If you came here to cut the fucking grass then Don't Fucking Bother.
I can do it my fucking Self; thanks anyway.
You can take whatever plants you fucking want.
I don't need another fucking Judge.
A Friendship Is a relationship...
It's up to You if you want mine anymore; Or not.
Fuck it must be nice to Think you are perfect...
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Letter For T...
Hey T
No pictures have I seen...(very Yoda of me to say so) so please resend them if at all opssible. (I'm going to leave that little typo, haha, too pissed to press backspace).
Hanging out means he's very comfortable being around you; just, "chilling" you know? He likes your company and likes to be with you. It's a good sign at least! I thought it was a saying everyone used; so it must be an Aussie slogan if you haven't heard it often. Anyway; although absence makes the heart grow fonder; I know you and know you'll be sweating on his return, but do me a favour Girly, and make sure you enjoy the festive season and New Year's in the typical T fashion; because I reckon this one will be back. He's an Aussie and therefore has taste!
My work party was fun; we went on a dinner cruise around Newcastle harbour for about three hours but I'd been on the piss already for most of the day with Sally; she's 24 and doesn't ever drink so I drank for both of us; I think I even made her laugh a few times!; I also tried my very first oyster (very lemoned up but I actually had three in the end...Taz was very impressed when I told him.) My friend LW lost a shoe overboard and so chucked the other one in after it. Our maintenance guy Robbie (our House-Elf) was maggoty and singing Suspicious Minds; he does a great Elvis. The food was great; we all(25 0f us) got $50 in a card (this was from the $1000 that I found in a bar-fridge and Stoopidly handed in, the Boss decided to split it between Everyone, even the kitchen staff who have nothing to do with the housekeeping department; oh well, I've learned if I ever find a large sum of money again I'm going to stick it in the bible in the bedside table; nobody ever reads, it'd be safe there!) Anyway; everybody had a great night out; thanks to me!
I stayed at the hotel where I work for the night as my mate LB got a room for being Employee of the Month (there are 3 L's at work; the other is my boss LR); then we all had room service for breakfast (and we got charged extra even though I carried it all up myself; bloody Brett who owns the restaurant is a Wanker!) Even Robbie crashed in our room( we took funny pictures of the four of us (me, Sally, LB and Rob) in the spa and in bed); he tried to go out to King Street with the young girls who work in the restaurant but couldn't get in and they left him; so our General Manager picked him up and drove him back to the hotel.
Today I was fragged even though I didn't drink much more than usual; we all worked but then I still had to go to my secret second night job (cleaning offices at PH) and when I got home Taz was snoring on the lounge. Just another day!
It's late so I'll go; but don't forget to send those pics; I want to see The New Guy!
Love ya honey
rn_buffoon xx
No pictures have I seen...(very Yoda of me to say so) so please resend them if at all opssible. (I'm going to leave that little typo, haha, too pissed to press backspace).
Hanging out means he's very comfortable being around you; just, "chilling" you know? He likes your company and likes to be with you. It's a good sign at least! I thought it was a saying everyone used; so it must be an Aussie slogan if you haven't heard it often. Anyway; although absence makes the heart grow fonder; I know you and know you'll be sweating on his return, but do me a favour Girly, and make sure you enjoy the festive season and New Year's in the typical T fashion; because I reckon this one will be back. He's an Aussie and therefore has taste!
My work party was fun; we went on a dinner cruise around Newcastle harbour for about three hours but I'd been on the piss already for most of the day with Sally; she's 24 and doesn't ever drink so I drank for both of us; I think I even made her laugh a few times!; I also tried my very first oyster (very lemoned up but I actually had three in the end...Taz was very impressed when I told him.) My friend LW lost a shoe overboard and so chucked the other one in after it. Our maintenance guy Robbie (our House-Elf) was maggoty and singing Suspicious Minds; he does a great Elvis. The food was great; we all(25 0f us) got $50 in a card (this was from the $1000 that I found in a bar-fridge and Stoopidly handed in, the Boss decided to split it between Everyone, even the kitchen staff who have nothing to do with the housekeeping department; oh well, I've learned if I ever find a large sum of money again I'm going to stick it in the bible in the bedside table; nobody ever reads, it'd be safe there!) Anyway; everybody had a great night out; thanks to me!
I stayed at the hotel where I work for the night as my mate LB got a room for being Employee of the Month (there are 3 L's at work; the other is my boss LR); then we all had room service for breakfast (and we got charged extra even though I carried it all up myself; bloody Brett who owns the restaurant is a Wanker!) Even Robbie crashed in our room( we took funny pictures of the four of us (me, Sally, LB and Rob) in the spa and in bed); he tried to go out to King Street with the young girls who work in the restaurant but couldn't get in and they left him; so our General Manager picked him up and drove him back to the hotel.
Today I was fragged even though I didn't drink much more than usual; we all worked but then I still had to go to my secret second night job (cleaning offices at PH) and when I got home Taz was snoring on the lounge. Just another day!
It's late so I'll go; but don't forget to send those pics; I want to see The New Guy!
Love ya honey
rn_buffoon xx
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Christian-Insanity...
Last night I rang...
Apparently, allegedly and very often unsuccessfully, fifty two times to Get Though to Taz.
Imagine that; fifty-two times...
According to Taz, even though the year now is 2009 , and only now is it 2009 because it is almost 2010 years since the benefactor of the Christian religion (JC himself) was born; this is a non-event. To Myself at least. And yet it happened. Just as there was the historical figure of Queen Cleopatra. Or Plato. I know he was born; not in a stable; surrounded by lambs or the three wise men, but in the poor village of Bethlehem, shrouded in blood and after-birth like every other Cunt who had to go through it without drugs or anesthehtics, and who later was applauded by the religious fanatics of Nazareth(his Apostles); he was a child of impoverishment who came to be known as the Son of god.
Nowadays, especially when the human population have become so scientifically aware, he would be known as a religious Crank. And that is as it should be. Relegated to the ranks of such others as David Koresh and those who claim to be the Son Of god.
Joseph and Mary had an illegitimate child; theory says she was raped by a Roman soldier and Joseph saved her from being stoned to death, such was the penalty for an unwedded woman and supposed virgin. Kudos to Joseph. What a guy. Chivalry today really is Dead. When it happened to me; I was told I was slut. Even by my child's father. They would have stoned me. Dead. For fucking sure.
I agree. About Christinaty. It's an non-event. The beginning of a cult that wouldn't/hasn't/won't go away, even though the Leader-Guy of the cult died just over two millennium ago.
And that's when it, Christian-Insanity should have ended, too.
According to Me.
According to Taz; Jesus was a Myth.
He wasn't a god. He merely believed he was the incarnate Son of some god.
He is, and was, a historical figure who Got It Wrong about god, a Cult leader who didn't die even though he was crucified for his influential yet unsubstantiated beliefs. Yes:BELIEFS. That's all they were were. Nothing substantiated. Nothing proved.
I don't believe in god but Jesus existed. He wasn't a Myth.
He was real...
And so was Julius. And Cleopatra.And Shakespeare.
The rest my friend; is History.
Herstory.
Apparently, allegedly and very often unsuccessfully, fifty two times to Get Though to Taz.
Imagine that; fifty-two times...
According to Taz, even though the year now is 2009 , and only now is it 2009 because it is almost 2010 years since the benefactor of the Christian religion (JC himself) was born; this is a non-event. To Myself at least. And yet it happened. Just as there was the historical figure of Queen Cleopatra. Or Plato. I know he was born; not in a stable; surrounded by lambs or the three wise men, but in the poor village of Bethlehem, shrouded in blood and after-birth like every other Cunt who had to go through it without drugs or anesthehtics, and who later was applauded by the religious fanatics of Nazareth(his Apostles); he was a child of impoverishment who came to be known as the Son of god.
Nowadays, especially when the human population have become so scientifically aware, he would be known as a religious Crank. And that is as it should be. Relegated to the ranks of such others as David Koresh and those who claim to be the Son Of god.
Joseph and Mary had an illegitimate child; theory says she was raped by a Roman soldier and Joseph saved her from being stoned to death, such was the penalty for an unwedded woman and supposed virgin. Kudos to Joseph. What a guy. Chivalry today really is Dead. When it happened to me; I was told I was slut. Even by my child's father. They would have stoned me. Dead. For fucking sure.
I agree. About Christinaty. It's an non-event. The beginning of a cult that wouldn't/hasn't/won't go away, even though the Leader-Guy of the cult died just over two millennium ago.
And that's when it, Christian-Insanity should have ended, too.
According to Me.
According to Taz; Jesus was a Myth.
He wasn't a god. He merely believed he was the incarnate Son of some god.
He is, and was, a historical figure who Got It Wrong about god, a Cult leader who didn't die even though he was crucified for his influential yet unsubstantiated beliefs. Yes:BELIEFS. That's all they were were. Nothing substantiated. Nothing proved.
I don't believe in god but Jesus existed. He wasn't a Myth.
He was real...
And so was Julius. And Cleopatra.And Shakespeare.
The rest my friend; is History.
Herstory.
Inquisitiveness...
Where is he from?
What school did he go to?
Does he still live here?
Are you coming to visit?
When is the wedding?
How is the sex?
Are you in Lurve?
Lust?
Can I be the Unofficial Auntie of any prodigy?
Are we related now if I'm the unofficial auntie of your children?
Does he know of Ned Kelly?
Does he know I am related to the Judge who sentenced Ned Kelly to death?
What AFL team does he barrack (Obama) for?
Does he like meat Pies?
Does he know who Eddie McQuire is?
Or Rove?
Does he know what a Roving Ruck is?
Is he a New South Welshman?
Does he go for The Blues or the Maroons?
I hope he's not a Queenslander slash Cane-toad.
That would suck proverbial arse.
Or else there will be trouble and strife.
Call him Cobber.
Or Digger.
Or Mate.
Just don't call him late for breakfast.
Lunch or Tea.
PS Does he wear boardies or budgie-smugglers?
PPS Only a True Aussie will know the answer to the final question! Make sure you ask him.
What school did he go to?
Does he still live here?
Are you coming to visit?
When is the wedding?
How is the sex?
Are you in Lurve?
Lust?
Can I be the Unofficial Auntie of any prodigy?
Are we related now if I'm the unofficial auntie of your children?
Does he know of Ned Kelly?
Does he know I am related to the Judge who sentenced Ned Kelly to death?
What AFL team does he barrack (Obama) for?
Does he like meat Pies?
Does he know who Eddie McQuire is?
Or Rove?
Does he know what a Roving Ruck is?
Is he a New South Welshman?
Does he go for The Blues or the Maroons?
I hope he's not a Queenslander slash Cane-toad.
That would suck proverbial arse.
Or else there will be trouble and strife.
Call him Cobber.
Or Digger.
Or Mate.
Just don't call him late for breakfast.
Lunch or Tea.
PS Does he wear boardies or budgie-smugglers?
PPS Only a True Aussie will know the answer to the final question! Make sure you ask him.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Epiphany...
*Two decks of used cards; roughly thumbed.
*A packet of Carrot seeds ; half grown.
*A three quarter jar full of Moccona coffee.
*One dollar thirty for a newspaper ( wrapped in an Evil note.)
*A block of Old Gold dark chocolate.
*5 (count them) Magic Beanstalk seeds.
Yet; I have Nothing he wants.
He's gone home and won't answer his telephony.
So...
Here's My Epiphany...
Back to Square One.
True.
*A packet of Carrot seeds ; half grown.
*A three quarter jar full of Moccona coffee.
*One dollar thirty for a newspaper ( wrapped in an Evil note.)
*A block of Old Gold dark chocolate.
*5 (count them) Magic Beanstalk seeds.
Yet; I have Nothing he wants.
He's gone home and won't answer his telephony.
So...
Here's My Epiphany...
Back to Square One.
True.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Already Gone...
Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high
It never would've worked out right
We were never meant for do or die
I didn't want us to burn out
I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop
I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you want to cry
Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in
Perfect couldn't keep this love alive
You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go
I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on so I'm already gone
Already gone, already gone, already gone
Already gone, already gone, already gone, yeah
Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on so I'm already gone
Already Gone
As Sung by Kelly Clarkson 2009
Now all our memories they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high
It never would've worked out right
We were never meant for do or die
I didn't want us to burn out
I didn't come here to hold you, now I can't stop
I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you want to cry
Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in
Perfect couldn't keep this love alive
You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go
I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on so I'm already gone
Already gone, already gone, already gone
Already gone, already gone, already gone, yeah
Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone
I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on so I'm already gone
Already Gone
As Sung by Kelly Clarkson 2009
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