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Thursday, January 26, 2006


muffin mania is so 1990s. therefore the pictured jam doughnut muffin is proof that clark's has been bought by mr bun.

the other thing that is soooo 1990s is my bedroom at my parents house. i went there tonight for dinner (i'm having family overload at the moment. there are still relatives etc... in town, meaning there are still 'occassions' to be had). i went through some of the stuff in my bedroom closet. best things include:
  • some unused christmas cards (religious themed) purchased for $2.50 from the warehouse
  • books! many books. all on random topics so therefore probably bought at the vic books sales. topics include organisational behaviour theory, film theory, and drug and alcohol rehab (?)
  • my degrees. well, i only found one - i assume the other is in there somewhere. if not, god alone knows where it could be (although note that these would have been from the 2000s)
  • the remains of numerous craft projects (paints, glitter, stencils)
  • photo albums (and photos of roadtrips with HRC, but sadly no trace of the photos from that shortlived, but memorable, period where we were rugby groupies)
  • school leavers jersey. well i think it was anyway. it was a blue heap on one of the shelves. the scars are still to fresh for me to pick it up. the scars relating to how ugly a girl looks in said jersey. and how it took me a couple of years to realise this. and how i wore it at university. oh my god, i think i may vomit at that thought.
  • some mix tapes. probably with beastie boys, pearl jam and green day, and
  • a large penguin. i think this is yours helena. if you want it back, let me know.

2 comments:

strong light said...

well, you obviously read the drug-rehab book at some point because your level of addiction is much less than it used to be. I think. Never can tell. You addicts are all so devious.

Anonymous said...

ha! so amused by the school leaver's jersey. mine was too long so i sliced the bottom off, but sliced it too high, so that after one wash it became the school leaver's tank-top. in sum: bet i looked worse than you.

cannot remember you stealing my bird, but one thing i learned in logic class last year was "if p is a penguin -> p belongs to helena". it's probably safer in your closet because my parents are placing all of my belongings in suitcases and storing them in the outside loo.