tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287639452012-01-30T08:09:35.590+11:00Of Unexpected Interestgeschmaknoreply@blogger.comBlogger1681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-20929815554758192212010-02-15T17:23:00.003+11:002010-02-15T17:32:23.692+11:00geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-48244841431384296062009-10-19T23:06:00.004+11:002009-10-19T23:07:49.678+11:00so I have a new blog now...
about food!
http://geschmak.blogspot.comgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-52153424181630040332008-12-01T21:07:00.002+11:002008-12-01T21:27:50.929+11:00ArambolPart III just have to get this off my chest.Last night we met a homeopathic healer, self named Krishna. He is from Germany and in his 60s. Chaitra really loves Krishna and fully believes in him. She said that Krishna has really helped to heal her - and when you speak with Chaitra you tend to believe every word she says (in an oracle like manner).So Krishna told me and Sian that our Chakrasgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-6447146498660848052008-11-25T17:40:00.003+11:002008-11-25T17:56:07.475+11:00Arambol. part IYou'll love this. We spent our first night in Arambol in a little shack away from the beach. I was having a little problem with blisters on my feet (i need you all to know i am harbouring much hate towards the Birkenstock man in Glenhuntly road, who - it seems - has managed to injure my feet permanently. Every time i walk i feel my blood boil and imagine how the negligence case geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-15927242028606464142008-11-21T17:29:00.005+11:002008-11-25T17:40:33.284+11:00A Post with No NameMEL - DBXSo sian and i are sitting waiting at gate 11, when we notice that the flight is Dubai via Singapore. which totally freaked me out as little Tobin at flight centre led me to believe that it was a direct flight.anyhoo, our flight to singapore was fine. There were a few funny little incidents. including the one where our female flight attendant slid her finger across her geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-8498418881246034492008-11-19T16:18:00.001+11:002008-11-19T16:20:14.599+11:00so, about to leave.check vege meals.check ipod.check copious amounts of hand sanitizer.on the issue of sanitizer, check sanity. yep, still here.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-10719937375648149012008-11-16T13:31:00.002+11:002008-11-16T13:31:35.140+11:00oh yes.it's back.i love you porgy.and yes they are taking me.back to india.stay tuned.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-30733444125420271582008-04-28T19:27:00.011+10:002008-04-29T12:30:01.957+10:00So aside from getting sympathy, this blog post is an account of my Saturday Night Fever.Saturday night was still Passover and my family were invited to our old family friends. I very much wanted to go, but...18:00 raise head in a Meer cat style and wonder where I am. 18:01 realise that I am not a raw salmon in need of scaling and distinguish that thought as being a dream.18:02 blow my nose18:03 geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-9418948285397081522008-01-29T16:25:00.000+11:002008-01-29T17:06:55.244+11:00I have a long awaited, much anticipated rant.So i was at work the other day (surprise!) and all i had to keep my attention was a Cosmo magazine (Gisele on the cover). Now i usually only look at pictures in magazines, but a particular article caught my attention. It was written by Hamish Blake (radio dj person w/ fran fine nasally voice). The title was something along the lines of "what men talk geschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-65317985610332131042007-11-30T22:18:00.000+11:002007-11-30T22:27:51.633+11:00Justin Timberlake.Sublimely Brilliant.No seriously - the best concert I have ever been to.Let me describe you the night.So we had champagne. However, I had of course taken the time to carefully choose my outfit. You see, i had to look casual enough to fit into a concert type atmosphere but i had to look good enough so that if Justin noticed me I would at least be dressed for the occasion - in geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-62157208403191082012007-10-28T11:34:00.000+11:002007-10-28T12:12:53.938+11:00Blogging.So i forgot that i had an opinion for like 3.5 seconds and that i enjoyed decanting those opinions to the world.I reckon it's time i got back on the blog-pony.You know, it's been a while since the "lack of single and lovely available boys" rant has happened and i think it's time for consider:So everyone I know, who used to be single, appears to have gotten themselves wound up in a geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-43752673851950931702007-10-26T11:28:00.000+10:002007-10-26T11:37:58.376+10:00I have begun to write a blog post so many times over the past weeks and i have finally decided that i am significantly outraged enough to do so.I just watched episode 6 of America's Next Top Model. Now no matter how sad I sound right now, i am going to plow on. I have watched those girls since they came and have seen them. I am SURE i have more of a sense of their personalities than bloody Tyra geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-35988334204836094882007-09-16T14:46:00.000+10:002007-09-17T09:46:18.653+10:00I think it is time for a review of the pop music industry.FOCUS:Kanye West Britney/RihannaEurope cf. USA Kanye Kanye KanyeNow i am about to make some MAJOR generalisations, so bear with me.Kanye's album Graduation [2007] is quite an interesting listen. It's totally angsty, unhappy, misogynistic and i dare say racist.Kanye has a HUGE chip on his shoulder, bigger than Smiths Chips that the alien geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-87104146688363924932007-08-04T16:18:00.000+10:002007-08-04T16:28:17.028+10:00STUFFI hate stuff. stuff EVERYWHERE. stuff in people's houses that no one knows what to do with. stuff that doesn't have a place. STUFF. it's horrible. it makes me feel claustrophobic. I feel like i am going to drown is useless junk like Jennifer Connely (spelling?) when she meets the bag lady in the Labyrinth. Honestly, stuff is what nightmares are made of. I figure the less stuff you have the geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-75885155686320967882007-08-03T10:22:00.000+10:002007-08-03T12:02:13.380+10:00Im-moot-alitydefinition: a fate unimaginable whereby one would have to prepare law moots from here unto eternity.I have been a tad busy since July 10th. I was living out of home for a month, recently moved back, started working more than usual and had to participate in a law moot.Law moots are interesting things, and there is just so much to say about them. I think I'll dot point them: Nechama's geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-78513222275463653132007-07-10T12:32:00.000+10:002007-07-11T12:39:34.309+10:00Okay i think i have been watching way too much Sex and the City, BUT i want to consider a concept.So Carrie always talks about relationships, and how men and women don't really want relationships but they want sex, and then if the sex is good/there is chemistry etc, then they want to relationship.BUT ONE THING CARRIE FAILED TO MENTION was the situation where you have the relationship without the geschmaknoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-69725745873876670352007-07-03T20:56:00.000+10:002007-07-03T21:15:42.020+10:00Okay so i guess i should keep the blog up - I've been pretty crap lately at writing. Not sure why. But here's the deal. Is anyone else mad at the pop culture/religious movements for making them think that their life has purpose/goals/correct paths? BECAUSE I AM. I mean think about the PRESSURE, the sheer weight of having to know constantly, or be aware of the what you are doing and how it will geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-66746537678808565542007-06-29T14:29:00.001+10:002007-06-29T16:00:45.951+10:00The facebook addiction was killing me and i have decided to take action. as of 14:11 today i have stopped logging on to facebook. The test is to see how long i can go without checking it. And i promise i won't cheat. And ill have to check it before July 14th because i think i have an event. My personal bet is like 3 days, maximum. So that's what i am trying to beat.On the upside, i can substitutegeschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-82906847093291784422007-06-28T09:43:00.000+10:002007-06-28T09:54:35.658+10:00hurrah for house-sitting. that is happening today.. for a month.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-11633738541801965282007-06-22T11:22:00.000+10:002007-06-22T11:36:08.035+10:00The worst thing has been happening. i have been suddenly consumed by an "internet mind". You know you are being consumed when:you start wanted to write as you MSN nicname "[your normal nic] - even though it says online i am actually not there" (sad, but true. i had to stop myself.)you start wanting to give people actual insight into your personal life through facebook stati. no seriously - i findgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-21392792108695926582007-06-20T17:49:00.000+10:002007-06-20T17:55:23.341+10:00SO. Shorham. NOT HORSHAM, for those of you who are confused. PENINSULA, not INLAND.I'm here with Da Shvester (CLICK HERE TO SEE HER BLOG). We have been doing nothing all week (okay so the last two days). I FINISHED EXAMS!! (yay, cheers and clapping). So now i have nothing to do, which is quite excellent. I can sit back for the first time since i arrived back in melbourne from Miami. that seems geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-75694139211294197582007-06-15T10:53:00.000+10:002007-06-15T10:56:21.710+10:00"Mr Joshua Shalom Sperling says:oh, i would be sympathetic but ur doing law" good point.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-70526970841106166112007-06-14T12:25:00.000+10:002007-06-14T12:28:43.866+10:00MY MOTHER JUST TOLD ME THAT MY BLOG POST WILL BE CORNY. WELL. We'LL just see about that. QUESTION: WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF NECHAMA'S LIFE? ANSWER: TO DEAL WITH PAPER JAMS. QUESTION: HOW DID NECHAMA LEARN TO BE ANNOYING? ANSWER:NECHAMA WAS SOCIALISED BY THE PRINTER. PAPER JAMS ARE ANNOYING AND GIVE A PURPOSE FOR PEOPLE TO LIVE. THEREFORE NECHAMA IS ANNOYING AND HER PURPOSE IS TO FIX PAPER JAMS. geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-38543155456320070832007-06-12T08:35:00.000+10:002007-06-12T17:58:54.448+10:00OKAY toooo funny.SO i did like 3 practise crim exams yesterday, and went to sleep rather fitfully.And this is what i dreamt:(setting the scene - it was like my dictation of what was going on became written down in a practise exam)QUESTION ONE:Nechama Zwier was very young when she developed a crush on X Y (X Y is a person that most of you know - one of those random people that pop into your dream geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-81254677514043510792007-06-11T14:00:00.000+10:002007-06-11T15:12:06.187+10:00there used to be a time where i'd write a short post with one thought. the thought would be sweet and simple.Clearly that is no longer the case.ps. i havent seen the light of day or night in a while...geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-31345340112056039852007-06-04T18:39:00.000+10:002007-06-04T19:12:01.963+10:00So on Sunday i went and helped a friend to pack up his house... because he was moving.My disclaimer is that i admittedly didn't help that much - minimal shleppage.In anycase, what i found remarkable were a couple of things:1. my friend had specified a time - come from two till four and i'll provide a feed - was the message. So i was running late and had some issues with glasses (youknow) and carsgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-61561343645510798782007-06-03T13:35:00.000+10:002007-06-03T14:17:44.477+10:00Getting BEYONCE'D and the Drama of the Glasses. So, last night in a fit of rebellion i agreed to go to the city with some friends, to a launch party for "Is Not Magazine". I'm actually not sure how that is spelt or whatever. But basically it's a poster magazine.. posted on walls etc.. in the city.. as i understand it. But i could be totally wrong. Anyways, 80's was clearly the theme and truly i geschmaknoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-14764337799416764392007-05-30T17:51:00.001+10:002007-05-30T19:25:18.563+10:00It's bloody the second time in 2 days that i have badly angled my neck, "twisted" they call it. and it's BLOODY PAINFUL. AND to top it all off, my Miro post wasn't going as expected. ANNOYING. so i decided to SCRAP IT. suffice it to say that i love Miro. I will always remember when i saw pictures in year 11 and was like "pfft, anyone can do that shit" and then being BLOWN AWAY when i saw the realgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-28663659039937810852007-05-26T09:16:00.000+10:002007-05-26T09:17:14.014+10:00A VERY MERRY 1st BIRTHDAY TO MY BLOG.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-7701861677085599572007-05-25T15:38:00.000+10:002007-05-28T15:42:19.529+10:00Well. i feel like the calm that came after the storm (that never ended).So i know it seems a little bit abrupt but i am in Brisbane.. doing some work, makin some $$$. All is essentially well. Do you guys know that is only take 1:45mins to fly to Bris? Me neither, i thought it was like 3 hours..In anycase, my condition of going was that i would stay mostly in the hotel room with the young bubba geschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-88814136257657113122007-05-23T21:24:00.000+10:002007-05-23T21:34:26.216+10:00OKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKIAMGOINGNUTS.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-69828372442895544372007-05-22T16:56:00.000+10:002007-05-22T16:58:35.108+10:00It's my BLOG'S 1st BIRTHDAY on the 26th of this month... that's in 4 days.It's expecting presents.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-15905464234186917622007-05-21T16:06:00.000+10:002007-05-21T22:29:47.030+10:00I haven't really talked about law in a while and I think Jade will agree that it's time for a post in that vein.I've just got to say that i feel totally inadequate around the law building, in my classes, in the lectures.. hell just walking through the place. I am not sure if it's my own projection of intellectual insecurity or if other law students really are that infuriating. I mean the geschmaknoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-32055173749194386622007-05-20T10:29:00.000+10:002007-05-20T15:53:02.680+10:00I had such odd dreams last night - each dream was connected by the same subject matter and place, but the stories were not the same. It was like a comic strip or a sequel. And each time the characters would say the same sort of things, but it would be different.. And just a quick part of the dream - I stole this guys diary, and just when i was getting to the juicy bits (because the diary was a geschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-25877784199252414802007-05-18T15:25:00.001+10:002007-05-18T16:56:28.972+10:00Okay let's talk Crush-Attacks. This is my newly invented ailment. A crush-attack is analogous to a panic-attack. Imagine meandering along, minding your on business when BOOM suddenly your heart is skipping beats. your breathing becomes irregular. Adrenaline has started pumping through your system and you cannot see straight. And it's all because some guy/gal has walked before you and you are geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-67493925375982676792007-05-17T13:01:00.000+10:002008-12-10T20:20:40.669+11:00geschmaknoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-48345411364140302782007-05-15T19:05:00.000+10:002007-05-15T19:10:57.428+10:00Word of the day: GraceAilment of the day: HungerWhine of the day: ColdParanoia of the day: The usualHighlight of the day: Spitting rice out of my mouth in an attempt to mock someoneLesson of the day: KarmaPoint of the day: Getting to tomorrowgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-19078506799710049632007-05-14T10:29:00.000+10:002008-12-10T20:20:40.863+11:00 Paris Hilton Autopsy? Um.Does any one else think that Paris is defiling the connotations of her own name? I am a big advocate for Paris the country (okay city, I'm not editing it out), but these days when you say Paris people are definitely thinking of her porn video, or her simple life show, or her flair for idiocy, or something about wasting taxpayers money in jail...AND NOW We had the belovedgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-87681030896846889602007-05-11T17:52:00.000+10:002008-12-10T20:20:42.179+11:00How is that for vain?geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-23082321311243761692007-05-09T17:30:00.000+10:002007-05-10T16:15:55.906+10:00A young man sent this as a text-message to me (I won't say why... because the story is too long and boring) BUT i can tell you girls that he is a good lookin' Jewish guy without many problems. He was a jock type character in school and he don't got cooties. He had this to say:"Not skinny. Not fat.. But healthy girls.. Me personally, i love voluptuous girls. Skinny girls suck! Ps. most guys i knowgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-91522593875045172062007-05-08T09:03:00.000+10:002007-05-08T09:10:45.675+10:00Oh my god it's one of those mornings where you wake up and your muscles feel like they just cannot move - paralytic - until you actually do move them and then you wonder exactly how you moved them in the first place. gosh.and now i have a moby remix playing which is pretty hardcore and trancy... it seems to be going unexpectedly this morning.. i also heard morcheeba on my shuffle.. the day is geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-2253596994731159932007-05-04T14:16:00.000+10:002007-05-04T14:56:12.383+10:00ROAD. Rage.We have all had it. I will not even regard someone who claims innocence on this topic. Do you know those times where you REALLY need to be somewhere and therefore (well determinism again) everything goes wrong so that just the opposite happens? Well that's what happened last night when Sarah and I were trying to get to Carlton to grab some dinner with some friends before we were seeinggeschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-71378122128203781682007-05-01T22:37:00.000+10:002007-05-01T22:39:52.858+10:00Growing pains.I think I’m experiencing growing pains. Those are the pains you feel as a result of growing up. At this point it’s not exactly physical, but more of a mental growing up that results in mental anguish and possibly physical pain.It’s not a matter of learning to walk, or growing bigger, or finding a voice. I think this growing-pain is not about gaining, but rather letting go. I think geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-9192237790310261022007-04-29T12:22:00.000+10:002007-04-29T12:42:48.293+10:00Sarah came over a couple of days ago, TOTALLY elated. She told me that she had just had a lecture with this fantastic children's illustrator/artist Shaun Tan. She presented me with a gift - a book of his - "The Red Tree". It's amazing. I looked him up on the net, and even his website is unbelievable! totheTan-site. My sister then told me that she had studied The Red Tree in school last year (yr 9geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-31503881342473598292007-04-26T21:32:00.000+10:002007-04-29T12:43:10.642+10:00I made a picture. yay. Now you can tell the lengths i will go to in order to procrastinate!! fun, ey?OH and i made curried cauliflower.. amazing!! i should be commended.. It's also definitely possible that i am a nutcase.. OH and i downloaded Moby's greatest hits - i give 4 stars. Then I downloaded Cassius - 3 albums: Au Reve, 1999 and 15 Again... Cassius is my HERO im telling you guys. I LOVE geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-36632158617067429762007-04-23T20:12:00.000+10:002007-04-23T20:43:24.446+10:00Okay so.Let's talk about relationships... I want to talk about a concept i have just named "dare towant".You know the sayings: "A watched pot never boils" and "Don't cross a bridge before you come to it" etc. There are a MILLION proverbs that talk about not thinking about the future etc. Explanation: don't dare want something, because probably you don't deserve it, and if you do then you still geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-68322046500570986472007-04-21T12:51:00.000+10:002007-04-21T12:55:58.810+10:00Okay so next film clip - I've been slightly obsessed with this brazilian group for a while.. this song especially. It's a little nuts. Let me know what you think... Not much else to report really..Went to see a terrible comedy festival thing last night - burlesque idol. I DO NOT recommend it... Yeh there was ass and boob, but that is about it.. and a really fuzzy.. male g-string. *shudder*Bonde geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-79808314327785891792007-04-17T11:56:00.000+10:002007-04-17T11:58:42.863+10:00I just thought of THE FUNNIEST joke for a torts lecturer. I seriously was mentally slapping my thigh in the shower - hilarious: What do you call a Lecturer in Torts? A Torturer!! ahahahaha! (maybe not so funny, but it's hysterical in my head)geschmaknoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-44317302254734576472007-04-15T13:53:00.000+10:002007-04-15T13:57:47.978+10:00I don't know what, but when it was over,I said to myself, "is that all there is to a circus? Is that all there is, is that all there isIf that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancingLet's break out the booze and have a ballIf that's all there is i recommend the Best of Peggy Lee - it's a great life album... just keep dancing my friends.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-46652170931361805862007-04-14T14:08:00.000+10:002007-04-14T14:18:04.671+10:00BLOGALICIOUS but, uh, I ain't blogmiscuous and if you were suspicious, aw that shit is fictious. I write business that leave you fans like "What! What!" and you be lining down the cyberblock just to watch what i blog. Blogalicious.Okay so i tributed to Fergie, but who can blame me?but im SO BORED i'm like almost having a stroke out of interest.argh.. can i get some comments on the music video geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-55770593103248730352007-04-13T10:54:00.000+10:002007-04-19T19:07:07.548+10:00I was flipping through this great site for video film clips (a slight obsession of mine) and i found this old song. Not only did I used to love this song, but i loved the film clip.. so it's my film clip of the week.. a new weekly thing im starting (b/c i LOVE film clips.. total gateway to pop-culture)geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-70952818745800591252007-04-11T12:04:00.000+10:002007-04-11T16:13:31.897+10:00my room is a god-awful mess. it's truly horrendous... OKAY TOTAL problems arising. Contracts. can someone PUH-LEASE tell me about the moral aspect.. because MY BOOK told me that MORALITY DOESn'T COME INTO IT.BUT CONSIDER THIS: Q has a mistress. Q also has a child. Q wants R to deflower his child (child is 13 and R is 45 white male who lives with his mother). So, Q promises R that R can have full geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-86478918277589707122007-04-08T21:57:00.000+10:002008-12-10T20:20:43.233+11:00This is Sarah, Alana and I doing versions of "The Birth of Venus" with the purple tablecloth.. (we went to the mornington peninsula on friday.. lovely day) I realise that Botticelli actually does the tablecloth thing with hair.. and not cloth.. but it sort of seems.. reminiscent.. Anyways. I went out last night. And it was FUN. I do have to add though that i find small talk VERY difficult. I geschmaknoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-78801777071208030932007-04-06T23:25:00.000+10:002007-04-06T23:47:50.172+10:00ahh tried to upload pics.. bad night.. too tired.. didnt work... neeed sleep.... night'geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-51031811444170074032007-04-04T17:38:00.000+10:002008-12-10T20:20:43.392+11:00Okay so. (famous always words)I have downloaded Gwen Stafani's new album. WHAT A DISAPPOINTMENT. seriously.. i's like a try-hard-madonna-come-random montage of sounds and pop culture references which makes no sense. It's like her whole Alice in Wonderland theme only she got it wrong. Her first album was great because it was new and original. The follow-up is like trying to write a sequel to Alicegeschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-314310974845930642007-04-02T09:27:00.000+10:002007-04-02T10:38:50.892+10:00guess where I am? You got it, in the LIBRARY (yay!). So i got up at 07.45 in order to leave to be at uni for 09:00. I then convinced myself that i did not need to go to my Contracts lecture because i had no lift home and it is Pesach tonight and i would get home too late and exhausted. So now i actually don't even have a class. I am only here to complete ACTUAL WORK in the silence of the geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-34896488705418272862007-04-01T13:02:00.000+10:002007-04-01T13:09:34.942+10:00I HATE LAW STUDENTS. Did you know that you are going to fail your exam because:everyone is better than youyou haven't done enough work you're not what they are looking for someone has to fail. it will be you everyone else has studied 150% more than you you might just pass.. but you won't do well you studied the wrong thing you might be smart, but everyone is smart. you are the dumb smart person geschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-31096206355713767542007-03-26T11:10:00.000+10:002007-03-26T11:18:09.101+10:00scene: Law Librarydoing: nothing.. writing a blog post when i am clearly meant to be working on contractswhy: because im bored and stingy - don't want to pay for print-outs and i forgot my contracts book and they have all been taken out on loan... (stupid reserve)plans: to go back to reserve and check it out..good deed: i told some law students in the line infront of me that they needn't look up geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-29426309038535601912007-03-23T01:17:00.000+11:002007-03-23T01:21:26.228+11:00it's very dark in my room.. and late.. and i need to sleep. But i felt the need to write, even if i didn't say anything of actual sense-making.At the moment i am really enjoying the clickety click tlick of if the keyboard.. it makes me feel important. Somehow i think i am going to regret this post in the morning...I dont really have much to say now that i think of it. Pesach is coming and I am geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-90664120854932625882007-03-19T22:46:00.000+11:002008-12-10T20:20:43.442+11:00Im sitting in my room smoking a beedie and i have to say one thing:and this is not one of those pining hippie moments.. just wistfulnes.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-21635947030061311072007-03-18T11:40:00.000+11:002007-03-18T12:07:41.984+11:00i have some more contemptuous issues to discuss. This is one of the limited boy. I seem to have grown up in a community of "Limited Boys". No, I'm serious. All the guys in this community think that if you speak to them then you are interested in something more than friendship.It is TOTALLY normal to speak so someone in the hopes of an interesting conversation.please do NOT tell me that everyone geschmaknoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-50728305662107273932007-03-15T12:58:00.000+11:002008-12-10T20:20:43.621+11:00Im in a really sluggish mood today. I know have to do work but i just can't be assed. and it's really bad because i know that everyone else (in my course, which is the only reason i have to work if we are looking at this with a comparative framework) is probably working. I have also begun refusing to answer questions for which a sweet is being proferred. My lecturer awards fantales to students geschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-90109873469688350202007-03-14T10:14:00.000+11:002007-03-14T10:16:47.284+11:00this post totally doesnt mean you shouldnt read the one below, but i think SOMEONE commented on my May 2006 Britney Support Group post. recently.. that's pretty exciting. content wise.. I HATE ANONYMOUS POSTINGS BTW.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-37739272610640548532007-03-13T20:18:00.000+11:002007-03-13T20:23:31.680+11:00Beef with Cinders. The time is 12am and I feel like Cinderella. I am home on the dot and I didn’t even lose my shoe.The lost shoe can be thought of as a symbol. I’m sure you understand that Cinderella lost her shoe, which was a way for her to be still connected with the world. Cinders wasn’t just another pretty face that vanished into a singular void, regalia in tact.But I have a couple of geschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-773526891897766502007-03-10T11:46:00.000+11:002007-03-10T12:04:47.576+11:00Okay i got it wrong, the guy I thought was attractive in the court room was actually another lawyer. this is promising because:a) I'm not attracted to law breakers (okay well ONE law breaker in this case who actually looks like Benjamin Bratt which I'm sure you will remember as Bullocks love interest in Miss Congeniality (okay so B.Bratt is v. cute but this guy looks a little.. hard)b) I am geschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-39114386091100049342007-03-09T11:08:00.000+11:002007-03-09T12:01:36.153+11:00CAN I JUST ADD that the other day some SILLY BOY (accidently) performed BATTERY on me. (we shall call it RECKLESSNESS). In the lecture theatre: he thwacked his desk into my head as I was leaning down to get my pen from the floor. I STILL HAVE A BRUISE and it is killing ME. (is my blog going to become a Blog of Complaints?) (one should hope not) (okay this means i should say something positive). Igeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-18269217133477083512007-03-08T16:25:00.000+11:002007-03-08T16:43:56.776+11:00Let's talk about mixing law with things that are interesting. I went to court today... for uni... yay. NOT. (oh i love not-jokes now) (not!).You see i feel the oppression of an old taboo that makes me think that i can't mix law and fun. But in my head they are mixed, and therefore i figure this taboo must be culturally bred. So i am revolting.Now to the admission:i thought the defendant in court geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-40616820663216682802007-03-04T23:26:00.000+11:002007-03-04T23:28:59.277+11:00So i'm sitting here on a sunday night feeling very excited. mainly because sarah and I made a pact that we would "live" when we got back to melbourne - none of this "im too tired shit" AND SO FAR SO GOOD. on that note, i'm a little too tired to be writing a post but i feel i must be loyal to the blog. NEWS FLASH: soon pictures from the trip will be posted.. well all the good ones.. okay bye. psgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-25701328512405563212007-03-02T14:59:00.000+11:002007-03-02T17:04:54.164+11:00OH BOY - creating a "look" for one's blog is A NIGHTMARE.Luckily i have decided that i don't CARE what anyone else thinks.. i like it..Umm yes. Now i haven't done a of reading for uni - not even a SKERRICK! brilliant i think.What else? Nothing really at all... I have no funny stories because my brain has yet to retain information. I think jet lag has had a profound and somewhat daunting effect ongeschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-75803994309542108152007-03-02T12:22:00.000+11:002007-03-02T12:24:00.457+11:00Okay i have decided that because i am home i need a NEW blog theme.. what do people think?? it's simple i think, and a little interesting.. is it easy to read?? well.. okay.. feedback is good (my new comments link is titled "reality checks" so just click on that.. and past-drama are past posts...)geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-14561026055651121042007-02-25T16:07:00.000+11:002007-02-25T16:28:23.951+11:00So i should elaborate. I arrived home to SURPRISE everyone on friday. I am slightly jetlagged but really happy to be home. Dahl's picked me up from the airport. I managed to surprise and shock everyone of my family members.. it was hilARious. Now i have to go to university.. AHH. (tomorrow)And yeh... it involves thinking and stuff.. Also i had to buy another bag to i could get all my shopping geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-9770778331111773202007-02-23T17:45:00.000+11:002007-02-23T18:53:49.351+11:00okay guys, I'm back!melbourne is hot...i hate airport luggage conveyer belts..geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-50976464480740159252007-02-18T23:40:00.000+11:002007-02-19T00:03:25.894+11:00I am not going to tell you about my shopping but all i need to let slip is one fact. My house was called by the fraudulent department of my bank because they thought the card had been stolen. because it had been used. a lot. What else is there to report? Well you do the maths, three days in NYC and i have used my cc alot, so think of all the time that took. then add a visit to the statue of geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-23613936218534032262007-02-17T00:21:00.000+11:002007-02-17T00:36:59.097+11:00NYC is very seriously the bomb. I think this place is amazing and people have been VERY FRIENDLY. SHopping is Brilliant. Yesterday was my "let's do touristy things" day. I went to the UN and to the Statue of LIBERTE`. Interestingly i said to Jess that it reminding me of Liberte` by Delacroix (which i HAPPENED TO SEE IN PARIS!!!!!!) and apparently that's kinda exactly the point.. soo woohoo forgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-77306543087677316602007-02-13T07:58:00.001+11:002007-02-13T02:26:47.351+11:00this is post 58 since my trip. that is a fair effort.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-67224752101437053702007-02-12T18:07:00.000+11:002007-02-11T20:03:11.380+11:00I need to write a post. Because i have been slack. I want to talk about how i will be home in around 2 weeks. THAT IS SCARY.I AM GOING TO NYC. which is exciting, we all know. I am shopping and have a wonderful budget to help me in this area.What have I done in the past few days?Okay so i went to yad vashem. I came to a many conclusions and unconclusions.. it's not the time to share them because geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-15485349612310530542007-02-08T08:06:00.000+11:002007-02-08T08:30:53.836+11:00So i got a complaint that i use too many hebrew and yiddish words that people unfamiliar with them cannot understand. This is like the glossary post.Shuk Ha-carmel - Carmel Market, in Tel Aviv.Tu-Bishvat - a Jewish holiday for the trees... it's like about planting trees etc.Chassidic - certain texts (?) related to the torah and god (Judaism). I dont know who wrote them but they dictate certain geschmaknoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-88464691611545199212007-02-04T01:59:00.000+11:002007-02-04T02:09:57.186+11:00It's been a while, right? I am so IMPRESSIONABLE, i keep picking up language from other people... those idiotic idiosyncratic sayings, you know what I mean? SEE TWO THERE.. I'll highlight.. Anyways I am off to J'lem. This is a phrase spawned by jade - so kudos to her...I am volunteering in a soup kitchen... should be fun.. I have also to catch up with many a person - and just be a little bit in geschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-84000229941088726572007-02-01T18:08:00.000+11:002008-12-10T20:20:45.899+11:00Shuk ha'Carmel... LOLLIES. (need i say more) Ein Hod (Artist's Village)Crazy artist who makes beer in Ein Hod..My personal favorite - the crazy tu-bishvat guy...Eastern European guy who was bitter.. and funny. quite attractive, ey. this is me.. th security guard. let us hope israel's security isnt left to people like meme being a picture.. in tsfat.. definitely comparable to delacroix or picasso.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-59628862240689922182007-01-29T18:45:00.000+11:002007-01-29T20:29:47.588+11:00I think only dot-point and slight elaborations are going to help me:SO I left you in Ein Hod. After this wehitched back to haifamet book, who came to meet us.. duh. watched AMERICAN IDOL AND MADE JUDGEMENTS with hostel peoplewent out to a bar to have a drinkwent for a walk to find an adventureaccidentally happened upon a club.. convinced the security guards to let me wear their uniform.Got us geschmaknoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-71684490497384144882007-01-29T03:35:00.000+11:002007-01-29T05:05:14.103+11:00OH GOD, to be un-connected! Okay that post title has like a double meaning which only I get at the moment. But after some explanation i think that you all will as well. So since my lack of login, i went to HAIFA. yay! What did i do there? Okay so on the first night i met (i was with Loz) some Argentinians who went on Taglit (birthright) who were a little strange. But we cooked and ate and watchedgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-18888096852611403492007-01-23T20:03:00.000+11:002007-01-23T20:13:10.534+11:00WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING?So. Since all of my complaining entries about being sick, i have managed to:Go out to a STUPID party in AshdodGo to Jerusalem, to a concertGo to Efrat for shabbat (west bank) but not before a friday shook experience in JerusalemGo to a Negilah bar in RananaGo and get ridiculously drunk in Tel Aviv and end up at tourist pub (AHH!! nightmares are made)Try to get to Chulon to geschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-66911564043771047242007-01-21T19:26:00.000+11:002007-01-21T19:50:51.588+11:00I'm almost at the 100 post mark... which is exciting, we must all admit. Firstly i must send a SHOUT OUT to Lauren who is a religious reader of my blog and not ONLY that she actually remembers all the stuff i wrote. And also because she is sick and also tired this will hopefully make her feel slightly better (because obviously people just hang out to get a shout-out on my blog, you know?) geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-79377001985113341192007-01-18T04:11:00.000+11:002007-01-18T04:21:52.150+11:00Settled in central Tel-Aviv. What more could a girl ask for? Not much. Im in this apartment on the top floor. It has one sleeping room so i'm kinda lodged between a desk and a heater. It's all good though because it has this amazing greenhouse-turned-living room and at night you have a 180 degree view of all of Tel Aviv. Tomorrow I go to Jerusalem for a concert. I also meet up with good friends geschmaknoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-65463688172689198492007-01-16T21:45:00.000+11:002007-01-16T21:52:43.840+11:00Right, I am very excited. Very excited. There are several reasons of which i won't go into all of them I will tell you the leading reason:I have a bed in an apartment right near Ben Yehuda. FOR FREE!!! (yay, cheers, clapping). This is due to a hospitable young woman who welcomed me in. I feel EXTREMELY fortunate because you know that feeling of drifting? Yeh well i had it... drifting around geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-11457516913270058312007-01-16T06:57:00.000+11:002007-01-16T07:15:29.135+11:00Okay, so.I AM IN "THE" LAND.What have I done so far?Er. Stayed in bed. Spoke to the parentals, which is always nice. Went to the post office to find it closed. Bought an Israeli sim card. Went to the butcher and bought a steak (which i cooked tonight OMG steak is so good.. meat.. good.. steak yum meat steak good.. I have reverted into a pre-cro-magnon... me want meat... i dont even think they geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-40619744911170220932007-01-14T15:42:00.000+11:002007-01-14T15:51:13.802+11:00It is 05:42 in the morning. Not only am I recovering from a cold/flu that kept me inside the hostel for two days in Barcelona, but i have been woken up about eight times by potentially funny but more likely idiotic drunk people. I went to sleep in the hope that i would get at least 7 hours, seeing as I am flying out today to Israel, but alas that hasn't happened. I have reached the four and half geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-32246623539146943202007-01-11T22:15:00.000+11:002007-01-11T22:17:22.119+11:00It's My Birhday and I'll Eat Tapas If I Want to.Okay, Vanity of all Vanity, i am writing a post about the fact that it is my birthday. Today. AHH. 22. Old. Very Old.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-18839240356978631152007-01-08T20:52:00.000+11:002007-01-08T21:06:19.764+11:00Well, Madrid.Okay so admittedly i did go out and party. The first night we went to this Latin music club and then to a Latin Hip.hop club. It was a great night. It was doubly great because i only spent 3 euro. Amazing.As far as the partying goes, i wont really elaborate because i have too many adults who read this (by adults i mean people who will worry about me). Yesterday I was walking down thegeschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-87491680477538066072007-01-06T23:54:00.000+11:002007-01-07T00:02:36.559+11:00Trans-Christmas Q. What do you do when you are in transit in a small town called Irun on the Spanish coast waiting for your train to Madrid?A. Have Spanish Christmas in the street and then follow some person who you don't know on a mission to find cheap food and end up drinking two glasses of wine, eating lots and chancing upon a big party. Well that was irun. It is a random town on the Spanish geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-6356399097238333132007-01-06T03:07:00.000+11:002007-01-06T03:38:52.501+11:00J'ADORE PARISWho was it that said the French are uninviting, unpleasant and unhelpful? Well i am here to ERADICATE that myth. I spent barely 24 hours in Paris and i have to tell you, it's love. Love Love Love.I'll begin by telling you that we arrived in Paris at 21.30 after having been in Geneva for the day and the previous night on an overnight train from Florence. Side issue: GenevaThis city isgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-24377572975988577562007-01-03T05:06:00.000+11:002007-01-03T05:46:11.733+11:00Alright guys. I bet you are wondering what has happened to me? I mean where did the shanti shanti go? I must say, Europe kinda takes it out of you...Right now i am sitting in an Internet cafe in the seedy part of Florence, if you can call any part of Florence seedy. Basically i stumbled one lonely day across this street that smelled like India. I saw stubbly men and dogs running past. You can geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-2889884012740463882007-01-01T21:16:00.000+11:002007-01-01T21:39:33.829+11:00Kissing the Queues and SylvesterOkay so i know that i have a lot to catch up on. Firstly i left you when i was in Rome and i didn't really give you insight into the funny things that have gone one. I can firstly tell you that i look like a turtle with my backpack. No seriously, i look ridiculous. Becky and I get stares at the train stations , we look so funny. Let me tell you a little about ROme.geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-41837936111002519962006-12-29T19:17:00.000+11:002006-12-29T19:52:34.657+11:00Italy. What can I say? not much really. No, that is not true. How can one deny the history, architecture and people who have brought the world so much? Well one cannot. let me tell you first about where we stay. We stay near Termini station (v. near) in a place called Freestyle Hostel which is 15 euro a night (cheap for Italy), has no curfew and is run by a Punjabi man who really likes to party. geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-66339429272437751812006-12-27T04:30:00.000+11:002006-12-27T04:33:27.751+11:00THIS IS A SHORT BLOG POST.We are in ROME. Oh yes, ROME!!!Umm.. i haven't much else to say because i am quite tired but i have had a great day - i ate GELATO with three flavours and it was GOOD. YUM. EXCELLENT.Actually there are a lot of Leary Mcleries here... Seriously, you can't escape them, except in Switzerland because they don't have personalitites or know what women are (no that's unfair, geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-68713680311066680362006-12-23T04:45:00.000+11:002008-12-10T20:20:50.291+11:00I am sure you are all wondering what has happened to me. Well unlike India, Europe is a little more fast paced and I haven't really had much time to think. Well I made it to Brussels after leaving London. Heathrow was MAD i tell you. My flight was not packed and again I had a whole row.Firstly i want to finish the last of my exciting India photos. These are some of the ones that i love - of geschmaknoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-74967670997268623962006-12-16T20:15:00.000+11:002008-12-10T20:20:52.128+11:00Let me explain, I am using jakes Mac and Mac's are better and yet more confusing. I couldn't rotate the the images and i thought maybe i shouldn't put them up because i didn't realise the were unrotated but then i can't be bothered so you can click on them and download them and rotate them yourselves if it's a big problem *breath*. No fullstops.Now the pics are in a weird order - this is only upgeschmaknoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-32019233651721635262006-12-15T09:14:00.000+11:002006-12-15T09:37:20.789+11:00Well I am in London. And it's very strange here. I came out of the airport and went to the underground, i walked down a corridor AND THERE WAS NO ONE. No one. This does NOT happen in India. SO QUIET, no people.im sitting opposite Jake and he has been VERY hospitable and i have been here only one hour.Not sure what's gonna happen with blogging but Jake has wireless.. yeah baby!geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-33184658086602079302006-12-14T14:31:00.000+11:002006-12-14T14:34:19.513+11:00AHH!!I DONT have time to write a post - it's terrible IM RUNNING LATE for my flight.Okay here's the deal, after Anjuna we returned to Bombay. WE LOVE BOMBAY. And i felt right at home. THIS IS A SHIT KEYBOARD.Okay so last night i did a Tequila Promotion for Bollywood and had to wear a HIDEOUS black dress. will talk abut this later but i was driven to the suburbs and was paid rs. 700. YEH NOW I geschmaknoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28763945.post-75373473673301020212006-12-09T17:07:00.000+11:002006-12-09T17:30:53.028+11:00Anjuna.I have been here 5 days and i can honestly say that I don't like Anjuna much. Not Anjuna the place. I think i mean the people. The men here are HARD. They only see you as money. They look at you and don't see the service that they give, but rather the dollar at the end (rupee).It's really disheartening and for that reason i have stopped taking taxis. These men are not Indians. They are geschmaknoreply@blogger.com0