Author: awmalloyadmin

Regardless if it’s the ‘making’ or ‘smelling’ gene related to asparagus, I’ve got it.

Okay, here’s why my head was spinning last night.

It looks like I may be getting a new car. A brand new car. Not a second hand one. And it will be red. And cool. And it has a CD player. And cup holders. And central locking.

I think I’ve jumped all the hurdles and it will hopefully soon be mine.

I’m not uncrossing my fingers until I get the keys though. I’ve only ever had one car and never really thought I’d be able to afford a non-second hand vehicle but the stars have aligned, pay has been raised, budgets analysed and it looks like I can.

Oh yeah – it’s a Mitsubishi Lancer ES, 2.0 lt Automatic Sedan. In Rose Red.

Woh.

I’ve just sent a fax to buy something.

I think I’ve spent a lot of money and tied myself to work for the next 4 years.

Head is spinning, and it’s not the cold.

More later.

I’m sick.

A doctor says so, and they are never wrong. He even poked two different things in my ears and made me go ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh’.

Not sure why he bothered as I coughed all over him when I sat down.

Any way.

I’m officially sick. Sympathy gratefully accepted although probably most unwarranted.

I’m rambling.

’cause I’m sick.

Rae’s sick to, but she doesn’t have a piece of paper from the doctor to make it legit.

Last night’s ‘game’ had one highlight – Rae’s dash from the car park back into Docklands Telstra Colonial Dome to retrieve the Tiger thermos that we forgot to collect as we left in disgust. With speed and dedication like that she should have been on the field.

Tigers, thanks for nothing. Rae, thanks for the flask.

After spending a week camping on the edge of a flower bed my phone came home today. After I spent $35 on a new SIM card and had the hand set barred, but at least it’s home, dry and working.

Thanks hon for finding it.

Don’t blog just to tell everyone you are sick and not blogging. Not even if you are really really icky. And coughing. And hacking. And your throat hurts. And you are tired. And can’t breathe properly. And just want to be home in bed under the doona. Sort of like I am today.

First I lose my phone.

Now not a single one of my email accounts is working.

What’s happening? Is it John Howard still trying to drag me back in time, to the dim dark ages pre 1996? Have I offended the gods of the net?

This lack of contactability (yes, it is a word; because I say it is) is giving me the shakes.

Okay, jokes over.

Whoever has my mobile give it back. I will face the other way for ten seconds and when I turn back I expect to see it on the desk.

Woo Hoo! From news.com.au

The world’s most famous time traveller is about to turn 40 and, to celebrate, he has been given another berth on television.
The ABC will return Dr Who to television screens in prime time next month in recognition of the long-running program’s 40th anniversary.

Dr Who made its debut in November 1963 and was last on air in Australia on the ABC in March 1994.

From September 15, the ABC will screen the science fiction series from Monday to Thursday at 6pm, starting with episode one, The Unearthly Child, starring William Hartnell as the Gallifreyan Time Lord.

The ABC said it planned to screen all 700 episodes.