What are 5 things in your handbag that say you?

So it's friday afternoon and I just got looped into a blog forward.
Why not? About my favourite subject in the world is handbags. Mine or anyone elses.
So what ARE the five things in my handbag that say something about me?

Five things in your handbag that speak about your life, (or are just quirky and interesting).

1. Makeup - two lipglosses (that's because I only swapped bags last night)
2. Book
3. iPod
4. Umbrella (ella, ella, eh eh)/Gloves/Scarf
5. Confectionery

& WHY?

1. Well I always carry lipgloss with me, I have been carrying paw paw lately because I've been getting wind burn from the FREEZING GALE that whips down Church Street.
2. My book, currently Harry Potter The Prisoner of Azkaban, I always carry my book with me, because I spend time on public transport and it's an excellent space filler and a good wa to avoid the freaks who frequent public transport.
3. IPOD; is a must. And my phone acts as a backup when my ipod is being obstanant and doesn't want to work. I must have music. It also helps avoid the freaks on public transport and people trying to sell you credit cards or children in Africa.
4. As a public transporter, I must prepare for all contingencies. Rain, hail or shine I am covered by my seven dollar fake burburry patterned umbrella.
5. Confectionery, at this stage I have literally 24 sleeves of Spearmint gum at work, and working in a place that gets free JUNK its inescapable.

So there you go... everything you wanted to know about my handbag!

False Economy

I think that all woman do it to some extent.

It's like something written in our DNA, something that ever so naggingly says; "Yes, you do need to buy that xxx for xxx that is not confirmed yet, BECAUSE IT'S ON SALE"

Look at this dress. It's beautiful. The photo does not do it justice, just a pity the online catalogue is so limited.
The straps and top of the bodice are a cobalt blue colour, gradienting into a lovely soft pink colour, and ending in a firey orange colour. The bodice (admittadly needs me to be a little less fat than I am currently) compliments my, er shape, and is impressive without being over the top.

Nearby my work is a George clothing warehouse. This gorgeous, silk hand dipped dress was $474 down to $150.
How could I ever pass it for that wedding that I don't even know if I am invited to much less have the invitation to.
Don't even get me started on the silver shoes I've decided to buy to accompany it.

But of course there is always a wedding I have next year (that's reaching a bit far) or the annual general meeting dinner (potentially reaching since I am still on probation & who knows what can happen!)

Go the Blues!

Would be SUPER if the Blues would win tomorrow! I do like it when the game is a decider. It's always 100% better to watch.
I'll be out in my supporting colour, and we're going to get some dinner after & watch the game. Come on boys!

Life as a Pedestrian p2

Rest assured! It is not only drivers that clash with bike riders.

I had a run in with Crazy Bike Guy From Hell today. As I was walking down the footpath to the train station, a bike rider came up behind me.

The section of the foot path that we were occupying was not big enough for me, the people walking down the other side of the foot path and him.

We all were walking briskly, we all had places to be - but Crazy Bike Guy obviously thought his plans were more important because he did everything he could to get in front of me and the on coming people traffic. He definatly made enough fuss and noise about his displeasure, but despite his efforts it did him no good, and I knew that the moment we cleared the people he would go whooshing past.

Crazy Bike Guy From Hell did not disappoint.

A very well restrained part of my human decency, the same restraint that stops me from maiming slow walking people in shopping centres, stopped me from raising my right arm and coat hangering him off his bike - but boy was it close!

Instead a woman coming around the corner with a pram, who he nearly flattened saw the whole thing and BLASTED THE CRAP out of him for nearly mowing her and her baby as well as myself down.

Bloody Technology

Perhaps when I was younger, back when I had that iota more patience than I do now, I could sit for hours staring at pixels and writing/rewriting code to make cool scroll over effects to manipulate a box to appear a certain way, only to rewrite it all two weeks later.
That is gone.

On the weekend, I conceded defeat and unplugged my modem from my PC to connect to my laptop to use skype. This pissed me off so fatally because I had previously and painfully created a wireless LAN and set up total secure wireless Internet, file and print sharing.

But eventually the novelty of the laptop wore off, and when I reignited it of course everything had gone to bollocks and for the life of me I don't know how I managed to network it because I don't remember this computer even having a network card.

I'd love to get it working again, but my motivation is ebbing low.

It reminds me of the fact that my phone is dying a slow and annoying death.

And I have now changed my mind from the Nokia N969 to the Samsung G810 (pictured) which is basically the same only 400 bucks cheaper and has a longer battery life.

I managed to send a rather rude sounding (when taken TOTALLY out of context) text message to the wrong person. FATAL ERROR.

Fortunately the text went to the best possible person, a rather liberal minded friend of mine, who found humour in situation, as opposed to say - the very Christian mother like figure from my previous work place.

I recently read that in Israel they had launched a 'Kosher Phone' to cater for the strict Orthodox Jewish community.

The handset has purportedly had the internet, SMS, video and voicemail facilities disabled. Naturally the press have made a misnomer, a device cannot actually be Kosker but it does have the cencorship seal of approval from the 'Rabbinical Committee for Communications'
On the upside the 'Kosher Phone' is cheaper if you call another 'Kosher Phone' (I guess many Hasidic Jews don't have too many Baptist friends) except for the Sabbath when you get $2.44 US per min! Thats hardcore

So it's true she is the Devil

We Salute you our half inflated dark lord! So one of these is a cartoon and one is just plain loony tunes.
The thought of Celine Dion singing AC/DC 'You Shook Me All Night Long' is enough to keep me awake at night.
The song has been covered by numerous people, Kid Rock, Big & Rich, Kelly Clarkson and interestingly enough Shania Twain who's husband produced the song with AC/DC in 1980, but defiantly the most horrifying for me is this incarnation, recorded initally for a VH1 Diva's special with Anastasia (she sort of rocked it) and she now apprently she does it occasionally on stage .

Facebook Strikes Again

So I wouldn't call it facebook stalking... perhaps I will avoid hanging a tag on it at all for my mental health.

So I facebooked a guy I was going out with recently (Central Coast Bee for those in the know) ...everyone does it okay

To find out that he's listed as 'In a Relationship' -

HUH, well then fabulous isn't it.

Clearly nobody (without extenuating circumstances) does this and actually hopes to see a listing of 'Single' and a status of oh say 'xxxx is moping and miserable' but geez you don't want them to be doing better than yourself for goodness sake.

Guess that's another lesson in minding your own business.