Mospy!

Went and got my hair cut yesterday (at Just Cuts. Pay for what you get :p) and dyed it this morning (Ultra Violet Red)

What you can’t see in that photo (aside from all of my awesome new Threadless tee) is the bit at the back that’s … well a bit too long for the rest. Rish is still unsure whether he just needs to get used to it, or if he needs to trip my mullet-like tail :p The girl cutting it tapered the end rather than cutting it straight along the bottom, so it’s a little “different” looking with the layers. Oh well, only hair!

(ps – Happy Desexing Month! Do your bit and get Ms Moggy desexed)

Evactuation? But it’s my day off!

All I wanted to do was to get a cheap hair cut from Just Cuts, so went on down to Westfield at Woden this morning to do that… but nooooooo… we had to be evacuated (4th time for me in 2 weeks) due to a fire in a candle store (Dusk). At least there were fire men?

I did move on after that… haven’t had a hair cut, but am sitting here with red purple dye on my head, hair, shoulders… and had it on my nose. And I managed to buy shoes… and lingerie… in my size :) I was aiming for w new white bra, but I came home with a blue and a green… Sometimes it just goes like that *grins*

Short hair

Short hair
Originally uploaded by phonakins

So, I went through with it, with only a few winces. :)

Now I can focus on more important things, like remembering to take my passport!

So Disorganised

Last day of work today before … Greece! *squeals and bounces and stuff* (or at least I would if I wasn’t out late yet again last night! These are bad habbits I’m getting into… Probably shouldn’t become a regular at Muddle Bar… even if I do love the people I meet there and the cocktails :p)

Anyway.

I have a few hours this morning at work to do things like sort my desk out, make sure all my files are up to date, all my letters sent ahead of next term. Boring, mundane jobs that are going to need coffee and an ipod to get me through them.

Haven’t started packing… will probably start tonight after Japanese – though still won’t get home from that until 8:30 ish and have to eat dinner, and get Rish to chop my hair off. Figured I’d go for it, make like easier for the month when I’m away. Hopefully I won’t cry or hate it :p But, it’s only hair, and it tends to grow back :)

*gets excitable*

Sale Shopped

I have some awesomely cheeky new lingerie – little white sailor bra and undies. There’s a little anchor on the front. No, no action shots (unless you ask nicely and privately ;) or bribe me with chocolate *giggles*) These would have really been good for the party the other week.

And I have yet another bra size in my collection. Now have a 14B. This cup is definately small, so is probably a true 14A. Glad I tried it on though. Sizing is useless. Tried on a corset too… fit nicely, but my breasts kinda disappeared into it… So, no luck on that front today.

Started to look for new runners… nothing that was on special grabbed me (or were in my size) , so I’ll probably head to Woden tomorrow to look at the stores there. I’m happy to not buy on sale, but if there’s something half price just because it’s last season’s colours, I don’t think it matters too much for running in!

I did the 14 minutes I promised Rish I’d do yesterday. Nothing today, but did other machines at the gym, but he promises me we’ll run around the lake tomorrow, and he’ll push me, I can count on it!

Right now I’m trying to decide if I can be bothered dying my hair. I have inch-long roots, which became apparent because I finally washed my hair. It’s hard to bring myself to do that at 3 degrees!

Lose Yourself

About to head to the gym for (hopefully) a good cardio session – I can’t push myself too hard, given it’s still 31 degrees, I’ve been sick and I haven’t done much this week, but I will pop the ipod on, and do wha I can. Will do at least my 5:30 mins on the treadmill… Still haevn’t set up my playlists properly… maybe I’ll get a chance this week, maybe not.

My hair is almost black! A used a darker dye this time around, and without the sunshine, it looks rather dark :) I like it! I’m just still adjusting to it – nice change :) I just got a inch or so trimmed off it, no special style or anything. Might cut it shorter for winter, but until then this is good for now :)

Okay, let’s do it.

Two Right Feet

Okay, while I sit here destroying my hair with yet another bleach and dye job (it was falling out beforehand, so why not now?) I’ll retell to you my day.

6am: Awoken by the daily cockatoo flyover. Actually the flyover was a little later than this, because I remember hearing the snakes’ task light turn on before that, and that’s about 6am. Wildlife!

7am: Okay, I’ll get up now. Breakfast – tried Oatbrits, which are like Vitabrits, which are like WeetBix. They’re nice, I just never get the milk right. With banana on top. Mmm.

730am: Gotta get ready. Clothes, yep, now shoes… ooh my new Keds I bought last week. WTF?!?!?!! There’s two right shoes in here! Both size nines. Cranky! They’d better still haev my lefties!!!

8am or so: Work. Not too much excitement. Get to discharge someone because they are within the average range. I don’t get to do that nearly often enough.

12: To visit the nurse for my 2nd gardasil shot. Done. Soreish arm. Haping I don’t get knocked around too much at netball tonight.

Rest of afternoon: Pottering around, finishing activity packs and programs, making sure I have my list as small as possible before the kinder kids come up from the early childhood team…

5pm: Get my left shoe. Put them on. Awesome. Guys in shop laugh.

6:40pm: Netball. Play the second half for the team before me who were down a player then lost another to injury. Play our game which decends into a vilent match because the umpire was useless and didn’t call any real contacts. Against eaither side. We lose by about 3 :( Our GA gets a bloody nose and their shooter a sore wrist. Not too bad, though I did want to smash their goal attack at one stage. Breathe!

I’ve skipped gym, but after over an hour of netball I was soore from being landed on and landing on people. Tomorrow morning I’ll hit the weights *sets 530 alarm* and do my pm cardio session.

Alrighty, I have to go wash this bleach out of my hair before I go oragey, then go over it with something that purple in nature. :) We’ll see if I show my face tomorrow!

Nice face (shame about the hair)

Despite not feeling up to it (completely emo and off), I felt that it was the best thing to do and threw myself into heading out into town last night. So after settling on wearing a short sparly silver dress because I felt just as good in that as anything else, and it IS christmas, afterall, we went into Garema place to start off. Started with dinner and drinks at Mama’s Trattoria (mm finished with a divine Tira Misu that was so rich I only work about halfway through before passing it on to Matt to finish), then Rish and I wandered off to find ourselves a place to boogie – Mooseheads it was.

My feet were killing me, so we had short bursts on the dancefloor, during which time I impressed and scared Rish with my knowledge of the lyrics to the latest pop and RnB that has been playing on channel V whileat the gym. In the time between dances, I sipped on my vodka and raspberries and started critiquing the crowd.

As in most nightclubs, there was a large number of girls in short tight black or white shorts, or cute little dresses. There was the pinned up fringe. And then there were the skunks. Skank (with an a) is a word often used in an Australian night club. But skunk it was tonight. Sporting the apparently in-fashion blach-blonde hair on top and brown-black underneath, there seemed like there were masses of girls wiht this colour, in differing lengths. the shorter ones were the worst. *shudders* “There’s another!”, I shreik and point out, oh so obvious. But seriously, they were nice looking girls (most of them anyway) but they’d done somethign terrible to their hair *cries*

(That photo is probably tamer than alot of the girls last night… like I said, the sorter it was, the more horrible it got!)

“Intense”

I about half an hour, I’ll find out what the hair dye packet means by “Intense Violet Red”, as opposed to red, violet, violet red or plain old red violet. I’ll also get to wash the colour off my neck that looks like a deep, dark bruise :)

I’m going to keep my hair long, for now :) I like how it looks and how versatile it is, and took the other piece of advice a friend offered, that iut would be hell to keep it out of my face at the gym if it was cropped short. Pony-tailing the summer away!

To the gym I tend to wear the same sorts of things – my kmart tshirts and shorts. Rish thought he might get me soemthing a bit nicer for Christmas – involving brandnames and wickaway fabrics. So, following an “it’s so good to be back at the gym getting pushed to do things I don’t do with myself” session at the gym with Rish which involved me threatening him with the weights (he knows he’s pushing me enough when I satrt getting violent :p) we went into Civic to scope out the latest fashions in sportwear.

My crieria is really to not have those super short shorts which girls wear and that REALLY don’t seem functional. I discovered that running shorts can have those built-in undies (scungies!!!)… and then tried soem things on. Uh oh.

Emerge from the change room because of how hideous the medium in the Nike‘s looked. “I don’t want to be a large” I moan. Seriously, I know better than to feel like the number or size should really matter, but UGH, it just slapped me today :p Maybe feeling a bit sluggish from all those pastries I ate yesterday? Eventually went back in and tried the large, which looked great (of course I have to be a large bottom and medium top… at least I wasn’t dress-shopping today!)… and a pair of 12s, which are normally the same as mediums, which fit too, but weren’t as cute.

I’m normally a 12/medium… I don’t really like to be a large… I don’t want to be “large” :p I’m also not a fan of being sized down in thisngs, like when they “flatter-size” and I wind up swimming in a ten, because they want to make sales by make you feel hapy you’re a smaller size than you thought…

Anyway. One day I may wear brandwear clothes to the gym. I’m just such a mood-shopper, though!

Omega 3, here I come!

Just sitting here, checking my email, and snacking away on a salmon and tomato sandwich. Remembering how much I love canned fish such and tuna and salmon, and how I used to live on tuna or salmon sandwhiches as a kid. With the snackfood of a bowl of lettuce with lemon juice for a snack. Those crazy kids!

Speaking of snackery – I just saw an ad for Cadbury “Singles”… 99 delicious calories of chocolate for the rrp of 99 cents! Not being a good one for having “just one” piece, or saving some for later, this is an awesome idea :) (and if you add in the “just one calorie” in diet coke, you have yourself an awfully un-nutritious but stress-easing 100 calorie snack :p)

My back’s all sticky when I removed the waterproof dressing from over my stitches. The stitches look like a little spider has been squashed onto my shoulder… but they’re feeling alright, though I might cover it again tonight… Especially if I colour my hair, wich I’m thinking of again… but really… I don’t know if I can be bothered… the weekend could be better to turn the bathroom purple! :)

Oh, and because I am extremely glad there are only two days remaining of Movember:

If you’re on facebook, there are more wonderful photos of Rish for movember in his Movember Group…