tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53713882012-01-04T08:08:33.571+11:00Here Comes Miss-IZ Haiiiiiiiry LegsChronicles of my unrelenting stupidityMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comBlogger1061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-69569461569900965492012-01-04T07:28:00.002+11:002012-01-04T07:39:31.278+11:00Another Year...What better way to start 2012 that to review one's imbecility of the last 12 months? Three events come to mind, but more will surely be add:In news which will surprise absolutely no one: I failed my first driving test. In my defence I had only had a few hours of lessons in the two months leading up to it, plus I ran over the curb in a very narrow laneway in Hampshire along the MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1152709784276601742006-07-12T22:02:00.000+10:002006-11-14T23:04:44.870+11:00Clear and Present Danger Dicky and I went gift shopping for the Miranda Devine wedding last week. Naturally, there was a DJ's Bridal Register to consult. But as it turned out we had left our run too late and six weeks out from D-Day, only the dregs are left: a white bath mat and a pistol-grip cheese knife. Sources say that all the "good" gifts had been snapped up 3 weeks after the invitations MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1151330572569601192006-06-27T00:01:00.000+10:002006-06-27T00:05:03.353+10:00MSB, who has been due back from Paris for the last 2 weeks called last night to again say, “Hi sweetie…I’m really sorry but I’m not going to be back until next weekend…because I’m heading off to Kaiserslautern tomorrow. Uh, miss you! Bye!”. He loves his football so I can hardly begrudge him another World Cup attendance though to be sure, when he emailed me this morning all waaaah-it’s-3am-and-I’MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1151330505859633982006-06-26T23:58:00.000+10:002006-06-27T00:01:45.876+10:00I am now a statistic - my parents are divorcing! After many rather tempestuous years, my mother finally gave him the boot. It’s a terrible misconception that some parents have about “staying together for the sake of the children” when having to put up with bitter tears and recriminations and being made privy to their parents’ dirty laundry is really the last thing the children want. As much asMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1148686730854955482006-05-27T08:58:00.000+10:002006-05-27T10:09:07.983+10:00MSB and I continue our luckless run of crappy movies. Last night's feature was X-Men: the Last Stand. Some spoilery comments:· I know all the Marvel freaks bag out Halle Berry for her realisation of Storm but where’s the hate for Anna Paquin? It’s not just that Rogue is completely useless because the blame for that lies with Simon Kinberg and Zak Penn. But the lousy, doughy-faced acting and MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1148566283064291782006-05-25T23:45:00.000+10:002006-05-26T00:13:15.506+10:00Because I live at the arse end of the world, I've only just finished watching the first season of Veronica Mars which I had to order from the US (Channel 10 programming people, you are hopeless!). Is it wrong to have so much affection for a series set in high school about a girl detective? But really, how could I resist a show that has:· the best evah season finale in the history of television· MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1148471865776888682006-05-24T21:56:00.000+10:002006-05-24T21:57:45.806+10:00Boooooo! Dreams don't come true. What's the point in living?MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1147338224662182752006-05-11T18:59:00.000+10:002006-05-11T19:31:37.476+10:00I DARE TO DREAMGet thee to the SMH website posthaste: Mel and Kochie may go to gaol!The possibility of such sweet schadenfreude threatens to make my head explode. I may well soil myself in anticipation.Ostensibly, they would be getting sent down for breaches of Children and Young Persons Act 1989 VIC by broadcasting discussions relating to a current matter before the Victorian Children’s Court MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1146114112897631112006-04-27T14:29:00.000+10:002006-04-27T15:09:04.910+10:00MSB and I went to see “How Much Do You Love Me?” the other night, a French comedy about a lottery winner who propositions a beautiful call girl (Monica Bellucci) to live with him for a hundred thousand euro a month until the money runs out. They have a grand old time until Monica’s gangster boyfriend Gerard Depardieu turns up. DO NOT SEE THIS MOVIE. Could it be a coincidence that “French farceMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1146111663803729332006-04-27T14:17:00.000+10:002006-05-11T19:07:51.520+10:00Yeah okay, more about books and book buying: The UNSW Book Fair started today! I took the day off so I could be there at opening time. Is that sad? Well I don’t care because it was SO worth it. Seriously, I was like a pig in shit. My sister and I got 44 books for about $70. And they were in such good condition too! There were so many books – books that you would actually want to read! MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1145153127049117172006-04-16T11:19:00.000+10:002006-05-02T22:32:36.600+10:00Some books I’ve read this year(excluding Harry Potter translations)A Year in the Merde by Stephen ClarkeThis is an easy one to get through and is essentially one of those English-speaking-ex-pats-in-France books. The hero is really unlikeable though, so you want him to be as miserable as possible, get arrested and deported or at least pelted with rocks and faeces (as is hinted at in the title MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1144679166442171612006-04-10T23:56:00.000+10:002006-04-11T00:33:30.590+10:00Ellen Fanning is a twatI caught a rerun of a heavily pregnant Ellen Fanning's 60 Minutes interview with Mick Jagger and Keith Richards last night. She sure made the most of her time at journalism school. Some highlights:"...do you ever wake up in the morning and feel stiff in all the wrong places?" - nice going with the sexual innuendo, Ellen."[about Jagger hip shimmying]...do you ever look at MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1144667975127606652006-04-10T20:54:00.001+10:002006-04-10T21:35:17.436+10:00It's wrong to objectify people but I can't help it: Jensen Ackles. He's so hot right now. In fact, if I was a smoker I'd need a cigarette, stat.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1144452838814429512006-04-08T09:24:00.000+10:002006-04-08T09:36:02.856+10:00Ok, my blogging resolve didn’t last long but at least I have a pathetic excuse namely, that I’ve been away having an organ removed. It was only my gall bladder though, so I didn’t make much off the black market. And also because it was full of um, bits of cholesterol that were incredibly painful. Like, bent-over-double-and-unable-to-walk-for-about-12-hours painful. Someone told me it was MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1144236441814295572006-04-05T21:17:00.000+10:002006-04-05T21:27:21.816+10:00I walk pass one of those nail parlours everyday. It's like getting caught in Chernobyl, no matter how fast I go I can't escape the rolling clouds of peteroleum solvents.How can those poor, invariably Asian, women work there day in day out? I mean, I know we all have to work for a living but I hate to see a sister undergoing slow, self-inflicted brain damage.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1144235831352954202006-04-05T21:04:00.000+10:002006-04-05T21:17:11.363+10:00We had a fire in our building today from a malfunction in the aircon system. It caused this acrid stink, like burning plastic. All I could think of while we gathered orderly around the fire exit, waiting to go, was how ready I was to shove everyone out of the way and make a run for it, pregnant colleagues be damned. I am a BAD person.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1136637920142986382006-01-07T23:41:00.000+11:002006-01-08T00:13:35.063+11:00I have been teaching MSB some Vietnamese. In exchange he teach me speak English good.Today's phrase is:"Hãy b?n ông Gary Glitter"."Hay ("ay" pronounced like "eh???!" in English when someone you can't believe that stupid thing you've just heard, but in a lower register - such is the curse of tonal languages) bung (sort of rhymes with hung but sharper and said in a higher register) ohm Gary MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1136635973070796732006-01-07T23:05:00.000+11:002006-01-07T23:37:00.663+11:00I drool in my sleep. It's been happening for some time now and is utterly disgusting. But I can't stop. I'll be in a deep slumber or perhaps just nodding off when I feel a warm moistness on the pillow. My brain knows that I'm drooling but is completely incapable of stopping it - my body just won't respond. Stupid brain. So I just keep sleeping and drooling and in the morning there's another MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1136468189663615882006-01-05T23:41:00.000+11:002006-01-06T08:29:21.220+11:00*Pokes blog* Wake up blog!My sad attempts to return to blogging at the end of last year were thwarted by a complete lack of inspiration, mainly due to my dull, dull existence.If 2005 could be summed up in less than 10 words, they would be: “crippling debt”, “academic failure” and “working like a dog”.The first 6 months consisted of living from pay day to pay day so that I could pay off my studentMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1132142521409063352005-11-16T20:31:00.000+11:002006-01-08T00:19:34.533+11:00All my friends are getting maaaaaarriedWell not all, but it sure feels that way. One old friend who vowed he'd never get married this side of 30 and that we would be old crazy cat owners together is now engaged. Judas! The wedding is almost a year away and already he's spent the last four weekends driving around looking for churches and receptions venues. Ha. I bet he now wishes he were MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1122295275997008842005-07-25T22:09:00.000+10:002005-07-25T22:41:16.003+10:00Wanker Lawyer TypesOne of the lawyers in my group came back from a trip overseas recently with a job offer. He gave notice of his resignation and then proceeded to:not come to work for the next week and half citing "illness";do no more workinstruct his secretary to:photocopy all of his framed practising certificates ("...and don't scratch the frames!") and get them certified;circulate his MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1114957058687111732005-05-02T00:02:00.000+10:002005-05-02T00:17:38.686+10:00Ignorant artistic critiquing...I don't know much about art but I know enough to say that this here painting is shithouse:If the Archibald Prize was aimed at preserving the memory of "great Australians", what can be more pompous and self-indulgent than a self-portrait? And hello? "Janus-Faced"? Can his imagery be more obvious and hackneyed? No.If there had to be a winner surely it should haveMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1112014852183651762005-03-28T20:28:00.001+10:002005-03-29T21:59:49.373+10:00Melbourne sure loves a festival. It's been a brilliant gimmick to attract tourists given that Melbourne is often cold, has shit beaches and no Haaaahhhbour (and no unrivalled Olympics either - ha, suck on that! Nyucknyucknyuck). (Although - Sustainable Living Festival? Antipodes Festival?). You just know it would never have worked in Sydney. Sydney people seem somewhat stand-offish (or is it MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1112005597622517962005-03-28T20:10:00.000+10:002005-03-28T20:27:38.590+10:00It may just be the blissful high of being on holidays but Melbournians, I love your City. Tree-lined avenues, proper urban planning, beautiful gold rush-financed architecture, wide footpaths, cheap delicious eateries, dirt cheap housing and a transport system that basically operates on trust (so charming) - what a great place to live!MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1110594932641294492005-03-12T13:15:00.000+11:002005-03-13T21:40:10.806+11:00Smokers Just Don't Die Fast EnoughIs there a way to speed up tobacco induced lung-cancer? Because I am so damn sick of having to deal with smokers. I don't go around farting into other people's faces so I don't know why I have to inhale the noxious fumes of secondary smoke because smokers are too selfish to look where they're going or too lazy to give up. They just sashay around the packed CBD,MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1110592744419100482005-03-12T12:23:00.000+11:002005-03-12T15:02:57.973+11:00Solving Sydney's Housing CrisisHave you seen some of the hovels that are selling for over a million in this town? Kuh-razy. How long do you reckon it would take for your average first home-buying family to save up a deposit for a million dollar (wtf?) house? A fucking long time I suspect.So really, the only way I can see to effectively assist first home buyers enter the market is to evict all MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1110359078923075442005-03-09T19:34:00.000+11:002005-03-12T13:53:43.566+11:00A friend of mine began dating again having separated from her husband. After a promising start with a 30-something corporate flunkie type she decided to end it because he just drank too much for her liking (an understanding "deal-breaker", I think). The morning after, he emailed her with his bank account details and told her to wire money into it as payment for the bottle of vodka he'd left at MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1110277961458934802005-03-08T20:36:00.000+11:002005-03-08T21:32:41.460+11:00I will be south of the border during the Easter Break for the Melbourne Comedy Festival '05 - YAY!The last time I was in Melbourne was July 2000. It was ... for the Aust'asia Model UN Conference. Yes, how Lisa Simpson of me. No it wasn't my idea - the friend of a friend couldn't get time off from work to go and couldn't get a refund from the organisers either so I took his spot. Out of MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1110031021349077792005-03-06T00:49:00.000+11:002005-03-06T00:57:53.343+11:00AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!! AHA... AHA...AHHHHH - *sigh*I witnessed comedy gold tonight at the last Lano & Woodley performance of The Island. I hurt so much it's like I spent two hours on the ab-roller. Fucking genius.Slightly less intelligent, but almost as hilarious:MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1107087635391936112005-01-30T22:53:00.000+11:002005-01-31T00:05:28.453+11:00I'm not hating Lleyton Hewitt that much tonight. Although generally he's rather cunty, he's quite tolerable off court. Best of all, HE LOST tonight's final (in YOUR FACE Channel 7 commentary team!). If he really wants to move off the shit list, he should make Bec Cartwright scrape off her fake tan. Possibly with the trowel she uses to apply it in the first place.
However, the biggest MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1106825515909611232005-01-27T22:29:00.000+11:002005-01-27T22:34:41.003+11:00Thanks to the subtitle options on my Sex and the City DVDs, my French vocab has improved exponentially. I thought I’d share some of the new words I've learnt – because education is important. (Grammatical accuracy not guaranteed).
Un salaud (n.) – asshole, jerk (also, un connard)
Richard Wright mangeait le chatte* d’une autre femme. Quel salaud!
*pussy
Une salope (n.) – bitch, slut
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1106820790437538592005-01-27T21:08:00.000+11:002005-01-27T21:27:37.296+11:00Worst gangstamoll autobiography cover EVAH:
URGH!
What is Judith Moran doing submitting herself to an Oprah Makeover Special and airbrushing herself into near transparency?? Her public demands a cover with a pump action shotgun and several fags hanging out her mouth.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1106452137292158142005-01-23T14:36:00.000+11:002005-01-23T14:48:57.293+11:00Memo to the fuckers at apple
re: iPod Shuffle
I have spent the last 7 hours installing and reinstalling your cunty software, combing your "support" site and trawling the net for assistance by computer geeks on how I can get my PC to recognise your unworkable program. DIE.
Please understand that "Make sure your computer meets the system requirements for iPod or iPod mini.", is actually NOT a "MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1106049016500766042005-01-18T22:32:00.000+11:002005-01-18T22:50:16.500+11:00I need to stay off eBay - today, I bought a set of golf clubs. Apparently I don't have enough hobbies to which I can half-arsedly apply myself.
MSB and I spent Saturday afternoon at Moore Park: between catching a screening of Sideways and getting dinner at Fox Studios, we thought we'd have a go at the Moore Park driving range. (Moore Park is not only a former slum and gathering ground for MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1105962143769064072005-01-17T22:41:00.000+11:002005-01-17T22:43:51.556+11:00I tried to make a peach pie tonight. It tastes like nail polish remover. Peaches, sugar, flour and vanilla - how hard can it be?? I am so discouraged.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1105529023461509652005-01-12T22:21:00.000+11:002005-01-12T22:27:34.923+11:00
Poet Fujiwara-no Teika on Mt Ogura 1909, SHIMOMURA Kanzan
Fine rain on Mt Yoshino 1914, KIKUCHI Hobun
Autumn Among Trees 1907, SHIMOMURA Kanzan
On Wednesday evenings the Art Gallery of NSW is open until 9pm so today we went to check out the Japanese Art of Screen Painting exhibition. It’s much smaller than last year’s SEASONS: the Beauty of Transience in Japanese Art but features a coupleMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1105306473902056662005-01-10T08:21:00.000+11:002005-01-31T00:13:42.226+11:00Stop Lisa McCune and her shitty acting
Lisa McCune continues to ignore public pleas for her to go way and will be starring in an ABC adaptation of Hell Has Harbour Views, a funny and pretentious legal career handbook of sorts which nicely shits on the hollow dreams of aspiring lawyers. Just who the fuck green-lights these casting choices anyway? Obviously not anyone who has watched even five MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1105266714218889472005-01-09T21:29:00.000+11:002005-01-09T21:31:54.216+11:00I just won the first season of Arrested Development on ebay. booYAH. Dare I say it but this show may even be better than Sienfeld.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1104555488038074092005-01-01T15:55:00.000+11:002005-01-01T23:38:39.283+11:00Not quite a Domestic Goddess
I am fucking EXHAUSTED. Last night I stayed up to bake a lemon cake with a strawberry curd filling. The recipe was from Stephanie Alexander's chunky, door-stop opus, the Cook's Companion and I followed it pretty carefully right up until the end when, in a fit of madness I thought "Fuck this bake for 1 hour crap, I'll just throw it in the microwave for 12 minutes onMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1102683663326706012004-12-10T23:41:00.000+11:002004-12-11T08:23:38.613+11:00Mmmm, iron.
Every summer since she was born my sister has been a veritable beef and blood buffet for mosquitoes whereas I have nary had a nibble. Until now - dunh-dunh! I woke up at 6 on Thursday morning full of vim and vigour because I had scored a day off work. Sure, it was to go to an all-day seminar on agricultural data-protection legislation but still.
My eye felt a bit hurty when I MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1102680278926063242004-12-10T22:53:00.000+11:002004-12-11T00:57:29.446+11:00Bah humbug
Seriously, (hack journalism aside) I think Clover's biggest problem here is that she spent six hundred thousand dollars on a couple of trees and some freakin banners. If they had been made of 100% silk, hand woven and stitched up with gold thread by vestal virgins and trimmed with sable, then that figure would start making sense to me. But I've seen those banners and Clover's been MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1102679518886572582004-12-10T22:45:00.000+11:002004-12-10T22:51:58.886+11:00It's only taken me five hours of frustrating calls to the Ddo but I've finally hooked up to the heady world of broadband! iPrimus dial-up is twenty a month but we had to use two phone lines so that the total cost of using the net, including the phone bills has been around$170/month. Insanity! I should have done this sooner. MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1101717154825962622004-11-29T19:30:00.000+11:002004-11-29T19:32:34.830+11:00On some days, you're shit hot. And on others, you're just shit.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1101294371182537732004-11-24T21:59:00.000+11:002004-11-24T22:17:08.296+11:00Right up there with office party karaoke in terms of pain and lameness is the themed office Christmas Party. This year the theme is some adventurer/Raiders-of-the-Lost-Ark crap. What are my choices here? Lara Croft, Biggles, Tenzing Norgay? Yawn.
I am a notoriously bad sport when it comes costuming. At an open themed costume bash I wore all black and passed myself off as a "greek widow". MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1101039374383428722004-11-21T22:17:00.000+11:002004-11-21T23:31:15.766+11:00Schooool's OUT! FOR! THE! SUMMER!
Bah, I am never doing the full time study/full time work thing again.
Our group moved offices last weekend and are now operating out of the architectural marvel that is Darling Harbour, or as I like to call it, the Bowels of Sydney. The whole place is full of tacky buildings and rip-off tourist bait eateries. Every friday night, the Cockle Bay Bar strip is MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1099832263964141232004-11-07T23:51:00.000+11:002004-11-08T00:12:47.296+11:00Urgh. I've been sitting here trying to finish an assignment which is due tomorrow - not being able to leave it 'til then because who knows what fresh hell work will bring - and yet I can't tear myself away from the writings of Our Man in Hanoi.
Our Man is in Hanoi is part of a two year fund raising project for street kids. His stories, musings and observations are so fascinating, funny, MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1099821005440941322004-11-07T20:42:00.000+11:002004-11-07T20:50:05.440+11:00Ah, the Fellowship of the Ring is on TV tonight. We already have the extended versions of it and the Two Towers and have watched them repeatedly but I just love the film trilogy so much I'm sure I'll watch it whenever it's broadcast. The best bit about Christmas holidays these past three years has been the anticipation and realisation of a new LOTR installment and I've become so used to it. I MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1099569562700053932004-11-04T22:50:00.000+11:002005-01-02T08:19:53.120+11:00Oh fer fuck's sake: Howard. Bush. Laws.
It’s enough to make me retreat into my favourite fantasy scenario where I’m on a perpetual holiday in Paris. And seeing as I spent last night trawling through my photos, this will just have to be a long, nostalgic, whinging post about how I wish I was still there, and not in the SECOND! BEST COUNTRY ON EARTH!
Sigh.
Anyway, first stop Bangkok. MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1099225002082352772004-10-31T23:10:00.000+11:002004-10-31T23:18:37.246+11:00
Anne Geddes.
Celine Dion.
Lame-squared.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1099065775124747882004-10-30T01:48:00.000+10:002004-10-30T02:12:58.616+10:00I am fresh from the cinema after bearing witness to the thespian stylings of Mandy Moore in her recent film Saved. Because it stars Mandy Moore and is about students at a Christian High School you can be sure it's no Mulholland Drive or the Colour of Paradise. It's not even an American beauty.
Despite all that it's still an enjoyable, often funny send up of contemporary Hillsong-style Christian MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1098668262901041482004-10-25T11:26:00.000+10:002004-10-25T13:48:48.583+10:00This just in: Poo Dumps Delta for Paris Hilton.
'...Hilton then said that her new beau had broken up with Goodrem because she was "boring".'
Yeah no kidding. I mean, apart from cancer, what did she have going for her? Bupkiss.
As for the Poo, (who is utterly vile and loathesome) I have to say that this is a much better match than he and Delta ever were. I'm sure he and Paris will contentedly MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1098667558695488442004-10-25T11:22:00.000+10:002004-10-25T11:25:58.696+10:00Am back, exhausted and thoroughly shitty with jetlag. Not as shitty as Al though, who got food poisoning with our last meal of the trip. The flight back was a killer.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1097423483612150162004-10-11T01:19:00.000+10:002004-10-11T01:51:23.613+10:00It's kind of comical really that despite a strong campaign by the ALP (who actively presented a stark alternative to the government) and the Greens, the Coalition will be back in power again for a fourth term - with an even stronger majority in both Houses. Fair enough; I accept the result. Australians have spoken.
Australians say NO to responsible government and ministerial accountability.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1097242519663920742004-10-08T23:07:00.000+10:002004-10-08T23:35:19.663+10:00How sad that on my big Parisien trip I have found time to blog. France doesn't seem to have taken to the internet much and it's taken me three days to track down an internet place that's still operating. We'd tried three others listed in various Paris guides, and by the time we'd located them, they'd all closed down! One is now a gay bar, aptly named "Café Cox".
As recommended by Spirit MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1096789270443713342004-10-03T17:19:00.000+10:002004-10-25T13:51:11.183+10:00Greetings from Bangkok!
The flight was a dog! 14 hours from Sydney to Bangkok, stopping in Melbourne and and Phuket.
We're only here for two days until we fly to Paris. Alison has vetoed my earlier vote for the Atalanta Hotel despite its championing culturally sensitive tourism because she couldn't trust a place that only charged 18 bucks a night. We are currently at Siam City Hotel which is MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1096158698068852142004-09-26T09:34:00.000+10:002004-09-26T11:08:08.136+10:00The CHASER DEC1DES - ABC TV 9pm Thursdays
The clips on the ABC site speak louder on the quality of Thursday night's first episode than I can.
Some stand out segments:
Chas posing as a Liberal Party stooge and calling up various talk-back hosts. John Laws and his dulcet tones have my grudging respect; Alan Jones? Not so much!
Craig's canvassing of the ladies in Ross Cameron's seat of MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1096113470533764432004-09-25T21:39:00.000+10:002004-10-18T20:58:22.313+10:00Fear not, Hairy lives!
Be assured that the lack of updates is not due to my battered carcus lying in a ditch somewhere but to excessive hours of cunty work. And I keep having dreams where I'm dragging my luggage down the stairs to the airport but it seems so light. Indeed it is empty because I've forgotten to pack and as it turns out I've also forgotten to finish work for the Blah Blah matter MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1095249017565887062004-09-15T21:09:00.000+10:002004-09-15T21:54:23.690+10:00Some guy left a card in my mail box today all I've-been-watching-you-in-the-mornings-on-your-way-to-work-and-like-the-look-of-you-would-you-like-to-get-to-know-me etc. I suppose I should be somewhat touched that he used what looks like his best hand writing and spent $3.25 on a nice Ink Group card. He also makes a point of saying "I'm not a stalker", so I guess there's NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT.
OnMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1095075810100217432004-09-13T21:13:00.000+10:002004-10-25T23:26:24.870+10:00Because I have too much time on my hands...
Have you been looking for love in all the wrong places - like the internet? No doubt you've had to fill out personality profiles with questions such as:
Which celebrity do you most resemble?
This site was designed to answer that very question.
For me that would be Tripitaka which was my nickname in primary school, however Analogia has other ideas MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1094383983189661232004-09-05T21:27:00.000+10:002004-09-05T23:19:41.850+10:00Okay, some of the Idol contestants really sucked tonight. In fact, their collective sucking could have retrieved matter from a black hole. (Oh yeah, boom! boom!). I just cannot believe their song choices given that the voting audience probably has an average age of 14: Hopelessly Devoted to You? You Were There? (Hello? SOUTHERN SONS?!), A Touch of Paradise? I mean sure, those are great choices - MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1094221137336456222004-09-04T01:16:00.000+10:002004-09-04T00:18:57.336+10:00STOP PRESS:
SMH drops pretense of being respectable broadsheet -
G-string pics of Miss Universe here.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1094121363203095992004-09-02T20:34:00.000+10:002004-09-02T21:37:02.816+10:00Tonight on Inside Idol, Dan O'Connor says: I'm a shy, boyish God-lover; my mummy writes me poems.
Meanwhile on Channel 7, Grant Den-NYUUHHH continues his Rove McManus apprenticeship by hosting "Surprise Wedding". One groom reveals on acceptance that the couple had already discussed and intended to get married, thus robbing the audience of Grant's carefully manufactured uncertainty and conflict. MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1093355280608665982004-08-24T23:28:00.000+10:002004-08-25T00:39:16.823+10:00French movie review extravaganza
After positive reviews from dawei and this girl from work who actually said “I liked it better than Amelie!” I decided to buy, yes BUY a dvd copy of 8 Femmes.
You’d think a French movie featuring the likes of Emmanuelle Béart, Ludivine Sagnier, Catherine Deneuve, Fanny Ardant and Virgine Ledoyen would be pretty good - especially with the complete absence of MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1092747690973163132004-08-17T22:44:00.000+10:002004-08-18T00:12:33.450+10:00Paging Jeff Gillooly...
Jana Pittman and her peppy can-do attitude. Blech.
I want to kick her crutches out from under her. Is that cruel?
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1092573086851349272004-08-15T22:04:00.000+10:002004-08-25T00:40:47.123+10:00A quiet weekend. I've spent tonight culling down possible Paris digs for October:
Contender #1 - it has exposed beams and is near the Pont Neuf. I plan to cross it many times. Am somewhat concerned that they didn't include a photo of a toilet. It also promises a gym (nearby).
Contender #2 - seems a bit more cosy, is also close to the bridge and has a picture of the loo. Beside which seems to MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1092487485865625672004-08-14T22:33:00.000+10:002004-08-16T21:52:45.560+10:00Excuse me Woolworths, Don Johnson called. He wants his clothes from Miami Vice back, stat.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1092456622660996572004-08-14T14:03:00.000+10:002004-08-14T22:59:18.813+10:00Damn Olympics. Hurry up and be over so that Channel 7 will stop subjecting me to "comedian" and "actor" Nick Giannopoulos.
Even Surprise Chef Aristos is back in employment. Limber up everyone, and watch him prepare a surprise meal for you from the contents of your own kitchen: a sandwich!...from mouldy bread and slimey packet ham slices. Wowee, someone call Tetsuya.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1092306843944700432004-08-12T20:10:00.000+10:002004-08-15T23:29:49.723+10:00The Herald's spate of education articles on public and private schools has made me nostalgic for my own alma mater (public schooled plebs, that’s Latin for “fostering mother”).
A triangle wedged into the Anzac Parade and Cleveland Street intersection, its proximity to the former (some say current) slum area of the Surry Hills and Moore Park ensured the young maidens of High had early and regularMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-109187330319704752004-08-07T20:03:00.000+10:002004-08-07T20:20:14.503+10:00My little brother is growing up. Our mother found a Playboy amongst his pile of school books and said that it was up to me to "talk to him" about it. I told him he had to hide them better.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1091451284167395412004-08-02T22:37:00.000+10:002004-08-15T22:51:41.033+10:00Whoah August already. Only eight weeks 'til gay Paree! and crepes! and pastries! (and shopping!) Oh my!
Speaking of all things francaises, I went to a Bastille Day dinner. A potential client invited me along with some other people I didn't really know. One of them spent the evening speaking in appalling french and regaled us with his story of how a six week trip to France in year 11 saw him MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1089027129569037762004-07-05T21:30:00.000+10:002004-07-05T21:32:09.570+10:00Rest in Peace Marlon Brando - I'll be sure to down some Krispy Kremes in memoriam.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1087116400593198252004-06-13T18:44:00.000+10:002004-06-13T18:59:21.896+10:00Unreliable rumour has it that Ian Thorpe has wed swimmer Amanda Beard
Ahhhh, the jokes just write themselves.
MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1086778633401346092004-06-09T20:11:00.000+10:002004-06-09T22:51:53.403+10:00As preparation for exams I've found this great way to procrastinate. Al and I had been looking at various accommodation options for when we go to France for leave this October. Instead of renting out shoebox hotel rooms at exorbitant prices she suggested that we rent an apartment instead.
Check out these sites:
Appartment rentals in Paris
Locaflat
Miscellaneous apartment rentals site
One MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1086774572491267152004-06-09T19:33:00.000+10:002004-06-09T22:49:04.520+10:00I stumbled into work after a cold and flu induced long weekend and found an email from this guy I'd met at a science camp in year 11. We'd kept in touch for a few years after as he'd moved to sydney for uni and then drifted apart again. Anyway he'd found an article I'd written on the net and emailed me at work. As it turns out, he is now living and working in the Caribbean!! How cool. I want MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1085998434476291292004-05-31T19:46:00.000+10:002004-08-15T22:55:44.216+10:00Impending exams, essay deadlines and five week trials makes Ms Hairy Legs cry.
The past month or so has been a real asshole. Work. Study. Work. Study. Sitting in a corner rocking back and forth, eating my hair. How do you write essays again?
I've also spent countless hours in taxis shunting back and forth between the City and the 'burbs try to round up a posse of witnesses. Why can't people MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1083578350783988212004-05-03T19:59:00.000+10:002004-05-03T20:04:52.186+10:00Today whilst crossing the road irresponsibly, I found 20 dollars in the gutter between two parked cars. Three minutes later, after getting my lunch I crossed back through the same two cars and spotted an additional 20 and 50 dollars! Was it raining money? I looked up to see if some generous benefactor, taking pity on poorly dressed solicitors, was throwing dough out of an office window but MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1083420403598167522004-05-02T00:06:00.000+10:002004-05-02T00:11:45.390+10:00Could the Bridge Street Wagamamma staff please be a bit lighter on the bean sprouts? Some of us actually want to taste the noodles in our chilli beef ramen.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1083386239389662022004-05-01T14:37:00.000+10:002004-05-02T00:22:52.250+10:00Went to the Opera House to watch Sulid Gud last night. I wonder why there's so little talk of the group? I'd never even heard of Gud until late last year. Anyway:
I feel...a bit underwhelmed. Now Paul McDermott is a great performer and writer (though he is rumoured to be a grade-A cunt); his physical comedy is laugh-out-loud funny, but he basically had to carry the show solely on his bitty MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1083235594323165052004-04-29T20:46:00.000+10:002004-04-29T20:59:48.590+10:00Oh, won't anyone liberate the North Koreans?MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1083062928471150802004-04-27T20:48:00.000+10:002004-06-13T22:44:32.230+10:00Work pays me once a month. I don't why (perhaps to cut down transaction fees or something) but in any case, poor budgeting practices mean that days 20-30 - no make that days 15 to 30 are pretty lean days.
After factoring in monthly household expenses, transport, savings, guitar lesson & belly dancing class fees, student loan repayments, Red Cross donations, health insurance etc I have like, MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082286657312622542004-04-18T21:10:00.000+10:002004-04-18T21:14:52.966+10:00I am really creeped out by Circque du Soleil's John Wayne Gacy-inspired clowns.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082285468352220142004-04-18T20:51:00.000+10:002004-04-18T22:13:06.513+10:00Okay I tell a lie. Consistent with my love of Neighbours, I just can't stop watching this crap. I note that on accepting her Silver Logie for most popular actress, Lisa Chapell served a nice backhander to Our Delta with a "Thanks Delta! [and inexplicably] I've been drinking since I got here ." Maybe she'd been nervous. Dude - it's the Logies, no-one cares (e.g the cast of Friends.) Our DeltaMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082283859891540982004-04-18T20:24:00.000+10:002004-04-18T22:16:27.090+10:00Having caught up on all my Trademarks lectures, I'm treating myself to an evening of ... the Logies! I must get out more. Channel Nine is really setting it up as the Oscars of the antipodes (a task doomed to failure considering the general quality of Australian television - NZ readers, think "Shortland Street") with full coverage of the red carpet arrivals. Anyway, there's even a MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082255814444562482004-04-18T12:36:00.000+10:002004-04-18T13:02:08.060+10:00There are some interesting events coming up in the next few weeks:
First up – Sulid Gud, which is Paul McDermott’s latest comedy incarnation.
And then – there’s Daniel Kitson, fresh from the Melbourne Comedy Festival.
And THEN – the 15th Sydney Middle Eastern Dance Festival is on starting 29 April.
Come June there’s also the Lord of the Rings Symphony, which I’ll probably take my sister to MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082253765902173292004-04-18T12:02:00.000+10:002004-04-18T19:55:39.966+10:00The popularity of the idiotic buffoonery that is Merrick & Rosso: Unplanned continues to confound me. I've never listened to their radio programme but have been assured that's it the highest rating FM programme in the country. WTF? Is it anything like their crappy show, on which they sit on a couch and give insipid answers to trite questions posed by the bogan audience members? Last week's MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082111659137642052004-04-16T20:34:00.000+10:002004-04-16T20:50:46.000+10:00I've no idea why, but the four-day weekend just sucked all the energy out of me. I was absolutely fucking useless at work this week. Luckily our partner is away until next Friday and Simon took the opportunity to take some "unofficial" annual leave days. Anyway, apart from attending court for a bit and drafting some subpoenas and shit, all I did was sit at the computer and read Survivor recapsMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1082107737165895122004-04-16T19:28:00.000+10:002004-04-16T21:40:48.466+10:00There is something about Pete Murray's nasal, raspy 'singing' that reminds me so much of Shannon Noll. Stop buying his album, everyone!!
In other news, this is the third day the Fametracker forums are not working. 72 hours without shallow celeb gossip and speculation. I can't go on living like this. MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081657020850772222004-04-11T14:17:00.000+10:002004-04-11T16:43:20.043+10:00Vain Bitches Who Love Clothes and Money – oh, I mean - Fashions on the Field at Sydney’s Autumn Racing Carnival:
Angelique Boyce, 16, was caught out when she won Eagle Farm's fashion prize under the false name of Melanie Winship. The daughter of a serial Fashions on the Field contestant, Maureen Boyce, the pair claimed they made the name change so the daughter's chance of success would not be MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081599567046119112004-04-10T22:19:00.000+10:002004-04-18T09:09:43.140+10:00What can you do about bad drivers when you're merely a pedestrian? I used to get so mad at people who wouldn't slow down or stop at a zebra crossing even though I was half way across it; I used to yell "Stupid fucker!!" after their increasingly distant bumpers. When I crossed at the lights, I'd glare at drivers who looked like they weren't going to come to a stop on red, daring them to run me MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081495681893870642004-04-09T17:28:00.000+10:002004-04-09T17:38:49.640+10:00Yesterday I had lunch at Wagamammas with gals from work. One mentioned that last week she was hit on by two random suits in the CBD after her Masters class had finished. One was a Citibank VP who called out to her in the street and just started following her. After fending that one off another guy, an investment banker, tapped her on the shoulder and tried to chat her up. Each one informed MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081476820884233812004-04-09T12:13:00.000+10:002004-04-09T12:28:47.310+10:00The Sun Newspaper seems to be taking sides over Beck's scandalous affair . Hehehehe.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081469509456976782004-04-09T10:11:00.000+10:002004-04-10T22:34:03.873+10:00Just what exactly has Natalie Portman done with her hair? The Louise Brooks do makes her look 35 and given that her hair is naturally curly I can only imagine how hilariously shit it looks when she wakes up in the morning. I mean, I've often had bad hair myself but from the incompetence of others not by choice!
Nevertheless, Nat's impeccable upbringing, Ivy education, and perpetual grace makeMsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081415788826630802004-04-08T19:16:00.000+10:002004-04-09T08:57:25.280+10:00Yeah so work has been really tough the past few weeks. Like today when I had to watch five hours of FOX Sports boxing footage. From those five hours of my wasted youth, I learnt that to make it in boxing:
1. you MUST have a penchant for Vaseline;
2. you MUST find the UGLIEST, SHINIEST polyester material from which to make your trunks and matching cape;
and
3. you MUST have a high MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1081254166553425162004-04-06T22:22:00.000+10:002004-04-06T22:26:26.233+10:00Gasp! Do you really think that Becks cheats on Posh?
I am so disillusioned by marriage right now. If those two can't make it, who can?
WHOOOOOO. CAAAAAAAAAANN?!!MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1080652430242555912004-03-30T23:13:00.000+10:002004-04-09T09:36:40.840+10:00After last-year's Fraulein Maria hair debacle (which I had to endure for my Graduation - thanks Mum and Dad for taking 643 photos in colour, black & white and sepia and for videotaping the event so I'll never forget what it looked like!), and February 2004's temporary Joan of Arc disaster, I now have socially-acceptable hair. It is currently chin length, slightly tousled and conveys a carefree, MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1080650782316108652004-03-30T22:46:00.000+10:002004-04-09T09:29:10.390+10:00My Weekend
Saturday morning was spent getting up early and getting my arse to my boss's house so we could go and interview some witnesses. While I arrived on time, I saw my boss was running a little late. In fact I saw him running up the stairs fresh from the shower wearing nothing but a towel which was falling off. EWWWWW. His wife rolled her eyes and looked at me sympathetically but MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1080648352942735022004-03-30T22:05:00.000+10:002004-03-30T23:21:09.326+10:00I've been hanging around with a certain 28 year old lately, formerly known as SSD. Everytime we hang out at his place he takes out his boxes of photos and laments how awfully boring his life is; how much he hates living in Sydney; how living in Colorado for a year when he was TWENTY-ONE was the best time of his life and everything else has been a letdown since. Is that fucking sad or what? MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1078307762337037822004-03-03T20:56:00.000+11:002004-03-03T20:58:59.246+11:00Utilitykilts.
I can't decide if they're kinda cool or utterly ridiculous.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1073385518692273812004-01-06T21:38:00.000+11:002004-01-06T22:20:52.576+11:00 FUCK
I'm turning 25 this month. I have five years of youth left!!!MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371388.post-1073051813080889832004-01-03T00:56:00.000+11:002004-01-03T00:58:27.606+11:00Just saw the Return of the King and damn, that Frodo is a lazy shit.MsHairyLegshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04476266089112682247noreply@blogger.com