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Valentine’s Day Rage

For like the first time since my hormone-fuelled teenage years (I think), Valentine’s Day tickles my rage receptors. I was driving home with my mother from Footscray after a review lunch, and as we swung past the corner of North Melbourne, mother pointed out a french restaurant.
It was Libertine, and I picked it out instantly [...]

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Aluminium Chefs

The lumpy pumpy frumpy dumpy Lizard is grumpy.
I just had a lovely lunch with my father today in the city, after an appointment in a rather tepid office – the A/C was on the blink – and the lunch was at Hako’s on Little Flinders.
I wish we had picked another place, maybe that dumpling place [...]

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Gastranthrope

I confess, I confess…
I have this curious habit that is of great gruesome delight for my circle of friends. Their bodies shudder and recoil but they cock their heads, eyebrows raising, wanting to hear more.
It’s not something that I normally flaunt, because those who do not know me well will take a step back, mutter [...]

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Neurally Mediated Hypotension, 100 Years Out Of Vogue

Okay, so a few of ya peeps know that I have a weird little quirk of sometimes staggering or fainting out of the blue, when I’m barely onto my third glass of poison or even a third sip, when the sky is blue and the birds are singing, or even sitting prettily in a classroom.
 
THUD.
 
One [...]

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Lambsgobar

Drug of the night: black chook sparkling Shiraz and honey vodka lalalalalala

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Rabbit Tuna!

On Saturday, the day before Fathers Day, I dragged myself out of my lovely bed and onto public transport for the hubbhub of Queen Victoria Market…
I brought a batch of vegetables and herbs from the organic produce section, next to the deli section, and brought some authentic polish kabana (mmmmmmmm delicious) and csabai salami, before [...]

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Cookie cookie cookie!!!

So I dragged myself home last night from work, and dumped my shopping on the kitchen bench.
Enter my mother.
She smiled at me, and we chattered away a bit about this and that, and it wasn’t until 10 minutes later that I realised something was wrong with her face – she was still smiling.
Um.
“How are you, [...]

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Late Update for 25th Birthday whooo (10/6/08)

Even though my birthday came and went a month ago, with my first tattoo and a bunch of heavenly cocktails, here’s the much-promised post (blame my general sloth-ness and internet outages).
Bon Appetit.
My first tattoo is a five five-pointed stars on my back, arranged so the topmost star rests above the fifth verebate (and now a [...]

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Say! A bite of fish!

I know I haven’t updated in yonks, despite the fact that I got a tattoo, I got another stripe on my aikido belt, it was my birthday, I had holidays (and didn’t go outside Melbourne! YAY!), worked till 2am on bridesmaid the night before best friend’s wedding and nearly fell asleep during the speech, was [...]

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Trousersnake… Not a reptile, EW!

On Saturday, i got MEGA-pissed as a result of downing a couple shots of jack daniels with Joe-wee and Bethany, and headed to the Marquis du Lorne in Fitzroy.
Joe and I recognised my father’s car as we hopped from the taxi; and we sped towards the Provincial Hotel – one of my father’s old favourite [...]

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