Friday, February 17, 2006
Happiness Is..
- Chocopie!
- A new black untuned ukelele
- Turning on the radio in the car after a particularly satisfying and girlie conversation to hear 'Jumpers' by Sleater-Kinney.
- Mostly Chocopies.
Unhappiness is..
- "Hello, Department of Fuck Yeah and Pens Tethered to Tables. What do you want?" "Hi, I, uhm, don't think I can come up 'til the end of next week and I know I have to meet my supervisor and..." "Supervisors will be posted on the noticeboards. Why don't you go sodomise yourself with a rolled up copy of A Thousand Plateaus?" "But I'm in the 'Bra and I don't think I can make it..." "We highly recommend you speak to us before the RPP exceeds the cut off date of March the first and OPP gets down with the OG, biznatch." "Yeah, but all the O-week stuff says it's..." *sigh* "Look, I've told you all I know. What more do you want from me? You've already proved yourself lazy and unreliable. Why don't you just go get some public service job in your homeland and leave us all in peace?" *click*
- "You're back." "Yeah, I know, I..." "You're not meant to be back, you're meant to be in Melbourne." "Yeah, but I can't move into my new place until..." "Why are you back? I seriously thought you'd gone." "I like Canberra." "Like, seriously." "I like my friends and roundabouts."
- Women's clothing. All of it.