest, my team means the world to me, and that’s all that counts.

House wise, the floor above me was supposedly fixed in summer, thus resulting in an increase my rent. Funny thing is, after last weekend’s deluge in Perth, the spot where there was leakage 2 years ago, leaked again. I called the estate agent last monday, and by Wednesday morning, had panicked calls from various people trying to get access to my flat. I figure bugger them. If they could not be bothered doing something about the leaks for 18 months they can wait. I am annoyed about paying the increased rent of course. So tonight i am doing a bit of a tidy up as I expect people to turn up on my door step tomorrow morning @ 8am. I haven’t told them I plan on leaving yet.

I took dad out for a drive today and we picked up some car parts for my beasty. I am fixing some of the issues with it, like front seat, water bottle for the windscreen wipers, wing mirror. We went to this Jap wrecking place in Willagee and came out 10 minutes later with stuff to be ready for tomorrow. Awesome. It will be hard to let go of my car, it has a lot of memories, and I think, that’s the selling angle I will take with it when I try and flog it.

i have had a very successful week at work. All power to me.

I went out this weekend, to this restaurant in the Hills of perth, and ate 2 witchety grubs. I also had some beef and beer pie, and some cheesecake. Was nice, except that I had abdominal cramps all night, and into today. I dont think it was the food, but I will ask my friend from work who had the grubs too, and see if he suffered the same with me.

The grubs tasted like mushy bark, pretty gross, and i wouldn’t eat it again, unless I was about to starve to death. I even had to eat the head bits. On the plus side, i got a certificate stating I have eaten witchety grubs. yay me.

I have had a bit of a weird weekend. I wish things were different.

back to the rantings of a crazy woman.

I have typed and deleted and typed and deleted and still typed some more.

Why does it take days for those little comments to click when you realise something ?

Gotye. aka Wally De Bracker

Awesome artist, writes some amazing music, and recently I discovered this particular video on Youtube for one of his recently released albums back in 2006. This particular song is a tad emo, but has a bit of meaning for me and some others I know who are going through some interesting times.

Despite the fact that I have MM, it’s still confusing. I sometimes catch myself thinking about the past, and what I could have done to change things. However, with my reality check friends ensuring I don’t get too emo, I tend to just ignore the fact that after a few months of achieving a whole set of goals for myself personally, I am needing to take a break. Re-assess where I am at with life and set some new goals.

Mind you, I have someone at work who needs alot of attention, and I worry about him.

You must watch these.

I found these videos when doing my usual YouTube surfing. What I also learnt, was how install the WordPress plugin to enable me to add these into my blog. I attach a link to learn here, for those who wish to know, and one on my Extra’s bar incase I forget the right syntax.

I purchased a smart rider today!

Now I can tag on and tag off on my journey to and from work, or to my parents house, and they can monitor my travel patterns.

They can see where the shoppers go who catch public transport, they can see and track how many people use the services in the mornings, evenings and at night time.

Whilst this system, is good for us for saving money, the long term implications are really for things like urban development and transport planning.  Tracking the migration habits of people. Perhaps they can even see when areas get too pricey and others are forced to move to cheaper areas around the city.

Smartrider indeed. Probably one of the most significant additions towards to the future needs  of our city.