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Meant to be

by Fiona on May 1, 2013 · 0 comments

Meant to be writing a post of deodorant, but that can wait til tomorrow.

Meant to be writing a report, but that can also wait.

Meant to call someone back, but no not that either.

Instead it’s me

a few chats

Tim Minchin, in Californication

and some Awkward.

Oh and chardy.

Happy Wednesday.


Yeah, Hi. (I mean no harm)

by Fiona on July 6, 2012 · 5 comments

I come in peace

Sometimes I feel like an alien.

Not quite sure why I can’t interpret this world.

Why things work out the way they do.

<3 I'm 30 in 2 week. I'm trying to raise money for the Steve Waugh Foundation.

Here is a Widget

Fiona’s turning 30!

<3 I also have some free ad space available here for July. Go here, book an ad, and use the code “happybirthdaypinkie” for a free month of ads on my sidebar.

Or the code “freetrial” for a month of ads on my speech pathology blog via this link here.


Nine Inch Nails: Closer (Uncensored) (1994) from Nine Inch Nails on Vimeo.


All or nothing

by Fiona on June 23, 2012 · 1 comment

It all seems perfect one second

Then two seconds later I can’t seem to remember that

Remember that I’m on my way

That it’s not as bad as it was

That I have made progress

That I’m not always this way

And that I’ll snap out of it soon

It’s like the two sides don’t believe each other exists


When she was good she was very very good
And when she was bad she was horrid

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I was born this way

by Fiona on June 21, 2012 · 16 comments


Back from Lady Gaga.

A birth. Leather. Meat. Love and us little monsters.

Comfy seats.

A Rah sighting.


The wind is swirling.

I’m on the 34th floor.

Curling up by myself on a sofa bed.

And looking forward to a new day.

I’m on the right track.

Baby I was born this way.

No matter gay, straight, or bi,
Lesbian, transgendered life,
I’m on the right track baby,
I was born to survive.


Who the hell am I?

by Fiona on June 11, 2012 · 14 comments

Thanks for asking

I am a lover and a fighter.

A 29 year old woman, who feels much more comfortable in her skin heading for thirty than ever before.

Even though I’m less sure of the day to day than I’ve been in my life.

I’m a speech pathologist. but I haven’t worked in five months.

I know my stuff, I just don’t always believe it.

Perpetual student, both officially and unofficially.

I’m a doubter. About anything I do.

Or I throw myself into it impulsively. Sometimes with great results. Sometimes terrible.

I’m easily tempted, and avoid many vices.

Once I start I’m not great at stopping.

I’m a daughter and a sister and an Aunty, and feel at my most valuable when I’m helping others.

I have terrific advice to give.

But am working on taking it myself.

I like to stand up for what is right.

And avoid petty squabbles.

I’ll fight for you if you’re weaker than me.

But want to be looked after if I see you as stronger.

I still sleep with my stuffed childhood toy.

And giggle.

Wear cats ears.

And curl up in your arms.

I want to grow up.

But not lose my spark.

Queen of Hearts

I am Fiona.

The little lioness.

Mew? =^.^=

Edenland's Fresh Horses Brigade


It’s been two weeks now since I finished work, quitting because the whole prospect of making to to work each day was not going well.

So, two week into ‘relaxing’ and ‘sorting out what I want’ where am I?

I think I want to go back to work as a speech pathologist.

But part time. I think 3 days or 4 each week would be better.

Give me more headspace.

Time to do work I love, but time to do me stuff that I love.

We might move further north.

Closer to Rish’s work, closer to Newcastle.

Still building up friendship groups.

And professional supports.

But getting there.


Where was I?

My netbook finally was put to rest. After 6 trips to the doctor’s they finally deemed it irrepairable. And I am now charged with $550 in JB Hi Fi vouchers to put towards a new computer / laptop / netbook / tablet / back catalog of Hit Machine cds.

Which is to say, I’ve been computerless since early December.

And I’m taking my time in choosing the replacement.

Part of my is leaning towards something SHINY, like the Samsung Galaxy Tab with 3G and all the bells and whistles.

Another part of me just wants to get the cheapest netbook around.

So, advice is welcome.

Since then, we’ve of course had Xmas.
I passed uni.
New Year.
Visits to Newcastle.
One to Canberra.

Lots of love, laughter and lunches.

Lots of photos to catch up on.

But you’re not getting them just yet.




To write. Just write.

November 2, 2011

I used to put pen to paper, pouring out my thoughts. My raw emotions. Just train of thought stuff. Usually to poor Rish. Who read my letters for years and years. Now I’m much more able to ramble out my thoughts in person. To the right people. Sometimes I need to prepare, with a letter, […]

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How was your Sunday?

July 11, 2010

Woke up to the news that the kettle was dead…. so went down to the local shops, but no luck in woolies, The Reject Shop, Aldi or Homeart. There were some in Target, but they started at $60. Uh, no thanks! Headed into the Canberra Centre around lunch time, and success at Big W – […]

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Hit the ground running

June 23, 2010

So I’ve been back in Australia for all of 60 hours, have already completed 2 full days of work, updated wordpress, uploaded a bunch of photos to flickr, started a job application because they advertised while I was away – the applications end next week, so I’ve time, and started working on a presentation for […]

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Little Flurries

April 20, 2010

It’s probably not weird, to get flurries of inspiration, maybe to tidy something, to do some uni work, dance and sing, take photos, works on the blog, save for something, make new goals, move towards them. Sometimes it goes somewhere. Some days it lasts all of 3 minutes :p

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