So last weekend the Waring residence was happy to host a second visitor from Paris... Petra! We held an awesome BBQ which involve many tasty gourmet sausages... although I'm not sure that Petra actually ate a sausage :-P, trifle a la Nana Hurley and many games of UNO.
Mmmmmm is there anything better than sausage? Anyways after a lovely few days in Brisbane, the Sunshine and Gold Coast Petra and I said goodbye until who knows when! It could be a few months... it could be a decade.
For anyone born and raised in Brisbane, the name 'Inala' brings to mind a certain kind of image. It's akin to blonde jokes, ribbing Tasmania... or for the Frenchies serving it to their poor cousin Belgium. In another word, it is known as the ass of Brisbane. So when Anna and myself arrived at the Civic Centre last night at seventeen hundred hours, we weren't surprised to pass the community of housing, centrelink, and hop out of the car realising that we were the only white people in the general vicinity. Quite literally I could have been in another country at that very moment, with old Chinese men crowding the benches in the center to play checkers. However one of the advantages of this area is the cheap food and I must admit that I did feast on very delicious Pho ("fer") and of course Vietnamese spring rolls and prawn infused sugar cane at this place:
Tri being the gracious host of course would not let us leave without seeing the sights of his locale which included the parole office conveniently located right behind the restaurant itself. After doing your banking you can just check in with your officer and be on your merry way. Very handy!
If you are bored right now click here. This is the first image that comes up when you type in 'Inala' to the Google image search. Fitting right? Thanks for a great dinner Tri!
So yesterday I arrived home from a trip to Wagga Wagga (of so-good-they-named-it-twice fame) to see my brothers 'march out parade' after 80 days of training at Kapooka. Although it is the largest inland city in NSW apparently and has all this history about the steam boats and all that kind of cobb-n-co stuff that my mum raves about for reasons unbeknownst to me... I must say that I didn't find the place exactly captivating. Clean? Yes. Convenient? Yes. But the charm of this country town seems to have been chipped away somehow by all the Gloria Jeans and other big-city franchises. Meh... I can go to the local shopping mall for that! Anyway... they parade itself was pretty cool actually... it's like a line dance for really serious guys. And some girls... you could say a smattering (like 3 out of about 100!) Check out the pics!
Apart from that Mum and I visited a few galleries and gum trees and of course the Miss Wagga Wagga exhibition... I'm not sure if you were meant to actually put on the costumes but I got a kick out of it anyway!
Anyway just before we had to return the hire car and get our flight back home we made a trip out to Wagga Wagga Winery... which was actually really pretty! If you have nothing to do in Wagga for a few hours I highly recommend doing some of the wineries in the area. Very picturesque!
It's been a while since I had a worthwhile Friday funny... but I definately think this one makes the cut! Of course never one to plagiarize thanks goes to Cam for showing me this! XOXO Jess.
Mmmmm... Last night Gigi, Anna and myself went to the only South Indian Restaurant in the whole of Brisbane - Southern Spice at Mt. Gravatt. It was to satisfy the cravings that Gigi and myself were having for the best south indiandosas in the whole of Paris near Barbes. Now while I can't say it exactly matched our experience, however it is the only south indian restaurant in the whole of Brisbane and beggars can't be choosers. I won't say that I wasn't disappointed to hear that there is NOWHERE in the whole of Brisbane that sells chaats or paan! Dammit! Anyways the dosa was pretty fantastic as per usual and the masala mix inside was actually quite good. Missing tomato chutney though.... *drools*
Mum and Dad had been on a day trip to Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary and came back all buzzed about the animals and wildlife and $11 million mansions at Fig Tree Pocket. Anyway part of the debrief went like this:
Dad: 'Oh and they had Sheep Dog trials as well!' Me: 'Man those dogs seem to be constantly on trial don't you reckon?' Dad: 'Yeah, and they are always guilty.'
Me: 'My butt is really hurting... do you reckon it's from eating too much salt?' Dad: 'Yeah you have salt-arse.'
'I got some drugs to make me docile and then my hands started going floppy and numb.' ~ Lauren describing her delusion drug induced study period.
'You're not a tart, you're just proactive.' ~ Anna.
'At this point I should make something clear: I am not a smoker. No, when it comes to the inhalation of addictive and toxic substances, snuff is my poising - and I take it in short, floury bursts, out of an antique snuff box, sitting in my library, wrapped in a dressing gown, listening to Chopin and drinking gin, while a basset hound called Rupert frolics in the background and makes merry with the drapery.' ~ Aaron Timms in the SMH... random but a very funny article indeed.
'I have unresolved desirability issues surrounding curly haired men.' ~ Anna
'So I have a bachelors degree but currently I work as a Photocopier. It's really quite challenging actually, I didn't take the intro course in first year uni.' ~ Anna
'Work-hot: A person who may or may not be hot but is the most attractive person at work so you lust after him/her.' ~ Cosmo
'My work-hot is leaving!' ~ Anna
Tyson: 'So how long have you been sleeping naked?' Kath: 'Since Boarding School.' Tyson: 'Even in winter?' ~ All my Friends are Leaving Brisbane.
'I'm not a bad person but fuck I'm loose.' ~ Facebook group.
'See on the map it will say "waterhole"... but really it should say "hole" and in brackets "may or may not be water".' ~ Jon Muir, Australian Explorer on Enough Rope.
'Are you using pivot tables... man I love those things! So easy to adjust. I still remember my first time... with a pivot table.' ~ John
'What's a gumboot, I thought it was something Haribo made.' ~ Micheal (p.s. I think you know know that I gumboot is a wellington, not a lolly!)
'There is nothing inherently wrong or bad about the collateralized debt obligation or any of it's financial relatives.' ~ Investopedia.
'You're all refined and shit.' ~ Cam
This next one happened just the other day when I was working at Roger David... quietly minding my own business and scanning away...
Store Manager: 'I was so glad not to be working on Wednesday last week, the PM was here at Garden City for something and I would have punched him if I had seen him I reckon...' My Superviser: 'Oh, John Howard... why is that?' Store Manager: 'Oh you know... he just has those eyebrows... and you know... he is so small and stuff and you know... he is just gross...' My manager: 'Oh yeah...' Store Manager: 'Yeah that is the problem with Australia you know... people just aren't educated.'
Lastly... this one didn't actually happen in November... but many many years ago... I was shopping down at Chermside and the following exchange happened in Lorna Jane...
Shop Assistant: 'Wow, they are really cool earrings! So this one says 'Holly'.... what does the other one say? Oh.... 'wood'! So is that your name? Holly Wood? That is sooooo cool!' (me: yeah Holly Wood is totally my name dipshit!)
My favourite boy is hurt! After a romantic walk in the park yesterday, a body mud pack and sponge bath, my favourite boy got a cut on his foot and began pissing out blood all over the house. As the dutiful older sister I of course cleaned it all up and gave him some loving to make sure he was ok. Nevertheless Dukey's mum had to be informed and after several text messages it was decided that a visit to the doctors was not necessary as the bleeding had abated. However as I arrived back this morning, my favourite man was waiting for me very excited... and his paw was all wrapped up in a glad bag! Oh well at least he is not a buckethead. Awww... poor Dukey... I hope his paw gets better soon so we can go for walks again.
I have confirmation... I am graduating next week!!!
Dear Miss Waring, I have much pleasure in advising you have successfully completed all requirements for your Bachelor of Business Management and Bachelor of Economics. This award will be conferred at the graduation ceremony to be held at UQ Centre, St Lucia Campus at 02:00 PM on 05 December 2007. The award will be conferred in the name of Jessica Waring.
Comme si j'n'existais pas Elle est passee a cote de moi Sans un regard, Reine de Sabbat J'ai dit, Aicha, prends, tout est pour toi
Voici, les perles, les bijoux Aussi, l'or autour de ton cou Les fruits, bien murs au gout de miel Ma vie, Aicha si tu m'aimes
J'irai a ton souffle nous mene Dans les pays d'ivoire et d'ebene J'effacerai tes larmes, tes peines Rien n'est trop beau pour une si belle
Oooh ! Aicha, Aicha, ecoute-moi Aicha, Aicha, t'en vas pas Aicha, Aicha, regarde-moi Aicha, Aicha, reponds-moi
Je dirai les mots des poemes Je jouerai les musiques du ciel Je prendrai les rayons du soleil Pour eclairer tes yeux de reine
Oooh ! Aicha, Aicha, ecoute-moi Aicha, Aicha, t'en vas pas
Elle a dit, garde tes tresors Moi, je vaux mieux que tout ca Des barreaux forts, des barreaux meme en or Je veux les memes droits que toi Et du respect pour chaque jour Moi je ne veux que de l'amour
Aaaah ! Comme si j'n'existais pas Elle est passee a cote de moi Sans un regard, Reine de Sabbat J'ai dit, Aicha, prends, tout est pour toi
Nbrik Aicha ou nmout allik [Je te veux Aicha et je meurs pour toi] 'Hhadi kisat hayaty oua habbi [Ceci est l'histoire de ma vie et de mon amour] Inti omri oua inti hayati [Tu es ma respiration et ma vie] Tmanit niich maake ghir inti [J'ai envie de vivre avec toi et rien qu'avec toi]
