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Saturday, September 1st, 2007
9:01 pm	james' psychoanalysis of me uh. you're defensive and laconic. I'm not even sure what laconic means, but i think you're it. laconic except when you're not (Comment on this)
Saturday, April 21st, 2007
8:35 pm	things chris said It's no secret Joe's best friend Chris is really a smart chimp masquerading as a human, or perhaps a human masquerading as a chimp, but the proof really lies in the absolute garbage that spews forth from his mouth on a regular basis. Take tonight for example. We all went out to a Chinese restaurant, and these are a few things Chris said: 1. Chris - "Hey remember that star trek shirt you used to have Joe, what was that weird alien talk on it? See-ahh-oh or something?" Joe - "You mean ciao?" 2. (referring to the nearby wedding party) Kathy - "Who got married?" Chris - "It was 2 blokes! Look, it's that guy in the tux and the guy in the green dress over there" everyone else - "Um, Chris, that's a chick" Chris - *comical doubletake* (keep in mind he seriously thought it was a bloke) 3. Kathy - "Is this cheesecake still frozen?" Chris - "No, it's just really really cold" He said something else hilariously dumb at the start of the night, but I forgot what it was, so you'll just have to deal with it. Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 24th, 2006
9:12 pm	welcome home....? well, i got back to australia today to what was one of the shittest days ever. aside from the lack of sleep, i got off the plane in rocky feeling fairly happy, and brenden was not there as promised to pick us up. so anyway, joe turns his phone on and starts listening to his messages, and after one of them he turns to me and is like, "here, listen to this!". now i assumed that it was some prank message one of his friends had sent him, so i listen in anticipation and am much surprised to hear my sisters voice on the phone, upset. it turns out that my cousin, whom i was very close to, died this morning, and kylie wanted joe to get me to phone her so she can break the news. thanks joe. naturally, this was a bit of a shock. he had found out practically days before that he had gone into remission for leukaemia, when he suddenly gets an infection and dies. as if that wasn't harsh enough to find out, i go to the office before going over to my aunty's and find out that my mum needs open heart surgery, but before she can have it she needs to clear up whatever is wrong with her blood and the shadows on her lungs. oh and also, she may have bowel cancer. its just a day full of surprises. so anyway, after i came home i passed out. i still feel like shit, my eyes are so puffy they hurt to open and i can't get rid of the clenching feeling in my chest and throat. welcome home, suzi Current Mood: like shit (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 6th, 2006
7:11 pm	missing time so. you ever had that feeling where you wake up, don't remember how you got there and what the hell crawled into your mouth and died there? and then slowly the horrifying memories of last nights shenanigans trickle into your head? well thats what happened to me on thursday when i woke up at midday, except for the remembering part. in fact, i had no memory from shortly after 11pm the night before. so, what happened? thats what i'd like to know. and here's what i've pieced together. so, wednesday morning, maria and chelsea invited me to an all you can drink session at red rock from 9pm to midnight for $17. seemed like a good deal to me, so of course i was in. now, being the people we are, we didn't actually get to red rock til 9:30, half an hour of cheap booze already passed up. but what the hell, we're good drinkers. in fact, that is one of the things that provokes my suspicions. i'm what you'd call a strong drinker. i can take drink after drink with little noticeable effect. and all i was drinking was vodka and orange. so, how is it that drinking only vodka and orange for an hour and a half ends up in 13 hours missing from my memory? there is no explanation, assuming it was just vodka and orange i was drinking. putting it short, i suspect someone spiked my drink, which is a definite possibility with some of the denizens i saw at that bar. fortunately for me, maria was more sober than she usually is when we go out. so, back to the funny bits. now, i must stress this is according to maria and chelsea, because i seriously have NO MEMORY of any events after 11pm that night. now apparently, after midnight and the cheap drinks stopped flowing, i found some lads heavily overburdened with money to continue buying us drinks. i did this by yelling at the top of my voice "BUY ME A DRINK!!" i can't get much more detail out of either chelsea or maria about this period of time, as they seem too embarrassed for me to tell. but apparently i held up a lively conversation with several fellows all at once, before proceeding outside to hurl my guts up, still having a chat with some nearby fellows. at this point, chelsea parted ways with us, and maria, worried for me, called a taxi. apparently i also threw up in the taxi, but the driver was very nice about it. now for the exciting part. upon getting out of the taxi, maria informs me that we had a fight. i have no idea what this fight was about, maria refuses to tell me. all she said was that i yelled at her a lot then said something "australian" that she didnt understand. then i ran up and down the sidewalk while she chased me trying to get me to come home. i also then ran up the driveway of the people who live opposite the dorm and curled up on the front doorstep. maria told me she called the police, but i dont know if they ever showed up. they couldnt have booked me anyway, as my gaijin card along with all my money and other identification was left at the bar. anyway, somehow, according to maria i came down and decided to go to sleep in the middle of the road. maria finally freaks out, and phones cesar to come help get me off the road. i suspect this is where the many cuts and bruises that now litter my body came from, because cesar is far from gentle at the best of times, especially when he has been called up in the wee hours of the morning by his drunken friends. so yeah, cesar dragged me off the road and the 2 of them must have somehow got me to my room, where i awoke at midday, no fucking clue as to how i got there, various body parts hurting and no wallet etc. so i get up, look around and think, this is weird, then feel like puking. however, i did not. just a massive burp, possibly because i had already puked my guts up and there was nothing left. i pull my jeans back on, wander downstairs where i find chelsea, and simply say "how the fuck did i get home?" to which chelsea replies her usual "i don't know, i left you guys at about 2". so off to marias room. i knock on her door and walk in and maria immediately gets up and goes "i'm so sorry!" and i'm like "what??" so maria is like, you're not mad at me? and i'm all confused and going why would i be mad at you? at this point i inform maria that i have no memory past about 11pm the night before and want to know how the hell i got home. all in all, i got my wallet, id etc back, but i did lose the ring joe gave me, and i have pretty much given up all hope of finding it. i'd still like to know what exactly went on that night, because unlike the usual drunken memory blanks that sometimes happen, there are no blurry memories, no patches of clarity, just one loooooooooong black. it was like closing my eyes for an instant and opening them to find myself home 13 hours later. thats pretty fucked up. oh, and for those who are waiting, the next installment of the toilet paper escapade will be up, just as soon as i can be bothered to put the photos on my computer. Current Mood: nauseated (Comment on this)
Friday, April 28th, 2006
6:03 pm	the great toilet paper escapade so. as you know, i am living in a dorm situation. and, as is inevitable in such a situation, there comes a point when something your roommate does (or doesn't do) starts to really piss you off. what amazes me is the triviality of the one thing that has happened to piss me off in this case: toilet paper. or rather, the fact that i have been the sole supplier of toilet paper in our shared bathroom for the last 2 months or so. now i know what you must be thinking, it's just fucking toilet paper, who cares, but i suspect that its not the actual toilet paper that is bothering me. its the means. now, i am here on a scholarship, right, which means i am living on limited funds. it doesnt help that atm i am trying to save up for universal studios and disneyland for when joe comes. my roommate, on the other hand, is one of those filthy rich people who decide to, say, come to japan to study for a year just for a change of scene AND HAVE THE FUNDS TO DO SO. she's the kind of person who never fails to let an opportunity to tell you that her sunglasses are REAL luis vuitton or whatever the fuck his name is, and her handbag is some other famous designers. quite frankly i couldnt tell you which because i dont really care. my point is, it is well within her means to buy a measly roll of toilet paper every now and then. not to mention the fact that her parents dump money into her account like its going out of fashion. and now, to my point. i have given up on the subtle hints to her and have instead decided to take a more proactive approach. yesterday evening i let the roll of toiletpaper run out and did not put a new one on. i have taken to taking in my tiolet paper with me whenever i need to go, and taking it back out when i'm done. this take on things, i am sure will either force her to buy some toiletpaper, or lead to some hilarious situations. either way, i will be there snickering in the background like the petty person i am. STAGE 1 in my dastardly plan - the empty toilet roll Current Mood: dastardly (Comment on this)
Thursday, April 27th, 2006
5:22 pm	squeefest so anyway, you may be asking yourself what it is that has prompted me to update my journal after such a long time. well, quite frankly, its because there are so many shows right now that are awesome. and i plan on rambling about them here along with a few other things. so, first of all: veronica mars just watched the latest ep, and OMG VERONICA & LOGAN!!!! practically confessing their love for each other again. its totally beside the point that logan ended up with kendall again at the end of the episode making veronica cry like a baby... i still reckon they will be together again by the end of the series, and kendall will, by then, be either in jail or dead. rooting for the latter, personally... number 2: prison break i love this show. conspiracies, misunderstandings, unrequited loves, hot guys with excuses to take off their shirts all the time... whats not to like? number 3: alias i know, i know, i walked in late on this series, practically everyone i know stopped watching it after the second series, but OMG VAUGHN IS ALIVE AND I KNEW IT!!!!! number 4: house really goes without saying, just thought i'd mention it here with all the other shows i love. so yeah, anyway. i have 2 days of classes left, swotvac, then exams. then i will be going to universal studios, disneyland and disneysea with joe, yay!!! and finally back to australia for 2 months. i have compiled a list of things i will be eating AS SOON AS I GET OUT OF THE AIRPORT. list: meat pie sausage roll fish and chips roast beef red rooster cherry ripe steak roast lamb ice cream wedges with sour cream PIZZA bbq shapes garlic bread and i fancy by this time i may be a wee bit bloated... but i miss food :( so anyway, thats all for now Current Mood: squee (Comment on this)
Saturday, February 25th, 2006
2:01 am	house party so i went to my first japanese house party tonight, which was pretty awesome. i had no idea whose house it was, no idea why there was a party there, no idea who any of the people were, but it was pretty awesome anyway. also, i met the hot morroccan guy bec kissed last year! man, he's hot. a group of us is getting together sometime to watch the ring (japanese version). so anyway, we're going to this party right, and the guy is meant to meet us at one of the station exits. however, this did not happen. instead we waited for about an hour until some guy from the party showed up to show us the way. now, this guy had no idea where he was going, and he was using a mobile phone gps navigation system to find his way back to the house. the only problem was, this guy was a complete moron. after leading us around in circles for an hour, and 7 lawsons later, we finally got to the right place. now, from the length of time this sojourn took us, one would assume that the station isnt actually very close to the house. however, on our way home, with hot morroccan guy leading the way, we get back to the same station in, wait for it, 5 MINUTES. how can someone be that fucking useless?? its impossible. but there you have it. so anyway, met lots of people, was mistaken for a danish person, was looked at incredulously when i told someone i like DBZ, because man, you know they're thinking how can someone as hot as you like something as childish as DBZ? the world is a bizarre and twisted place... Current Mood: bouncy (Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 21st, 2006
10:04 pm	mad koreans: episode II so, who remembers crazy korean guy with the laptop bag? well apparently he really hates me! so anyway, talking on skype to joe, and i get a little loud. now usually people would just ask me to be quiet. instead i get really angry guy sitting across from me looking like he's ready to KILL me. so what does joe do? gets really loud just to piss him off more. thanks joe. so anyway, i turn off my conversation and start typing instead, and heaven forfend, i giggle. immediately, like he was waiting for it or something it was like instant death glare. you know, like instant coffee, only faster, and creepier. also, no need to add boiling water. but get this, it wasn't the noise that was bothering him; the person beside me accidentally started playing some really loud music when she opened a website, and what did he do? nothing. didnt even bat an eyelid. what a cunt. so i'm not allowed to have a conversation with my friends, but everyone else can be as noisy as they like. and guess what the bastard is doing now? having a conversation and giggling. its like the famous saying goes: some people are only alive because its illegal to kill them. Current Mood: fucking pissed off at arsehole (Comment on this)
Monday, January 30th, 2006
5:55 pm	hahahah! random bitching time!!! so anyway, i've decided to have one of my random bitches, which although it may seem mean at the time, really is just me picking on anything i can find no matter how trivial or unimportant it may be. so, lets start with arsehole guy from yesterday! as you may or may not know, i live in an international dorm here in japan, with randoms coming from america, australia, korea, china, hong kong, italy, switzerland, austria, you name it. anyway, this particular gripe is aimed at one of the korean blokes who i haven't even really talked to before. now the computer room, which i will mention now is the only place in the entire building we can connect to the internet is fucking tiny. you can comfortably (but with cables EVERYWHERE) fit 8 computers there, and less comfortably, and extra 2 on the ends of the 2 tables. now lucky me, i came down yesterday and was computer number 9. i had to choose one of the ends of the tables, and opted for the less cable infused looking one. so i set my computer down, and lo! on the seat where i was going to sit is an innocent looking laptop bag without much in it. now silly me, i ever so gently removed said laptop bag and placed it out of the way on the floor next to the table. note now, nothing untoward EVER HAPPENED TO THE BAG. NOTHING!!!!!!! so i sit down and am innocently browsing the internet, talking to my friends, when lo! the bandwith sucking fiend who leaves his bandwith sucking game on ALL THE TIME, even when he's not here returns to the computer beside me. looking malevolently around, he says one word to me in japanese, which for your benefit i will translate. it was simply "bag?". so like any good citizen would, i pointed to the laptop bag i had innocently moved so as to make room for my innocent arse to sit on the innocent chair. and i thought the matter was resolved. oh how mistaken i was.... a few more minutes go by, when suddenly out of nowhere, this guy turns to me and says something in japanese. now, being in the middle of a conversation with someone else, i didnt catch it the first time, so removed my headphones and asked in a friendly voice if he could repeat what he said. and the rude fucking bastard was saying "don't you ever touch my stuff again!" i'm sure if he knew how to swear in japanese he would have added biatch on the end of that sentence, but the tone of his voice said it all. WTF, man??? i moved his laptop bag like 30 cm to the right, didnt even do anything to it, so i could sit down in our SHARED library and use our SHARED internet, and last time i fucking checked, chairs were for planting arses on, not fucking laptop bags. anyway, what was i supposed to do, wait the hour or so til he came back down so i could ask him to move his bag a few inches so i could sit down??? fucking psychopath. man, i have to live with this people otherwise i would have slapped his bitch-ass down. fucker. ok, bitch number 2.... lets see now... oh yes. perfect little people who have a bajillion dollars and eat properly. now i've been here for what, about 3 weeks now, and last night i had pizza. i like pizza. it wasn't even a very big pizza. but the fact of the matter is, that was the 3rd pizza i've had since i've been here, which equates to, let me see now, 1 pizza a week. healthy pizza too, it had vegetables and everything. anyway, i pay about 298yen for a premade pizza which i can just chuck in the oven (thats about $3, btw) which seems like a pretty awesome deal if you ask me. its not like i have a mummy and daddy who will funnel money into my account if i spend it all. anyway, one of these rich kids is all like, "pizza, again???" at me last night. wtf? just because i dont like tofu and fish. i mean, not eating seafood kind of limits my choices here!!! its pizza, its cheap, i like it, i dont care if i'm not rich enough to buy all kinds of different food to eat at my leisure. stop judging me. next next next.... hmm, i'm really running out of things to bitch about... hey, lets take this chick thats sitting across from me. she giggles and wriggles around like she's about to orgasm. that, or piss her pants. i cant really choose. what sort of dorm have i come to????? yeah ok, i dont really have anything to bitch about. i could bitch about joe, but he always gets upset and cries :D ok, all for now Current Mood: bitchy (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, January 16th, 2006
7:50 pm	vents so anyway, in another country, feeling a little cut off from my friends and especially my bf, so naturally, i want to talk to him, and silly me, i assumed he wanted to talk to me too. alas, i was sadly mistaken... started a conversation with him which lasted, oh, 30 seconds before he started playing counter strike:source. at this point the conversation went much like this: Suzi: So you have tomorrow off work? Joe: *click, click, click* Suzi: Tomorrows a good day for me, i only have 2 classes on tuesdays and thursdays. Joe: *click, click, click* Suzi: So what did you say you were having for dinner? Joe: *click, click, click* Suzi: Joe, are you even listening to me? Joe: *click, click, click* *elongated pause* i don't have to reply to everything you say. Suzi: *hangs up in exasperation* a few seconds later, in msn..... ŦÏز Dudefella says: oh hang up then fine fig says: you obviously dont want to talk to me right now ŦÏز Dudefella says: well your PISSING ME OFF fig says: far be it from me to be a burden on your already lame gaming skillz ŦÏز Dudefella says: yeah, annoy me then insult me, good call ŦÏز Dudefella says: your so fucking nice to me ŦÏز Dudefella says: dont talk to me then WHATS THE FUCKING DEAL????? he wants me to listen to him clicking and swearing all night? Current Mood: grrrrrrrr (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, January 14th, 2006
6:15 pm	you know, stuff so long time no update, huh? i guess thats cos no-one actually reads this.... so anyway, am back in Japan, living in Nagoya and its raining. also, FREEZING. and by freezing i mean in the negative degrees. just finished my first week of uni, which seems easy enough, and its going to be holidays in like two and a half weeks, go figure. anyway, dont really have a lot of money as the first months rent was about $633, cos i had to pay the bond as well, so am preparing to starve :( anyways, will say more later Current Mood: lazy (Comment on this)
Sunday, October 16th, 2005
8:06 pm	next in the series... (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 11th, 2005
8:57 pm	yeah gripe #192: hot, limp, soggy lettuce is not tasty, as the japanese would have you believe also, i have begun work on my saucage series. please keep in mind this first image was created in about 20 minutes with a touchpad mouse on a laptop.... Current Mood: saucy (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 6th, 2005
7:06 pm	*gripe, gripe* gripe #47: japanese radish masquerading as potato (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 4th, 2005
9:25 pm	powder soup, limp cabbage and mushrooms, oh my! so. the time has come for my big whinge about japanese food. because it is teh crap. so. first bitch. what is with the soup? its like its not a meal without soup. and its not soup without mushrooms. or powder of some description. mmm, gluggy corn soup with flecks of rehydrated corn! second. its not a salad if all it has is 8 different kinds of mushrooms. third. cabbage should not be cooked. meat should. fourth. fish heads are not for eating. same goes for chicken bones. they are NOT a delicacy. fifth. seaweed is not a GOOD flavour. i get the feeling that japanese have been eating the same food for so long that they havent realised that now we have ovens and fridges they can actually cook and keep food, rather than trying to douse it in some sauce that has a stronger flavour than it. also, stop drowning everything in soup. no more. NO MORE. i'm not going into details. it makes me sick thinking about it. and they think i'm weird for putting margarine on bread.... (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, September 26th, 2005
8:25 pm	wheee! quizfest! You Are a Mai Tai You aren't a big drinker, but you'll drink if the atmosphere is festive. And when you're drunk, watch out! You're easily carried away. What Mixed Drink Are You? You're a Playful Kisser Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and play You're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a party Or you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dare And you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right! What Kind of Kisser Are You? Your Personality Profile You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle. You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs. For you, comfort and calm are very important. You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection. You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong. The World's Shortest Personality Test Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm" You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone... Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-) You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear. Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing. The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person. Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life. You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face. Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life* What Kind of Seducer Are You? (1 Comment |Comment on this)
8:16 pm	You Are 18 Years Old Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. What Age Do You Act? (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 25th, 2005
1:28 am	what the fuck all this shits in japanese.... man im fucked up dont even know what i was drinking.... something thats like bourbon but made from sugar so maybe its more like rum.... i dont know but it was free and all free booze is good booze... man, i'll get on and update when i'm less out of it Current Mood: fucked up on bad jap booze (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 21st, 2005
9:53 am	episode 3 now some people seem to be under the impression from my comments that i didnt actually like ep 3. i did quite enjoy it and plan on seeing it more in the future. there were, however, some points about the movie that didnt ring quite true for me. if you havent seen it yet, there are spoilers below. dont say you werent warned. ok, so first of all: the way anakin turned to the dark side. yes, it was a valid point that made him turn, quite believable. however, it happened a little fast. it was like, "no, what have i done! this is wrong!"....."ok master, i'm ready to kill little children for you." it took him like 3 seconds to do a complete 180. i think he should have had a more gradual change. and the fact that he was doing it all for padme and then tried to kill her.... bit dodgy. second point: the wookiees. we saw them for like 3 minutes out of the whole movie, and the whole thing seemed like some sham to point out that chewie knew yoda. which was pointless to the plot anyway. and the way yoda said "goodbye...CHEWBACCA" just made me want to roll my eyes. third: where's boba fett? isn't he supposed to be running around disintegrating jedi? fourth: whats with everyone losing their limbs? theres only like 2 people in the whole movie who dont lose arms/legs and or die. fifth: somehow in the 16 years artoo is on the tantive iv, he suddenly becomes less fast/cool. sixth: slow motion NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO's. enough said. oh yeah, and so predictable. another scene where you get to see hayden christensens nipples. for no good reason. anyway, pretty fucking good. (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 12th, 2005
10:23 am	grinspoon so i saw grinspoon last night. FUCKING AWESOME. me and shannon were right up the front against the barrier in the middle, and you know, i expected to be pushed, crushed, possibly trampled and get my arse pinched. what i didnt expect was some totally festy guy with a beard coming up behind me, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my shoulder. EWWWWW. it was so gross. naturally he stopped when i elbowed him in the face. but still, his arm kept creeping up and trying to grope my tits, so this totally awesome guy beside me kept shoving him back for me. but man, that guy with the beard, so fucking disgusting. it was so gross. but aside from that, grinspoon was so fucking awesome. and when they finished playing, the guitarist threw his pick into the crowd, and it hit the guy next to me and fell in front of the barrier. and we were like "GET THE PICK! GET THE FUCKING PICK!!!!" to the security guard, and the fucking cunt picked it up, laughed at us and threw it way back into the crowd. arsehole. but yeah, all in all, a good night. Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: grinspoon - more than you are (Comment on this)