Thank-you OD

So, Australia has it’s first elected (pfft yeah if you can call it that) female Prime Minister.  Good I say.  I prefer Julia Gillard over Tony Abbott, although I can’t say I really followed whatever his policies were in the first place.  Meh, I don’t even know what hers are.  I guess, based purely on looking at the two of them, and the fact I had to endure seeing the opposition leader in a revealing pair of DT’s (dick-togs), and the fact that both support gay rights but not gay marriage, Julia wins on the fact she’s not ‘Scared of gays".
I read on a fav’s entry that it’s been 17 days since the election and we’d been without a leader in this country.  Wow, and no-one thought to invade?  Nice.

This is kinda of an intellectual (if you will) entry, moreso than the bullshit I usually carry on about what I’ve done with my day and such.  I came across a father’s day random entry in my reading today that just amazed me.  It was written by a girl who’s father since since passed away, but it was basically a list of advice he taught her to live by.  My father taught me a lot to live by growing up, as did my mother.  Unfortunately I don’t have the best memory at the best of times, so I can’t remember what a lot of the advice even was, but for some reason I feel like there was advice given, like memories of them telling me things, in my sub-conscience somewhere.  That doesn’t even make sense – I know what I mean and that’s all that matters 🙂
But yeah, reading her entry made me think about the life I know of all my favourites that I read here.  How each one is so different and yet interesting and keeps me coming back to read more each time.  I am guilty of not writing every day about what I’ve gotten up to, because I just basically can’t be fucked writing, but when I do write, it makes me feel good to have gotten it down on paper – well, virtual-paper.  I have so many favourites now in my list, and I’ve never done a clean-out since I started (unless it’s been people I know who have blocked me or whatever, then I’ve deleted them, but other than that, never).  So I look at my friend’s only list and I see entries where the last entry written was in 2004 or in 2005, and I remember a lot of them, and wonder where they are now.  Like I said, I have the memory of a fish sometimes, so I don’t even remember what I said to a lot of them, but as for people who are ‘in-your-face’ in my life, then they are the people who I remember vividly.  If you make the effort with me, then I make the effort with you, whether that be in real life, on msn or I guess even facebook, however, real life and OD are the best though as they are the most vivid.  Special mention should go to The_Blind_Archer for introducing me to this site back in ’04.  I often wonder what prompted him to do so 🙂

I often sit somewhere by myself, out of reach of my laptop or an internet cafe, and I ponder about the various facets of life.  I think to myself ‘Oh, I MUST write about that’, and then I get home and forget what I was even thinking about haha.  It sucks.  It’s like I need my laptop on me all the time, or a notepad.  I suppose I could go all ‘arty’ and carry around a pen and paper with me, but meh I’m lazy aren’t I.  I don’t even write when I know in my head I should, and that I’ll benefit from it.

I watched two more movies in the last 24 hours.  The most recent one was ‘When In Rome’ about some chick who takes coins from a fountain and all these guys fall in love with her (the ones whom tossed the coins) – very unrealistic but it was cute and it made me laugh.  The other one was ‘Sky High’ – yeah, that was really unrealistic, but movies don’t have to be real to keep me entertained.  I wrote down a few of the quotes I liked from the movies in my facebook info page.  I dunno, it has a quotes section, so I guess it’s the convenient place to put them.  I always have to pause the movie and write them down before I forget them.  Sometimes I wonder how I was ever the school captain at my first high school with the memory I have.  I know I get that from my father, bless him 🙂

I’ve decided I’m gunna get one of those bloggie camcorders to do my video entry, and I’m gunna wait until my friend Moe has a day off so that he can come with me and put it on his Myer One card (that way he gets points to get a reward because I don’t have one – see I’m nice like that).  "Moetoberfest" (which is what Moe calls his annual birthday event) is coming up again soon, this will be the third year, and I’ll see people I haven’t seen in a year again.  That’s always weird when you see people who live in your home town, but you aren’t friends with them, so you only see them on the one occasion.  I’ve seen some occasionally more often, only when we are all mutually hanging out with Moe though.
So yeah, when I get one of those, I’m gunna have to talk myself into doing video entries.  I’m even telling myself that the first 20 or 30 are gunna be absolutely disasterous due to me needing practice and feeling like I’m doing public speaking or aka – talking to myself in a public place haha.  I guess I should just be like ‘fuck what people think’ right?  At least them you guys would just have to put up with awkward silences rather than reading millions of spelling mistakes in my entries (haha yes I have noticed them just as much as you guys have, so thanks for never bringing it up, awefully kind of you).  I just don’t like the spell-check feature on here – it takes ages and is just annoying, so I leave it.  Sometimes I’ll read back through my entry and see my mistake and fix it, but I kinda don’t see it as that big of a deal.  I think video entries are more ‘real’ as well I guess.  I can tell when I’m having a bad hair day or a new zit has decided to introduce itself or a bird decides to make a deposit on my face if I’m outside making a public entry.  I’m so used to sitting in my room writing about my life.  It’s comfy on my bed with the internet available and snacks besides me and the ability to just lay down and sleep, and I have the quietness of my thoughts.  At this moment however I’m writing this entry at 7:39am.  I woke up I believe around midnight last night to a missed call on my phone from work.  Whoops, it was made at 4:30pm, so if they were wanting me to come into work, too bad!  I was asleep – didn’t even hear it go off.  I sleep like a log.  I mentioned a few weeks ago when my mate Gavin pile-drived on top of me whilst I was asleep and the only reason I know that happened was because they told me when I woke up.  I didn’t remember or feel a thing.  That’s kinda scary.  knowing he coulda broken my spine in my sleep and I woulda been none the wiser lol – i guess the pain woulda woken me up at some point.

I had last night off, as it’s my one-on, one-off week at work this week.  It’s so weird.  It’s kinda like I can’t do anything, but I can?  Of course I haven’t, but I’ve been dying to get away lately, just get-away.  My housemate Jeff has been wanting to do that same so I found out, because I couldn’t sleep on Monday afternoon,so I went and sat in the lounge and Jeff and I actually had a really good conversation.  He says he just wants a boyfriend and I said I know how he feels, and we spoke about our respected crushes on random guys, how he likes this guy but he doesn’t know where it’s going, and how I have a guy who likes me, but I like another guy who I don’t know if he is even interested.  Weird situation crushes.  Really are.  That’s definitely a favourites only entry I need to write about sometimes soon.  How one can have so many crushes, yet society espects you on settle with just the one person.  I guess I don’t understand that because I’ve yet to find it.

Speaking along those lines, I love the advice I get in my notes from you guys on here – private or otherwise.  "And love, I can tell you once you find the right penis, the others don’t matter." was the end of one note I got in my "I dunno" entry a while ago, I thought that, among many other notes from various favourties, was so sweet, and I look forward to feeling like that one day.  When I was speaking to Jeff, I said that it had been three years since I even dated someone.  That’s like a thousand days.  I’m not saying I haven’t had my fun (you guys can vouch for that lol) but for some reason, I’m really feeling someone special would be really nice to have lately.  Someone that means something more than the half-hour/hour of random wham-bam sex, yet I’m definitely not looking for a marriage lol (hey, not with our current Prime Minister and Opposition leader anyway!).  I want someone who completely understands me and doesn’t judge me for what I do nor my flaws, just like you guys do.

I want to thank you guys for reading about my life.  There’s a reason you’re on my favourites only list and can read those entries and it’s because I trust you.  Anyone can access my public entries, even if they do a little research on facebook, because I want people who actually give a damn about me to know the real me.  But favourites, you know the real-real me, and being able to read your lives as well really means a lot to me.  I’ve read about good times and hard times and sometimes I just wish I could give everyone a hug.  This site completely shits all over facebook and I guess this really is a second home to me.

I know there was a lot more I wanted to write about, but I think I’ll leave it for now.  I still need to buy my camera and practice, practice, practice until I’m satisfied with a video entry.  It’s kinda like taking the bull by the horns for me I guess, and moving on with the times in the technology world.  It’s definitely only gunna be occasionally, as I know how annoying it is trying to watch video blogs when your bandwidth is gone (grrr), and writing has always been so much easier for me anyway.  English was my favourite subject in school (and might I say it’s annoying me how the spell-check here puts that annoying red line under words I KNOW are spelled correctly – such a "FAVOURITE" in this sentence lol – damn American spelling).  Disclaimer:  American’s are alright 🙂

I just need to get out of this semi-rut or whatever it is, and make some plans to keep myself busy, so that life doesn’t seem to repetitive.  It sucks when your job is like that though – you go there, do the same thing every fortnight to get paid every fortnight – it kinda intergrates into your life.  I think I’m really gunna have to focus on a long-term career that allows me to do different things whenever I get the qualifications for whatever that is haha.  I’m getting closer and closer to my savings goal.  Then big changes are gunna happen, when I have the backup.

Okay enough sappy shit.  End of entry.