Wednesday, April 28, 2004


I just came across a news headline that read "Same-sex marriage ban not about gays, says PM". Hmm, I thought. If it's not about gays, what is it about???

But I bit my tongue, thinking - well, maybe Johnny is saying that it's about children rather than specifically about gays. Y'know, the old (and in my view, very flawed) argument that it's not in the best interests of a child of either sex to be brought up by either two men or two women, because they won't have a positive, STRAIGHT role model to look up to, and will miss out on either male or female influences. And maybe in some way, allowing gay marriages increases the likelihood that children will be raised by same-sex parents (I haven't looked into adoption law requirements).

I went on to read the article. The "best interests of the kids" argument is not even the basis of the PM's comment - according to the article, Mr Howard stated: "The proposal would be to simply insert a definition in the Marriage Act which gives formal expression to what most people regard to be the case - and that is (that) marriage... is between a man and woman. This is not directed at gay people. It's directed at reaffirming a bedrock understanding of our society."


Tuesday, April 27, 2004

And the winner is....Syd-e-nee!!

Well, I launched off on my 2nd road trip from Canberra this weekend - against all caution from my parents ("Take the bus!! You'd be crazy to drive to Sydney!! You'll get completely lost once you hit the city!!") I drove to Sydney to visit my lovely and hospitable friend David. And I am proud to say that, mainly due to Dave's step-by-step instructions on how to get to his place in North Sydney, I didn't get at all lost. Although I did manage to cross the Harbour Bridge 3 times - but I meant to, really! It was all part of the tourist experience.

The weather was just perfect (mid 20s, while in Canberra it was a wintery 10 degrees) - the sun was shining, the bees were buzzing (or was that the traffic??) and all that. It was incredible to be in such a huge, hyper city - it could swallow up Canberra 10 times over without a ripple. And Sydney really makes the most of its beautiful harbour and waterfront areas, with high rise apartments and residential housing all around the huge harbour.

David was a wonderful tour guide and took me to see all the cool Sydney spots. We had a wander along the trendy (and very gay) Oxford Street, and witnessed the end of a property auction - it was a little old shoebox of a 2-bedroom house just off the main strip, which went for a cool $1.02m. Was very impressed with the auctioneer's racetrack-style commentary, sharp pin-striped suit and the gavel he used to seal the deal.

Had a drink at the Opera House Bar, checked out Darling Harbour and Circular Quay, wandered through the city and ambled along Bondi Beach. And David was the perfect host - he even cooked up a delicious hot brekkie on Sunday morning! Take note, boys - preparing a breakfast of sausages, eggs and tomatoes is a sure-fire way to impress the girls :)

I decided to take a slight detour on the drive home from Sydney - I saw a sign on the Hume Highway for the "Wombeyan Caves" and decided to check them out. So I drove through Mittagong, a pretty town in the Southern Highlands area of NSW, and ended up on a narrow, contorted, bumpy and dusty road to Wombeyan. It was incredibly picturesque - there were some spectacular views of valleys and of a river far below - but the drive was quite exhausting, as for the hour and a half it took, I was constantly concentrating on the road and worrying that I would meet a car coming the other way around a blind curve.

I took a self-guided tour through the Fig Tree Cave, which has motion-sensors to illuminate feature areas of the cave when you approach them. It was a bit eerie to be walking through the cave on my own, but it was quite gorgeous, with lots of stalactites and stalagmites and a beautiful cavern area called the Opera House Stage - although I kept wondering if the bats that were rumoured to live in there were going to drop a nasty surprise on me!

The road from the caves back to Goulburn was much better than the windy hills road, being sealed and smooth - but I think I saw a speed camera flash on my way through the town...

Maybe I should've taken the bus.

Thursday, April 22, 2004

Take a Picture

I have set up a fotolog here, which I am gonna try to update every day (I can only upload 1 photo per day). I'm gonna put up some more photos from my holiday at the end of last year in LA/Canada/Hawaii, and stay posted for some pics of my kitty and of some Canberra sights!

(Thanks to Momo for the Fotolog link)

Monday, April 19, 2004


Probably the only theme that has come up several times in my dreams is that my teeth are falling out. I hadn't had a dream like this for quite a while, but last night I had a very vivid dream that a couple of my teeth were starting to get loose, and began to fall out, so I was running around desperately trying to find a late-night dentist to put them back in.

Eugh - it was awful! I hate the idea of losing my teeth. First thing I did when I woke up was to check that all my teeth were still firmly in place. Maybe it means it's about time I paid a visit to the has been several years since my last check-up...

Other possible explanations, according to this site, are that I am either getting clucky, pre-menopausal, or I'm in a situation where I can't assert myself. Hmm, I think I'll go with the needing a trip to the dentist explanation.

Friday, April 16, 2004

Life is a Highway

I was a bit nervous about driving from Canberra to Melbourne, as I'd never really driven any significant distance on my own before, and 660km is a reeeeeally long way. But I was also looking forward to the experience - I love to drive (especially since I traded in my "hoonmobile" Gemini for a zippy new Astra, which is red, so it goes faster) and I was well prepared, with a stack of good CDs and plenty of snacks to keep my sugar levels up.

So I headed for the Hume Highway early last Friday morning. It was perfect driving weather - the sky was blue, and the sun was shining, but it wasn't uncomfortably hot. The Hume stretches all the way from Sydney to Melbourne, and connects with the Barton Highway about an hour's drive north of Canberra (yeah, it's a bit weird - you have to drive north initially to head towards Melbourne. Who knows).

Before I knew it, I was passing through Classic Australian Folk Song Territory. I made a pitstop about 2 hours into the drive, to take a quick snap of the Dog on the Tuckerbox (yes, there really is a statue of a dog perched on a tuckerbox...I forgot to re-set my odometer to check the distance, though!) before continuing along the road to Gundagai. A couple of hours further on, I saw the sign for the turn-off for Cootamundra, and it wasn't too much later that I passed dear old Puckapunyal by.

Thrilling as it was to recognise the names of all these places from rockin' Aussie songs (well, it was kinda cool...they don't write songs about Albany or Geraldton, do they!), my real excitement came from witnessing the dinky di Aussie creativity demonstrated in the names of the creeks that the Hume passes over. Let's see, I crossed...
- 2 Mile Creek
- 5 Mile Creek
- 11 Mile Creek
- 4 Mile Creek
...and just when I was beginning to think that creative souls who named our creeks must have exhausted all their brilliant ideas, I came to
- Sandy Creek

Whatever will they think of next!!

It took a grand total of 7.5 hours, 7 changes of CDs, one petrol refill, three bottles of coke, an apple, half a mega packet of Doritos and a packet of Starburst Fruit Gummies to reach Melbourne.

I didn't have a Melbourne road map, but that was OK, coz I have an unbeatable sense of direction, and I knew that the friend I was staying with lived off a main road in Kew, which I knew to be kinda near the CBD in a northeasterly direction. 2 hours later, after circling the area SO MANY BLOODY TIMES THAT I COULD DRIVE AROUND IT BLINDFOLDED, I finally stumbled upon the main road, and made it to Marijana's house. Thank God.

(If you're thinking the obvious thing would have been to just call Marijana and ask for directions, you're right... but as she's only been living in Melbourne for a couple of months, and doesn't have a car, it wouldn't have helped. And the service station guy who I asked to point me in the right direction was absolutely useless, too.)

Anyways, had a FABULOUS weekend in Melbourne - I love it! People in Melbourne are so much cooler, really - and you could wear anything at all in Melbourne and noone would look at you twice. I love the tree-lined streets, the funky cafes, the haphazard driving and the trams, the friendly people and, of course, the shopping. And I love that there are always people out and about, any time of day or night! It's a stark contrast to Canberra ;)

So over the weekend, I had the biggest shopping day I've ever had, ate way too much, caught up on all Marijana's goss, saw my sis and bro-in-law who happened to be holidaying in Melbourne, too, and before I knew it, it was time to hit the road again.

Have you ever noticed that anyone who's driving slower than you is a moron, and anyone who's driving faster is a complete maniac?? Well there was a maniac in a sporty red Mazda who cut me off early on in the drive back to Canberra - I kept pace with him for a while before coming to my senses and dropping back to a reasonable speed, and watching him zoom off into the distance. Imagine my satisfaction when about half an hour on, I saw the flashing red-and-blue lights, and Mr Maniac's car on the side of the road. Tee hee!

Next road trip TBA.

Thursday, April 15, 2004

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

Yes, it's true boys, a bit of chivalry certainly doesn't go astray...You can open a door for me or give me flowers any day!!

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Mad World

Song of the moment - Mad World, by Gary Jules and Michael Andrews, from the Donnie Darko soundtrack. I heard it on the radio on the weekend and it's been replaying in my head ever since... I must be a bit behind, since Donnie Darko was released ages ago! The original was by Tears for Fears, but I can't remember how it went. I loooove this song - haunting and beautiful.

Thursday, April 08, 2004


Somebody out there came across my blog by doing a search for

boys who wear mary jane shoes get dominated by girls there something I'm missing???

Happy Easter everyone - hope you have a good long weekend - I am heading to Melbourne to catch up with a good friend and to do a teensy bit of shopping!

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Little Lies

I have always been an appalling liar. OK, occasionally I tell a white lie, but it never goes beyond a fib, because I am too convinced that whomever I am lying to will just know I am not telling the truth. Which is usually the case, since I don't have the confidence in my lying abilities to sound convincing! I think this dates back to my fear of my mother catching me in a lie - somehow, she could always spot a lie from a mile off, and I'd always get in more trouble than if I hadn't bothered to lie at all. Well, that's what she used to tell me, anyway.

In addition to my fear of being "caught out", there are some things that it would just never occur to me to lie about.

I was chatting to my housemates (Cookiemaster and Fitnessfreak) a couple of nights ago about the girl with whom they used to share the house, and to whom I am eternally grateful, as if she hadn't accepted a job transfer to Melbourne, I could well be living in a cardboard box right now. Or at least sharing a house with some unsavoury types. Anyways, my housemates shared the house with this girl for about 12 months. She was a lovely girl, lots of fun to be around, and she always had an interesting story to tell. Sadly, her father (back in Melbourne) was quite an ill man - he had problems with his heart, and had had a number of "episodes" in recent years, culminating with a heart attack around Christmas last year.

It was only as the months passed that my housemates began to suspect that this girl was perhaps "embellishing" her stories a tad. She convinced my flatmates that they should all go along to see the Lion King in Sydney, and offered to organise tickets. A week before the performance, the tickets still hadn't arrived in the mail, and when Cookiemaster asked if the tickets were on the way, this girl said yes yes, of course, they're coming. When they still hadn't arrived 2 days before the event, she said that she had rung Ticketmaster and they had advised that the tickets had been sent, but there had been a spate of "letterbox raidings" and someone may well have stolen their tickets.

Cookiemaster found out a little later that the flatmate had just changed her mind and decided she didn't want to see the Lion King after all.

So the ex-housemate is now living back in Melbourne. She really didn't want to leave Canberra - she really loved living here, and her job was great, and she enjoyed sharing a house with Cookiemaster and Fitnessfreak. But she felt she should take the transfer so she could be closer to her sick father, who had to have a double-bypass operation (NOT because her dodgy on/off boyfriend who's given her lots of grief lives there).

Dodgy on/off boyfriend rang Fitnessfreak a week or so ago to organise having ex-housemate's mail forwarded on:

Fitnessfreak: So how's is ex-housemate's dad going? I hope he's OK.

Dodgy on/off bf: yeah, he's OK, a bit stressed I think but apart from that he's fine.

Fitnessfreak: Yeah, well I guess it would be a pretty stressful time, with the surgery and all.

Dodgy on/off bf:

Fitnessfreak: Yeah, I mean having a heart bypass is a pretty major operation, isn't it!

Dodgy on/off bf: .......

Fitnessfreak: But I guess having the operation is a good thing, if it means he won't have any more heart problems. It's just awful that he had that heart attack, and at Christmas, too!

Dodgy on/off bf: problems??

Hmmm. I guess our house is a much duller place with me around, lacking any compulsive creative lying instincts whatsoever.

Monday, April 05, 2004

Cold, Cold Heart

I hate winter. I hate it when it is dark when I wake up in the morning, and dark when I leave work at night. I hate having cold hands, cold feet, and a cold nose, and I hate it when my ears get so cold that I get an earache. I hate looking out the window and seeing an overcast, grey sky. And I hate having to drag myself out of bed in the mornings when it's so warm and cozy under the covers.

I hear that winter comes early to Canberra. It's only April, and I'm already cold... I am not looking forward to the real winter, when the average maximum temperature is 12 degrees, and cars are covered with ice in the mornings. I must remember to run some anti-freeze coolant through my car some time in the near future, to stop the engine from freezing up.

3 Day Forecasts:

Clearing shower
Min: 10C Max: 19C

Min: 5C Max: 18C

Fine. Possible morning fog
Min: 6C Max: 21C

Take me back to balmy Perth!!

3 Day Forecasts:

Thunderstorm developing
Min: 12C Max: 30C

Fine, cloudy
Min: 14C Max: 28C

Min: 14C Max: 24C

Thursday, April 01, 2004

Hangin' Around

It's been a busy week or so at work, which is why I haven't posted anything for a little while. Now that things have slowed down, I feel at a bit of a loose end. Being a born procrastinator, I think I need a bit of pressure to push me to do things - nothing like a good deadline for a bit of motivation. That was always my attitude at school and uni, too... I can't remember a single occasion when I actually finished an assignment ahead of a due date, or felt prepared for an exam before the day of the exam (and half the time I didn't feel prepared when I was in the exam!)

A down side of not having posted for a while is that I feel like I should write something profound or at least interesting here, but I'm afraid that nothing inspiring springs to mind. I was supposed to be going to see the Counting Crows in concert tonight - but due to a death in the drummer's family, they've pulled the plug on their tour. Very disappointing since they were the only decent band that I'd heard had plans to come to Canberra!

Hmm, since I have nothing interesting to say, I might just play with the colours and text instead, and give you this link which demonstrates the superior intellect of judges...