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So it was V-Day yesterday.  The day of lurrrrve.

We had a pretty quiet one.  It’s a bit sad, we’ve been together for 3 years and 9 months and when it comes to these events we’re already getting to the stage where the conversation goes something like this: “So, what d’ya want for Valentine’s Day?” “Dunno, what d’you want?” “Dunno”.  And its not just V-Day which gets this treatment.  Anniversaries and Christmas are already fast going this way.

I bought Mr Vexation a frame and printed a photo of the two of us, because he was complaining he doesn’t have any pics of us up in his house.  He bought me X-Lotto tickets and booked a hot air balloon ride for the weekend after my graduation (I paid for it last year, as a voucher for our anniversary).  We still have to book accommodation for the night before because we have to be at the launch site for the balloon an hour before sunrise.  Which is some obscene time like 5:30am.  Given the time it takes to get from home to the launch site, I calculate that to get there on time, I would have to roll out of bed at about 3:30am – and in that case, why even bother going to bed at all!?

We took a trip down to Semaphore and went for a swim.  Well, kinda.  It was more splashing and kidding around in water that barely got above our waists, thanks to low tide.  You know, and taking advantage of the buoyancy (is that spelled anywhere near right?) to pretend that he was ‘rescuing’ me <Insert joke about my weight here – lol> and other silly behaviour.  Then we drove down to Largs Bay and had fish and chips for dinner.  After that, we made our way back home and watched last week’s Desperate Housewives that we hadn’t watched yet, and the final two episodes of Rome.

We didn’t win X-Lotto; the machine that printed the tickets was obviously malfunctioning.  Perhaps we should try and get a refund?

I hope everybody had a great V-Day, whether in a relationship and celebrating, out of a relationship and having anti-V-Day gatherings with other singletons, or even if you treat it as just another day.

I also thought it was timely for another La Spaghetti update:

La Spag, 12-Feb-09

La Spag, 12-Feb-09

Not a lot has changed.  We have the semblance of a mouth and chin, and beginning to work up to the other eye (which is on the other page of the pattern, so you can’t see it – do not adjust your monitor)

It’s still stinking hot.  We’ve had a slight drop in temperature, we’re now below 38C.  But don’t worry, by Friday we’ll be back up to 40C.  There is light at the end of the tunnel though, they’re predicting that by Saturday it will be 35C, and by Sunday it will be back to a lovely and cool 25C.  Strange how I could have missed that sort of lovely temperature.

So after 13 days over 35C, it will all come to an end on Saturday.  Thank crap.

Unless they… lied.  Dun dun DUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!!!

Remember how I said it hit 41.2C yesterday?  Scratch that.  It hit 45.7C, our third hottest day ever, and the hottest day in 70 years.  It didn’t even get below 34C last night.  I am a grumpy girl.

Now they’re saying the heatwave (temperatures over 35C will continue at least – at least – until next Wednesday.  They don’t know that it will end then, but that’s as far as ‘they’ at the BOM are willing to forecast.

It sucks.  I’m running out of light clothes to wear.

At least I’m inside, and the train managed to get me home last night, and it managed to get me into town this morning.  Hopefully I won’t turn into a puddle when I go out for lunch, or when I go home.

Edited to delete the stupid ad for Smiley Central because I accidentally clicked on their link.

Oh yes, it is.  We have our first heatwave of the year, people!

At 2pm today, it hit 41.8C.  That’s hot, Paris Hilton, not your weird wonky eye and broken neck pose.  42C tomorrow too, just to give me the irrits.  According to the BOM it will be something like this for the next few days:

Thursday      Dry. Very hot.                         Min 29    Max 41
Friday        Dry. Very hot.                                 Min 28    Max 41
Saturday      Dry. Mostly sunny.                     Min 25    Max 38
Sunday        Dry. Mostly sunny.                     Min 23    Max 37
Monday        Dry. Mostly sunny.                     Min 22    Max 35
Tuesday       Dry. Mostly sunny.                     Min 19    Max 33

So what does our glorious government suggest to help keep cool?  Turn your air conditioner off!  Oh yes, I’ll get right on that, as soon as Parliament House, and all those lovely government offices all do the same.

I’m currently freezing my little arse off here as the office air conditioning is on full blast, and then, just to make life interesting, the guy behind me must be going through menopause as there’s also a standing fan blowing on my back.  I actually was excited to go outside during my lunchbreak just so I could warm up!

On the plus side to this heat, I went to the beach last night for a walk.  It was Australia Day, and I forgot they had fireworks for Australia Day.  Bonus!

Bad side to Australia Day, some numb nut who incidentally, won an Australia Day award as Australian of the Year, wants to move Australia Day because his people (Aborigines) view 26 January as ‘Invasion Day’.  If he’s so anti-Australia Day, he should have refused the award.  Earth to crazy man, its old news now.  Dwelling in the past and persistent ‘victimhood’ is not going to improve Aboriginal peoples’ lot.  You don’t like what Australia is?  There’s a whole lot of other countries you can try your luck in.

How does Afghanistan sound to you?

Someone I knew online has passed away.  I never knew her personally, and I hadn’t heard a peep out of her for a while, so I’m a little vague on her sadly, but I still feel like I was kicked in the gut when I heard from another online person who reported her death.  Worse, she died in September.  And we never knew.

How can I expect to have known, being online and so far away?  And yet, we were part of a community.  We should have known.  My mind has circled around those thoughts for a while to no resolution.

A memorial video is here, if you’re interested.

Rest in Peace, Teak / Mystique / Deb.  Rest in Peace.

Gosh.  I finish uni and suddenly I seem to have even less time for blogging than before.  Oh didn’t I mention that?  I have finished university!  And there was much rejoicing.

 

I will graduate on April 1, 2009 with a Bachelor of Business (International Business).  Yes, April Fool’s Day.  I’m sure there will be much hilarity over that little date for a long time.  “Got a Bachelor in Funny Business, do you?” is what my dear old mum had to say about my graduation date.

 

So what does this mean I am qualified for?  Well, here’s the thing.  It qualifies you for everything and nothing all at the same time.  It sure sounds impressive – wow, International Business– but at the same time it’s a very generic degree, so its not really clear what job you can go into.  Say like a Bachelor in Accountancy is pretty clear; you go into an accounting job.  But International Business is pretty vague.  The main thrust of the degree has been about Economics, with a couple of Finance courses thrown in for fun.  I also did a few electives in International Studies, which has been something I’ve been interested in for a long time.  So if anybody is looking for someone with a degree in Economics with a fancy title, I’m over here!

 

The economics stuff was definitely interesting, although you wouldn’t think I found it so given that my grades for those courses were almost all lower than those I got for my electives.  However, this can be easily explained by the fact that most of my electives did not have exams, and the majors did.  Before exams, I would be sitting on grades equal to or even higher than my elective courses.  I take this as evidence that exams drag my grade down.

 

(On a side note, one of my friends who was studying education, and has also now finished, took a course where the main topic was all about how exams don’t help you learn.  There were studies and all sorts of fun stuff about it.  How was it assessed?  An exam.)

 

The finance stuff was not fun though, mainly because for both of the Finance courses we had a lecturer who was from India, and whose accent made understanding more than one word in three almost impossible.  The poor guy knew that people had trouble understanding him – heck it would have to have been obvious when people started walking out of lectures after only 10 minutes, and then not coming back at all through the semester, and he did try to slow down and make himself clearer.  Unfortunately he would get caught up in the moment and in the topic and before you knew it, we’d be right back at square one.

 

So… what else has been happening?  Ah, yes, my birthday.  Yup, that happened.  I ate and drank far too much, but over all it didn’t get me down as much as I was expecting it to.  We went out for dinner and drinks the night before at a Greek café/restaurant, and on my actual birthday we (well, ok, my dad) cooked up a lamb on the spit for family and family friends.  But I got up at the crack of dawn to help!  Surely that counts for something when I’d been out the night before!

 

We’ve (Mr Vexation and I) have also been trying to work out where we’re going and what we’re doing when it comes to his sister’s wedding next year.  Its on Hamilton Island and we don’t think it worthwhile to just go up one day, the wedding the next and come home the third day.  But then it comes down to do we go up earlier, do we stay later, it’s expensive to stay at Hamilton do we go back to the mainland, do we go on a little cruise type thing?  So many questions, and only a matter of months to get it all worked out and booked.

 

The gym adventure is continuing, although there’s almost an element of why am I bothering this close to Christmas?  I sometimes feel like I may as well wait until the New Year to get back into it properly, as there’s just food and drinks and gatherings and catch ups everywhere and every-when.

 

And I still haven’t gotten back into my cross-stitching.  I have two projects that I would love to start, but there’s a little problem in that I can’t seem to find the right fabric for either of them.  One project is of a tiger, the other a version of Da Vinci’s La Scapigliata (or La Spaghetti as I keep calling it because I can’t pronounce the real name).  The tiger project I want to put on black (61x56cm 28HPI evenweave or 14HPI aida), the Da Vinci on white or off-white (46x46cm 28HPI evenweave or 14HPI aida), but I can’t find any that’s big enough!  Pre-cut fabric seems to stop at 40x40cm, and I’m not patient enough to track down a customer service person to cut it for me, even in the event I have actually been able to find the right colour/fabric type/HPI (which I think has only happened once).  I’ve had a look around at some online stores but still can’t seem to find a way to order the larger one.  I also should probably stop trying the big generalised craft shops like Lincraft and Spotlight and try to track down smaller stores.  Trouble there is that I don’t really know where to look!  Gah!

 

So much going on, so little time.  If I fail to get back on here before Christmas, have a wonderful Christmas and New Year with your families.

My birthday, that is.

Here are my plans: 1) go out to dinner with some buddies the night before, then have some drinks.  Unfortunately, it can’t be as late or drunksy a night as I originally hoped because of plan number 2, which is to have a family do at home, complete with lamb on a spit!  Yes!  Mr Vexation has been hanging out for my dad to do a lamb on the spit and he’s had to wait 3 and a half years for it.  I’ve been hanging out for my dad to do another lamb on the spit since my 21st birthday, so I’ve been waiting longer.

Gotta love lamb.  Now the only dilemma I have is that as my dinner is being held at a Greek restaurant, do I resist the urge to eat their yummy lamb?

Oh my lord, how did this happen?  I’m not ready for December!  And it has nothing to do with my fear of turning 30 (only a few days away now!) or the impending Christmas feast.  Ok, there’s an element of that because I still haven’t figured out what to get my mother for Christmas.  The standard perfume or makeup mantra is getting old (well maybe not for her, but I’m definitely tired of it, especially seeing how her makeup always finds its way into the fridge in summer, blocking out room for the glorious FOOD which is meant to be in there).

Maybe I’d feel better if it were actually feeling like summer, with nice hot days, instead of barely warm enough to remove jackets.  One nice thing about summer is the longer days, so I can get home from work and still be able to SEE the scenery.  I love daylight savings.  I love evening trips to the beach.

In other news, Mr Vexation’s sister has decreed she WILL marry next year.  Trip to Hamilton Island coming up!  Woo!  Frighteningly though, she’s also decreed we are to kayak from Hamilton Island to some other island that apparently you can see from Hamilton, for her beach wedding.  Say what?!  I’m not fit enough for that!  I’m gonna drown… *wails*  What happened to her dream of marrying in the little chapel on Hamilton Island!  I loved that idea.  Oh well, it’s her day.

Off to the gym tonight for another episode in pain running.  Slowly, slowly, I’m working my way up in terms in how much time I actually spend running :)

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