Things That Do Not Float My Boat

1. People who use social mediums (primarily Facebook) to clog up my newsfeed with their bitching and moaning about their first world problems. In particular, the recent furore on the Lust Have It page bemoaning the shittiness of the "VIP" membership because it doesn't kiss their arse and make them coffee. Really. You pay less than $15/month and expect a fucking diamond ring on a silver platter? I suggest you stop your repetitious whingeing, get on with your life (although the jury's out on whether you indeed have one, given the inordinate amount of time you spend writing whiny essays on FB) and thank the gods that you HAVE $15/month to spend on unnecessary beauty products instead of, say, I don't know, LIVING IN A CARDBOARD BOX ON THE STREET. Or worse, having THIRD WORLD problems.

Neglect

My bloggy inspiration seems to have waned a little so I have been neglecting my ranting on this medium but never fear- I am back!

So much shit has gone down (or is it up?) in the past week and I am loathe to go into it in detail so I shall just be cryptic and say "the end is the beginning is the end". Never thought I'd be quoting Billy Corgan, but if this past week has taught me anything, it's that life can throw you a curve ball at any moment!! But you gotta just keep on going. And drinking. And going.

That's it for now- have heaps of stuff to review/bitch and lament about but for now I think I'll just have a beer and a donut :)

Happy Bogans Everywhere!

So, my mate Daniel and I went to the 1st Semi-final last night at the MCG. I used my Weagles membership card to buy two Platinum (read: schmancy) seats on level 2 so we were thankfully seated with other West Coast fans and members. Ordinarily I don't mind sitting next to the enemy, but it just so happens that last night's enemy i.e. Collingwood, are the most feral, bogan, toothless, aggressive group of footy fans I have ever encountered. Case in point: my boss is a mad Pies supporter and once dared to applaud a particularly good goal by the opposition team; he was rewarded for his good sportsmanship with a beer bottle in the back of the head. Yep. FERAL.

Hair: Yeah, Yeah!

I've lately formed a habit of plaiting my hair after I wash it. I wait until it's almost completely dry and form a plait starting as high up my head as possible. This is how my hair looks when I take it out the next day:

Today's Haul

Priceline are celebrating 30 Days of Fashion and Beauty during the month of September by sending a mobile beauty van around various east coast cities to give free makeovers, beauty tips and raise money for some very worthy causes (Heart Disease, Cervical Cancer, Alzheimer's). It doesn't hurt that they're also giving away goodie bags - all you have to do is drop a donation into the charity box.

Shopaholics Anonymous

I had a particularly good week selling stuff on eBay so of course I had to reward myself by going on an online shopping frenzy...

Review: Twilight Breaking Dawn Part I

Laugh at me if you will, but I get sucked into watching trashy stuff like this and by golly, are we are at the peak of tween trash. I will get around to reviewing the first three films at some point but for now here's a quick intro to the world of Twilight: