world's shortest fairytale

ladyfox sent this little fwd to me - and don't be telling me it's not funny because somewhere inside you know it feels true.

World Shortest Fairytale

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl, "Will you marry me?" The girl said "No" and she lived happily ever after and went shopping, drank Martinis with friends, always had a clean house, never had to cook, had a closet full of shoes and handbags, stayed skinny, and was never farted on.

The End

As a single baby it brings some assurance that the good days go on ...

sydney sundays

wow. the last 2 sundays have been absolutely beaut. what can i say. i just want you to know how sweet sydney can be, if you let her in.

sunday before last

it was the city to surf run in sydney. 64000 people ran 14 kilometers (and then spent the rest of the week talking about it) and took part in the world's largest fun-run on one of the most beautiful days of the year. the sun was out. out and loud and everyone was smiling and everyone was at the pub or at a 4 hour lunch afterwards - it was just one of those days.

i ended up at woo's flat in bondi, sitting under the awning in the back yard with bbq'd sup and remains and a footy being kicked around and people just sitting and talking or lying and talking and just hanging really. there isn't any magic to having a really really good time. when its easy, maybe it's just chemistry.

i don't know what it is. but it felt like coming home. and that's got to be a good thing.

sunday last

then the rain came. down. hard. and lots of it. that was a day to 'get sorted'. fee-bones told me she pulled every single thing out of her closet and packed it all up again. and i did that too. sort of. smelly cat helped me pick up a new double-futon for my future guests and then i hauled ass and cleaned up my huge and beautiful abode and got sorted with starting to live in sydney rather than just waiting to leave sydney.

beautiful wet raining sunday. the perfect day to "not" do anything. put the gas heater on and read a very very badly written book. had some hot chocolate, did the laundry (2 loads) and that was about it.

blisss

absenteeism

ello ello.

where she been? i been right here people.

sorry for not writing for ages. and sorry for taking the last couple of posts off - i started reading what i was writing and it just sounded so negative and i really don't want to be negative. i really don't.

i keep telling other people, we all have stuff to feel crap about and only we, ourselves, have the power to control how we react to and deal with those situations. and here i sit, not dealing so great.

so that's my plan. to deal better. with schtuff. and with how i let it out there.

thassal.

over n out.

spend all you can

I just read this scrawled on PNGScape today:

"Learn all you can, earn all you can, and spend all you can."

I like it. Likey like. I think it means don't be a miser - with life or with money. Give away what you don't need.

Anyway, that's just how I read it.