Happiness isn't happiness without a violin-playing goat

So I'm trying to be good and post more regularly. Also T's away and I'm bored. I watched Secretary tonight, it was actually quite good. Not one to watch with the parents though. It was funny though, because the packaging was all "RAWR!!! SEX!!!" (which was clearly what attracted me to it! Actually T has it and I was as I said, bored) but the movie was really quite deep. The picture they used for the front of the DVD never even took place in the movie. There was spanking though, and a dead worm in an envelope, and typewriters. What more would one want? It has that guy from Boston Legal and Maggie, sister of Jake with the annoying last name, in it. I also rewatched Notting Hill which just made me feel sad. Mostly the whole single and alone thing but it's so English. I miss Englishness.

So, Anzac Day tomorrow. I actually heard someone saying that it was great because it meant they could go out tonight. There are times I feel like I'm so incredibly different to other people my age... I mean, I'm not a big war fan but you've got to admire someone willing to die for their country, surely? Sometimes I worry that I'm just anti war because I wouldn't what myself or anyone I know to have to do that. Anyway, what's so great about going out on a Tuesday? My exciting plans involve writing my philosophy essay tomorrow. I am going to see some comedy on Saturday and then to a birthday party so you mustn't give up hope for my social life and "normal ness".

So yes, ANZACness got me thinking about random stuff. On a similar random note, I got into a strange train of thought in the supermarket (while looking for TVP of all things) about the whole concept of International Food. It's funny cause there's also an Asian section and well, surely only bush tucker and such isn't International Food in Australia. Yes quite a random thought, I know, and I didn't find the TVP. The other thought was about how in Primary School we were always told that if the French had settled Tasmania first we'd all be speaking French. the way the teacher said it made me think that this would be a really Bad Thing. The same thing was said about World War Two. That if we hadn't held off the Japanese on The Kokoda Trail we'd all be speaking Japanese. As if the problem was the language we'd be speaking never mind the fact that you really didn't want to have anything to do with WWII Japan. I realise now that these concepts made me think that Japanese, French and German (always an easy enemy) were in somehow languages to avoid. Bizare really.

I can't believe they never wrote a folk song about that...

Last night, when I was trying to get to sleep I had a great idea for a blog title. I remember thinking it was just perfect. Of course now I can't remember it. It's incredibly frustrating. It was probably musical... Anyway. I was really looking forward to today because I've been doing Uni work (that is admin stuff at uni, not assignments) and actual work pretty much all day Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Yesterday I did a double shift and it was just horrid. I was on an incredibly boring survey. I've done it so many times my brain kind of disconnects from the proccess and I enter a weird mental state. So I was really looking forward to having a 'day off', even though I had an assignment to start. So first I slept in til ten thirty, which was great because I haven't had enough sleep in a while. Then I did shower stuff and breakfast stuff. I listened to Insiders because I'm that kind of a girl, and read the paper. I started doing my assignment (philosophy) but was mostly listening to the radio. Then T came back (that's right she had finished her shift at work) and I felt incredibly lazy. She needed to take something to her boss at work and I came along (lured by the promise of a free coffee). So we did that, defrauding the Vistorian Government of tram revenue along the way. I then started the assignment. I've written six hundred words fairly painlessly but I think I need to use some sources and stop with the "many people have argued" and "some liberal philosophers have contended". I also should stop over using the word contend. My soc. lecturer needs to stop saying "critiqued" and "problematize" and "unpack", I mean, is the second actually a word at all? I'm unconvinced. But yes, assignment. I'm basically trashing the Universal Declaration of Human Rights which is new for me being the UN lover that I am. I'm feeling quite fired up about it, which I think is half the battle with Philosophy. Yay for a narrower definition of human rights!!! Ok, I remembered the Perfect Blog Title. It's from the West Wing, when Sam explains he's working to stop multinational companies getting sued when their oil carrying ships break and pollute the water. Then Josh says, well, you can read the title. I actually thought about it yesterday when I was doing that damn survey for "a major financial institution". It also works for arguing for a narrower definition of human rights, I suppose. But really that is actually I igood idea, but John Butler probably wouldn't get it. While I remember, can someone explain what a split infinitive is? So after typing for a while I got bored. I played a bit of solitaire. I'm really no good at it at all. Then I resorted to the TV (T had gone out) and watched an episode of Gilmore Girls which only served to make me disgusted at my self for watching daytime TV. So now I am here. Next I think I will have a shower and formulate an essay plan. I always have such high aims for my showers but when I get out I've forgotten to think about whatever and to shave my legs.

You Can't Fool Old Friends With Limousines

Oups. So I took an easter break from blogging. Also from work which means I am really conforming to stereotype - poor uni student. I didn't blog mostly due to laziness and being occaisonally busy back in Tas. Very ocaisonally. Obviously I didn't work because I was at home and also too lazy to ring up and ask for shifts when I got home. I'm ringing tomorrow, promise. Don't tell my mum. So easter was ok. Going home kind of gave me that in between two places feeling. You know? Just not quite belonging anywhere. It was nice to see my parents though. Of course we got on each others nerves a bit, like families do. We really do have a much better relationship when we don't live together. It was good to see my friends, the ones I can completely relax around. I actually had a proper talk with my friend C (the one who was in Italy last year and now has an ItalianBoy {a voice in my head is saying that in bogan Aussie "Eyetalian"}). We havent really talked properly in... more than a year. Mostly due to the boy. Because when she got back he was always around. It wasn't a particularly deep and meaningful talk we just shared stuff about our lives, silly things and Plans For The Future until we ran out of things to say about that. Then we giggled about our parents' friends. You see, C was my childhood friend. Our parents as well as several others in the area actually had a Baby Sitters Club, they had tokens and everything. It was all very local community. So when we'd wrapped up the gossip she left. It's kind of bizare not knowing when I'll be back in Tas. I will probably go in the winter for a week. In July the parental units are going on holiday to Malaysia and Cambodia. I really hope they have a good time. Although clearly, one doesn't want to dwell on such thoughts, the trip is a bit romantic because they met in Malaysia. I freaked my self out a bit abouut the fact that when they're gone I wont be related to anyone in Australia. Haha. I have no idea why that matters but for about ten seconds it did. On a similiar vain, three of my really good friends (K, C and Angie P) are going to be away this Christmas. Given I'll probably spend most of the summer here I'm not sure why that matters. I have decided I should work lots in the holidays in order to save up for travel, to get youth allowance or possibly just so I can afford to buy clothes without them being practical. As you've heard, this plan is off to a cracking start. I am such a nerd. I'm realy happy to be going back to uni tomorrow. Hopefully history assignment of doom will be well and truelly finished tonight. In other history news I am officially great at using the microfilm machines. I helped two people yesterday. One of whom was a kinda cute boy from my philosophy tut. I totally lurked in the background when I saw him sit down. Yes, I'm that kind of stalkygirl. I'd like to point out that I initiated the contact though which was quite good of me I thought. He may have thought otherwise. I should go start cooking soon... See, T's boyfriend was visiting and he just left, with T to catch a train to the airport. So we're going to watch some One Tree. If you're reading this Hannah K, you know I lovelovelove you, but, I'm really no good at the comforting about faraway boyfriends thing. It makes me feel extremely inadequate. Luckily I have One Tree so I feel like I have something to bring to the emotional distressing situation. (Thanks AP!) I am going to have stir fry. I believe it will be tops. Also, paragraphs are for wimps.