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He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
a joyful, food-full, memorable Christmas to all of you!
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[25 Dec 2005|12:03am] |
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ha - today Dad was mowing in the backyard, on his ride-on, and finished up unable to find his phone.
"perhaps it was that noise that I heard." he said, and I thought he was joking.
when I got back from orange and bread and cheese last minute christmas shopping this is what awaited me at the front door:
He found it - spread across about 20 feet of lawn, and there must still be chunks out there. namely - the SIM card! which, if we can find it, may well still be in 1 piece.
it's so hot here atm - and humid and still. I took soth (part dog, part bus shelter hobo) walking to the video shop to drop off some rentals and she needed 5 minutely wash downs from my water bottle on the way back and sprinted between shady spots where she would pass out. It was about 33C out at the time. A few hours later it hit core body temperature and I snuggled up in my fridge with frosty-fruits.
Apparently, I don't just burn to a crisp! *shows off burgeoning tan with pride*
I baked gingerbread cookies :) which have been mostly chomped now. The plan was a gingerbread mountain with gingerbread goats on the top of white peaks of icing, but the heat just conked me out. Next year!
the tradition goes back a few years now of architectural challenges in ginger. last year was phantom of the opera:
that was shortly after the vaulted ceiling cracked off and knocked phantom's head in two - requiring plastic surgery of extra icing and clandestine toothpicks.
that piano was a thing of beauty.
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[10 Dec 2005|06:09am] |
Cedric Diggory...
http://www.livejournal.com/users/roz_mcclure/626622.html
(brilliant, if you haven't already read)
Newell directing. "Now, remember, your motivation is that you're very very gay. See that treeful of parakeets over there?"
Robert: "The ones huffing the nitrous oxide?"
Newell: "Yes. You're gayer than that."
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[08 Dec 2005|11:31am] |
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"tannest mutant, baby.
... and it comes in a bottle!"
ahh. I love Scrubs. :)
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[05 Dec 2005|06:24pm] |
ahh, ninemsn. I see you're going with another controversial, hardhitting, divisive poll for your readers (i.e. those trapped by their ISPs to be logged out of hotmail onto your page):
"Should anyone suspected of war crimes be given temporary Australian visas?"
oh.. well... on the one hand - they probably shouldn't; but on the other - I must be a flaming jackass.
*votes yes*
and there's 3471 other readers as irritated by the inanity of the 'poll' as I am. :) *hugs*
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[04 Dec 2005|11:05pm] |
ooh - and I got a pasticceria ciccolata (or however spelt) for dessert. *drools*
short bread husk surrounding a chocolate-custard interior.
num num maaaanummm.
*cradles doggy bag lovingly* once i digest more dinner, you will be mine once more.
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[04 Dec 2005|10:40pm] |
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I've just been catching up with my Best FriendTM - the lovely girl who i see maybe twice a year at the moment - the problem with living in different cities. (Hee - people never actually change, I am affirmed of every time I see she's the exact same grade 4er I met) and she's agreed to go to PERU next year! whoo! we'll trek to the awesome ruins and swap anti-diarrhoeal pills and nurse eachother through cholera and clutch our lonely planets in desperation as we barter for food.
This also means I'll actually have to follow through and plan this. but on the bright side I am assured of having a safety friend when i go over and meet up to travel with my other friend S and her boyfriend G (who is actually a male version of me - in a flattering but disconcerting twist) - so as to avoid the dreaded 3rd wheel phenom.
I don't know what it is when I'm with those 2 only - there doesn't seem to be a way of us having a 3 person conversation - it's always a 2 person and 1 person audience. The 2 people having the conversation varies so we all have a turn, it's just that we don't work in triconversationality at all.
.... PERU! *huzzah*
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[04 Dec 2005|04:29pm] |
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well now I want to take the mano-a-scorpion nakey sex picture below, trim the bottom of its AIDS banner, add some mutton chops and post it to wolverinerogue list as "X3 spoiler - new love interest for Logan".
must. resist. urge.
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[04 Dec 2005|03:33pm] |
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all i want for Christmas...
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[04 Dec 2005|11:27am] |
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exams: 1 down, 3 to go. first one seemed to go well, though a bit rushed at times. it was stations with actors roleplaying patients and doctors asking questions (so many many questions.) I froze in one station after I'd asked all the questions I needed to to work out that the woman's child was severely developmentally delayed... (as the instructions were to find out about that) and the examiner smiled at me and said, "don't worry - time's almost up."
It's a little frustrating that we get tested on memory what any real paediatrician would be able to look up - i.e. refer to the great big Denver II developmental checklist. We students think an accurate examination of how good we'd be would include letting us carry our oxford clinical handbook, mims drug guide *and* the ability to phone a friend. :)
so I'm studying now... kind of... and fighting back urge to go see Domino (only came out here on thurs). tomorrow's exam is written - which I love much more than being put in a room, told to perform and judged like a poodle.
my friend sent me these pics of a French AIDS campaign:
effective..?
...or clever way of introducing arachnid porn to the masses?
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[30 Nov 2005|07:37pm] |
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with 3 days of revision lectures and a 3 hour break today i scooted home for nappage... only to have a bagpipe player in the alley under my window.
what the hell is a bagpipe doing in my alley? it's not even a regulation school instrument, or a money-raking busking device.. well, the alley's a deadend for busking anyway as the large garbage bins harbour only unpaying fans.
considered leaning out the window, "Oy! It's 2pm - people are trying to sleep!"
but then I thought... if I were a wee bonny bagpiper.. on a such a pretty day... in such a dank alley.. I may not respond appreciatively to that. So I closed my eyes and wedged socks around the window frame and thought of the green green hills of the motherland.
now i am back from paediatric dermatology, and a fluids lecture from a man who J and I worked out was a mix of scottish, australian and apparently watches Africaan movies some weekends. study time. *sad sigh*
mmm... 'common people' *scootches up volume*
now for a succulent dinner of leftover avocado and fresh corn chips. nacho flavour!
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[26 Nov 2005|09:03pm] |
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urgh, I'm watching Anacondas 2... again...
but in my defense:
if only 'Spartan' could come on... then I could pretend it wasn't entirely lust-inspired viewing.
*squishies Johnnymuse*
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[26 Nov 2005|08:09pm] |
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hee! my guitar teacher has a band! that has an online site
*has been googling*
i've been taking group guitar lessons with an unnaturally perky teacher who reminds me greatly of watching Playschool - but this may be compounded by the childlike feeling that comes from being the only person under 30 in the room.
also - it seems - i'm the only one who practices. : ( we were going to learn Wish You Were Here riffs and took 15mins on the C major scale instead. but he's into teaching us how to teach ourselves -- as though I haven't had enough of that in the new medicine course structure.
every now and then he gets bored and does impressive, showy and utterly-out-of-our-'advanced beginners class'-reach and we applaud dryly with our eyes, and simmer in envy. hehe - he's been on Neighbours! oh, googling randomnly seems to have paid off for once.
 <-- abnormally happy man.
mmm, geoffrey rush is onscreen talking slowly. it's got an ozzy-osbourne lilt to it. and i thought that was part of his peter sellers' impression... but it may be early stages of neurodegenerative disease.
hey - he's in pirates 2! huh... thought his having died in the first one would put a damper on that.
gah. slap me. must study.
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[26 Nov 2005|09:53am] |
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I have wiped the dust from my feet and left the quaint country town of conscription for the past year and a half. No more lack of public transport and walking 40 mins to the hospital when no one can drive you in. No more caving to the whim of an admin based 3 1/2 hours away - who can take a month and a half getting back to you on your urgent request and give you 4 days to get back to them when they decide to change where you're spending the entire next year. No more spending 24 hours a day with the same 5 people until you feel a swell of irrational, visceral disgust at how incredibly boring [___] can be. And access to a CD store that might actually have Bright Eyes, let alone Bowie.
N'er to return to medical bootcamp that was student life for all that time.
*cries with joy*
sweet sweet city... *hugs a skyscraper*
...now... let us never speak of this again.
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[23 Nov 2005|11:25pm] |
I should not watch 'House'.
It only makes me laugh in the bad way.
I can't even enjoy his sarc like I can Dr Cox's - for inability to see past gross incompetence and noncaring of dramatic side-stories. :(
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[23 Nov 2005|07:17pm] |
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I thought they were seeded grapes... but no seeds! *is happy*
just me, or who does that look like to you? --->
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[23 Nov 2005|06:37pm] |
*stretch* just spent an hour btw a woman's legs and now feeling awfully hungry. that's also the exact place D managed to faint 3 weeks back - but thankfully not *into* the sterile field.
good day overall - much time spent chatting with meh Dean, got some Christmas wrapping, gynae clinic more interesting than expected, and then the emergency surgery this afternoon where I was official uterus-positioner!
*toddles off to find snack*
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today is... paediatric surg day.
going to revise intussusception, appendicitis and inguinal hernias... before I have to trot to gynae clinic this afternoon.
i only have to endure obs/gynae for another 3 days!
*is happy*
if i have to go to one more antenatal clinic, I will start illustrating my 'a monkey could do this' mantra by hiring a costume, studying Planet of the Apes and performing symphiso-fundal heights crying "OOooo,ooooo, eeee, EEE!" and stopping halfway to beat my chest and eat a banana.
i was so desperate to not be doing gynae yesterday that when a baby came along with the woman in clinic i started testing its 2 month development milestones (very cute smiler, btw. not great fix and follow.) and asked the gynaecologist, "when's erythema toxicum disappear by?" to which he blankly shrugged and, mentally, I could see him pointing to his certificates of obstetrics on the wall and saying, "This means I no longer have to care what happens after it comes *out* of the woman!"
too many girl parts. :(
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[21 Nov 2005|05:04pm] |
mmph.
have just ordered The Fountain graphic novel... after feeling *covetcovetcovet* urge on reading Lady T has it. I skulked through the aisles of minotaur (local cult-geek emporium) this morning with no success... although with strong urge to buy a corpse bride figurine... but then - I haven't even found a place for Wolvie and the Nazgul yet.
i really should've just asked the counter guy... but I didn't. tsk. felt a mannish sort of "if it's a properly laid out store, there need be no customer-employee interaction, dammit!"
my crestfallen stare at the 'media' section - full only of batman and spiderman and sin city novels clearly wasn't enough.
did get a book out of the hike though - Sheri Tepper's Plague of Angels.
and I really like the word 'illicit'... hee... illlll-isss-sit.
urgh. liquid sherbet and taurine is now starting to exhibit an effect.
*clutches at her diaphragm*
... that being the one under my lungs, not a contraceptive device.
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