July 2010
1 post
done.
This Tumblr. I’m done with it.
Partly because I’m in a funk and don’t want to disappear down a rabbit hole of negative blogging, and this here only encourages that.
Partly because life isn’t about dividing up my negative and positive experiences or thoughts, it’s about embracing all of that together.
If you so please, you can follow the 360 degree gambit of my...
June 2010
2 posts
May 2010
4 posts
In most places in the world at sundown, you have to worry about hitting a deer or kangaroo with your car.
In New York at sundown, you have to worry about being hit by a dinner delivery guy on a bike as you cross the street.
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April 2010
2 posts
“Who’s Rosa Parks?”
– I seriously overheard someone say this in my office today. And then sit and patiently listen with “first time I’ve heard this” indifference as it was explained.
This country… Sometimes…
March 2010
5 posts
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In sickness and in health
Dear America,
Congratulations in taking a step towards delivering a standard of health care to your citizens that is, even still, below the bare minimum in the rest of the developed world.
I know you’re celebrating that the bill was passed but you all should take a minute to be ashamed this happened so late. To the rest of the world, this will only point out the deficiencies in the system...
February 2010
12 posts
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doing it for themselves
I get alot of grief from my male friends about how unresponsive I am to chivalry. My immediate reaction when someone tries to carry my bag or buy me a drink is “No, I can do it myself thank you very much”.
Until now I had put it down to my feminist upbringing or some repressed experience of When Gentlemen Go Wrong, but today I figured it out with 2 incidents.
Firstly, I went to buy...
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Just now.
I was walking up 2nd Ave after dinner with my ladies. Full disclosure: it’s late in the evening and I’ve had a couple of glasses of wine. Side note, I had just bought a Sunday Times to read in the morning (this is inconsequential to the story, I’m just really happy with the decision).
It is bracingly cold out and I’m walking determinedly, hunched over with my...
A few weeks ago some Canadian friends and I were having an argument about whether Anna Paquin is from New Zealand or Canada (clearly from New Zealand). We’ve been debating ever since.
This weekend we had the same argument over Dale Begg-Smith except the argument was me telling the Canadians they could have him, and them telling me that the Australians could claim him all we want.
He just...
“There are so many characteristically New York things that were just difficult —...”
– jennabee’s fairly accurate portrayl of (some of) New York (via lizlemon)
I love this city, I honestly love it.
But I can see how it can get you down.
Just now I hit my head on the towel rack while sitting on the toilet. The pain was only exacerbated by the fact that my bathroom is so fucking...
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theotherjen:
If I see one more jewelry commercial I’m going to burn down one of those tacky ass Jared’s Gallerias.
Seriously
this is the funniest thing to happen on the... →
I'm offended on behalf of Martin Sheen that...
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Am I missing a trick here?
You spend $2.8million putting an ad in the Superbowl.
Don’t you think for a hot minute about the fact that most people are watching the Superbowl in a bar or at a house party?
And that, save for some advertising dorks, most people don’t sit silently through the commercials but make bets about picks and downs and who’s going to get engaged to Kim...
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The QANTAS international call center is in New Zealand. They were surprised I could differentiate the accent.
I ended up talking to the woman about how beautiful Auckland is while my ticket processed.
For an iconic Australian brand, this is an epic branding fail.
January 2010
15 posts
I just had to rip off a band-aid I’ve been putting off for a while and RSVP in the negative to two of my friends’ weddings back home.
It makes me really sad to be missing such momentous days in their lives and writing those two emails just broke my little heart.
Again, why can’t New York be where New Zealand is?
Walk On By - Dionne Warwick
This is pretty much...
I may have drunk Tweet-stalked the musical artist Sia last night.
What has become of me?
She said public crying is part of the code of the... →
lizlemon:
(via meredithnyc)
This post is dedicated to everyone who has ever walked down the streets of New York sobbing. Internet high five!
Oh yeah, have I been there! This article isn’t particularly awesome but the sentiment is perfect.
“Did you just say “fortnightly”? That’s the first time...”
– My workmate G
How has it taken me 16 months to work out they don’t use the word fortnight here?
I got chills, they're multiplying
My Mum likes to say: If white people started off in Australia, when they discovered the US and Europe they’d never have dreamed anyone would actually live in an area that cold.
So true today.
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Never miss your water til you're dry
When people ask me what I’m doing this weekend I’m just telling them “moisturising”
The xx
I’ve just been informed that a second of my ex boyfriends is moving to this star-spangled country.
You guys, I only have 4 ex boyfriends and now half of them are going to be eating pumpkin pie with me by Thanksgiving.
Lord, I’m like some Pied Piper of Awkward over here.
This is getting weird, right?
As much as I love Christmas (and I do), I really don’t like seeing Christmas decorations pretty much any time after December 25 and definitely not in January.
(Empire State lights I’m looking at you)
It’s too much like desperately holding onto a bygone era of hope and happiness because it was the only good thing in your life.
A bit like how David Plouffe is still emailing me.
You know those girls who have perfectly effortless tumbling curls? Like hair you only see on red carpets or in Victoria Secret catalogues?
Well those girls are everywhere in NYC.
Except those curls aren’t effortless. They are structured to tousled precision. Which means on this icy Arctic morning she got up at 5am to hot iron her hair into covetable tendrils.
And I huddled in bed until...
I’m back in NY and, don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t be happier.
But leaving home has broken my heart all over again.
December 2009
6 posts
Down
On the plane home I decided to watch Up because I’m the last human on the Earth not to have seen it.
10 minutes in, I was crying so uncontrollably I had to turn it off.
That shit needs a warning.
Of all the annoying “Oh, you’re from Australia!” jokes, any that reference convicts are the WORST.
So stoppit.
I’ve stopped even pretending to humour them.
You know who I hate?
Sober people who enjoy talking about how drunk you are.
I think they’re related to the guys that come up to you in bars and say “Heyyyy, why aren’t you smiling? You should be smiling and dancing more!”
November 2009
9 posts
Pakistani cricket player has liposuction and can't... →
bwahahahahaha!
Cricket players are fat