January's Funniest Porn Titles - Results

I've given up hope on waiting for February's catalogue. I will get round to calling the catalogue people soon to inform them of my change of address. For now, January's results...

Here's the titles to refresh your mind. Three whole votes! WoOt!

Desci says, " 'Anal Dancing' for the vaguely romantic feel."
Randomgit says, " London Cunt Hunt for it's sense of adventure, purpose and masculine determination."
and Naridu says, " I vote 'Kissing and Pissing under the counter' - oh how unhygienic."

Technically a three way tie, but I'm gonna declare 'London Cunt Hunt' the winner, it just grabs me in a special kind of way. Thanks to all for voting.

Stay tuned for further funniest porn titles.

Home again

After less than a month in Queensland I'm heading home for the weekend (Feb 23 - 26).

Flippy's letting me have a birthday party at her house. So, I'll be able to catch up with everyone and celebrate turning 23 with them. (If you think you should've received the deets and haven't let me know)

Hopefully, Adam's gonna stay over at Gran and Pop's with me on Friday night, so I'll be able to spend some time with him. Then, there's the obligatory family lunch. *cringe* It's gonna be a spanner in the works that I'll want to do the lunch on Saturday instead of Sunday. That'll be messing with the system and really throw Gran and Pop out. The alternative is having a hungover, non-functioning, anti-social Jey at lunch - not that I can tell them that.

I think it'll be more sad leaving Canberra this time. More of the permanency of the move would have sunk in.

Bit afraid the house will fall down around Andy while I'm not here. Self-important much? I think I'm particularly worried about coming home to a very untidy house - I'll be tired and will have to head into uni then next day, so that'll be the last thing I'll want to deal with. The universe (probably) won't end, try and focus on the fun and soak up my friends and family.

"Well if you're not going to talk to me I'm going to talk to my orange" - Adam (my 14-year-old brother).

Confession

I am responsible for the geckoslaughter of a little baby gecko. I discovered it this morning dead in a puddle of Ant Rid. A truly awful discovery.

It was very, very young. Much smaller than the one I photographed. It was probably about 10 cm long in total.

I dug a small hole in the yard and placed it in there. I created a little grave site.

Probably a bit tacky but I feel very sad and responsible.

I’m now investigating natural ant deterrents, seems like peppermint oil or baby powder is the go. Can anyone vouch for their effectiveness or recommend something else?

Farewell little gecko.

You have no mail

I'm becoming quite concerned. We've received very little mail since moving in. Perhaps my mail redirection isn't working and Andy's parents are waiting until he has a few letters and will post them up together? Although his parents were going to send some small parts for his desk up over a week ago. We're yet to receive this.
Maybe there's some kind of protocol you have to give the new postie some choccies or something, before he will deliver your mail? Anyone care to fill me in?
I'd also like the porn catalogue so I can announce the result of January's funniest titles and get onto February's. I should have received that ages ago.
I think I'm going to have to call up some ppl or something. I hate phone calls.

Last (week)day of freedom today. My PhD starts on Monday. Feeling a bit, hmm, emotional, I guess. The uni seems pretty cool and I like my research supervisor. Met some members of the queer and left action collectives. So it won't be so much like the traumatising first day of school, I know the area, some staff and some students. Have successfully negotiated the public transport system a few times now. I may have, however, got nicked by a speed camera on the way home from the trainstation. Stupid pale brown police 4WD, you can't bloody see the things!

Went for quite a ride around my suburb the other day. Got a little misplaced but found my way home. There's another small lake thingy and heaps of green land. The suburb is huuuuge. Lots of people have cows, horses, sheep and geese, too. I think a duck would be a cool pet except I'm scared of them.

Doing alright with the cohabitation. There's one pile of crap that Andy is just not addressing. I've moved it from the dining table and if it continues to grow, I shall put it in a cupboard so I don't have to see it. The other things that are bothering me are small things, so hopefully I can overcome my obsessiveness.

We have broadband! I caught up on downloading my podcasts last night. They download in like five seconds! Now, I just have to get round to listening to them.
Now I watch the silly things people post from the intertubes too.

We're going to the beach tomorrow. I loves the beach!!!!

Oooh btw, today Andy and I have been together for two years! Hooray!
A few friends inquired if we were going to get married when they heard we were moving to QLD and in together. I was slightly surprised by their old-school minds, a bit of a dated assumption, I think.

I should go now. Call people and find out about our mail maybe? Darn people.


"Well if you're not going to talk to me I'm going to talk to my orange" - Adam (my 14-year-old brother).

Piccies!

As promised here are some piccies of the house and local area. I don't know how to do one of those 'more' links making it optional to view the whole post, otherwise I would. BTW I am a shit photographer. Deal.

Here is one of the baby geckos that live in our house.

Andy’s friend, Nick, heard them communicating on the first night. They kinda chirp. I think there’s two parents, one larger baby and this is the smaller baby. They're supposed to eat bugs and stuff so we're happy to leave 'em be.


This is an example of the crazy patriotism in this neck of the woods. Our neighbour’s not one, but two, Australia flags flying on their front lawn

The other neighbour’s children were running around draped in Australian flags, screaming ‘Aussie, Aussie, Aussie, Oi, Oi, Oi!’ last Friday. I don’t think they quite knew what they were Aussie-ing nor Oi-ing. A further example of this 'crazy patriotism' is this (re-typed by me - bad editing not my fault) letter to the editor, From one of the free local papers:

'Stand on Crime

"What can we do about the crimes committed in Logan". Well there a few things tat can be done.
1. If the offender is not a citizen send them back from where they came from.
2. If they are a naturalised citizen remove their citizenship and put them on 12 months' probation - if they offend again deport them. [Oh, there's sooooo many commas missing in this darn thing!!!]
3. If they are born Australians then put them into the army for three years.
I blame the courts for most of our problems with crime.'

I have chosen not the republish the local redneck's name. Letter originally published in the Albert Logan News Wed Jan 31 2007, p. 9.
So there you have it kiddies, the troooly Orstrayan solution!

Moving right along...

This is Brodie’s Meal Makers, a takeaway store at Waterford Plaza. I’ve never seen one of these before.

They have chips, fish, burgers and chicken. Nothing particularly exciting. I'm fascinated by the over-excited loaf of bread though.

This is a 7 Eleven.

Yes, I’ve seen them before, we don’t have them in Canberra though, so it’s still a bit of a novelty. This one is a petrol station too!

These are painted electrical posts.

I think this one (above) looks like little green sperm. I think they are supposed to be leaves.

Those from Canberra would be familiar with the painted electrical boxes. The artists were decided through a competition. I don’t know if the painted light posts here were decided through a similar means. I could call the council and ask, but that would involve calling someone.

These are pretty purple flowers in our front yard.

These are palm trees in our front yard.

This is Tygum Lagoon, in our suburb.



Above three photos by Andy.


I was most disenchanted when we got there. By 'lagoon' I imagined crystal blue water. Hurrumph! Andy said, "Why don't they just call it a lake?" To crush all my hopes and dreams, that's why!

Some QUT Garden's Point and Kelvin Grove campus photos coming soon.

Haven't received the hardware for the broadband yet. *grrr*


"Well if you're not going to talk to me I'm going to talk to my orange" - Adam (my 14-year-old brother).

Jey in Queensland – brought to from Boganshire

[I wrote this post yesterday arvo, haven't been able to get online.]

I’ve been here for a week now, I think it’s still all sinking in.

Feeling bloody crook, I don’t want to get sick!

The house is coming together quite well. Andy still needs to find a place for a few bits and bobs and complete his office and the garage, but I’ve pretty much done most of what I have to. I need to finish the bar though. Shouldn’t take longer than an hour. I cleaned for 3 hours yesterday. It was horrid. Once I start getting paid, I’m going to be paying to get the place cleaned regularly, so shouldn’t have to deal with that again.

I managed to avoid most of the heavy lifting involved in packing and unpacking. Thanks to those who helped!

Julia has returned to Canberra. I look forward to seeing her when I’m down at the end of Feb.

Next Monday I am going into the city and to QUT to meet my supervisor and the post-graduate convener. I’m catching the same train as Andy so hopefully it won’t end in tears. The Brisbane public transport is very very useful so I’ve got various options, all noted, and I’ve photocopied lots of maps. Hopefully, the adventure doesn’t end in tears.

I’ve got some piccies to share but I’ll post them up separately. There’s a few more I wanna take.

We are near Marsden State High School, they have the most awful school uniforms in the world. They are brown, brown and brown. I’d post piccies of that but I don’t want to go around photographing high school children.

I can see the McDonald’s M from my shower at night, this bother me. KFC is really nearby and sometimes the smell wafts in. This is rather torturous as I can’t eat KFC. The closest servo was held up twice this month, both times the perps got away with nothing. Still kinda creepy. The library is nice, has cheap photocopying, but smells funny. I think it’s a new building.

I’ve lived on Northbourne Avenue but this place, and my last place, are much noisier. I prefer the noise of constant traffic to birds, lotsa birds. Here, there’s birds and traffic. Should get used to it soon though.

The house has some annoying oddities. There are light switches in bizarre places. Everyone time I walk into my office I reach to the right to turn on the light switch and it’s not there then, I curse, “Fucking light switch!”

Something runs across our roof around 6am, without fail. If it's a possum, it's freakin' huge!

My car has seen the inside of the garage! Andy made room for it. It’s a tight squeeze and you have to be really careful reversing, but it fits.

The drive up was nowhere near as bad as I thought it would be. I was quite drowsy before the first stop and I was worried that I was going to have to stop every hour and the drive would take forever. After that first stop, I was fine though. We stayed in Goondiwindi. Cute caravan park. It’s getting a spa and pool put in this year, pity it didn’t have it put in last year.

Being feeling a bit down today and yesterday. Was walking through the small plaza near us. It wasn’t anything new or exciting, just different, and I nearly started crying, thinking ‘I live here now.’

Still not confident I am going to be able to handle living with Andy.

The suburb we live in is really nice. The houses are huge, on huge blocks, and all have these huge ‘fuck off I don’t want you to see my property’ fences. Haven’t checked out the lagoon yet but hope to by the end of the weekend.

Hello to all my Canberra peeps. I miss you!

Thankyou to all of you on the webosphere who sent me well-wishes. :)

Outie.

"Well if you're not going to talk to me I'm going to talk to my orange" - Adam (my 14-year-old brother).