@ itgirl - if only. It seems that their utter crapness has excaped most people. I don't agree with the Joss Stone one - I liked that song a lot. I haven't heard of a few of them - although I take it that I should be thankful for that! I'd include anything released by Girls Aloud (bad, bad, bad manufactured girl band in the UK - they even look manufactured, like their skin
I wrote a poem with a friend about the many shades of Suz. There was boozy Suzi, cruisy Suzi, woosy Suzi, spewsy Suzi and... Floozie Suzi (OK - it was about the many shades of a drunk Suz). Whilst I am not exactly a floozie in real life it kind of fits with my flirtatious and fun nature. I didn't really put much thought into it here as I had never been part of an online community before (I didn't even really know what a blog site was, to be honest) and
Tex - I think they're french cut knickers, or something. I love them too, but only for special occasions I wear all three options - knickers (generally boy leg) g-strings and au naturelle. It's kinda fun going out without underwear - makes you feel a little naughty - especially considering you know something no one else does (unless they're lucky!)
1/ What would you most like to get this year? Hmmm... it has been so long that almost anything would do! Although, I suppose, it is the silly season and I could get a shag easily if I wanted. In a perfect world? It would have something to do with handcuffs and corsetry and we'll leave the rest to your imagination (or mine, perhaps) 2/ What would you least like to get? Horny drunk office party men trying to grope whatever body
Thanks for posting this. I believe that as long as children are loved, it doesn't matter who the parents are. I help to raise my nephew with my sister and while we are (obviously) not in a relationship, I think that we parent as a unit reasonably well. The fact that Jake has two people around who love him and would do anything for him is all that's important. How many people only had one loving parent? Or not even that? The interesti
Oh my god. Now that I have actually read this article, I am outraged! It is no one's business but my own if I want, or perhaps need to be on birth control. If you sign up to be a pharmicist, then there are certain things that go with the job and you need to accept it, or choose to do something else. It'd be like a vet saying 'I'm sorry, I won't put down animals as it's against my beliefs' (Yes, I know, a rather extreme example, it's late and I'm trying
I'm glad you're back. There are many people here who are more than willing to listen as long as you want to talk. In this environment you can't be a burden! People have the choice to read or not read, so if they are here it is from their own volition. Get it all out and make yourself happy! Suz xxx
Loved it! I figure that if you're going to swear, just fucking do it. It's not like the meaning changes any by hiding some of the letters. It's not as though the little uck after the f actually makes it any worse. My parents banned me from saying a much loved 'F off' to my brother when I was little as, you know what? They still knew what I meant! Swear and swear with prid
Yay for you! I'm giving you an insightful as well just to boost you that little bit higher!
I just had a chilli tofu stirfry (i love it, most wouldn't) and am sitting down with a cup of tea. Listening to Stone Temple Pilot's 'Purple' for a walk down memory lane. Saw Dawn of the Dead at the cinema. Not a horror fan, so I wasn't too fussed. An English comedian has made his own version called 'Shaun of the Dead' - supposed to be hilarious if you can get your hands on it. Enjoy!
They both require the same amount of faith but only one will lead you to the ultimate liberating truth. Which one depends on how you look at it, doesn't it?
I'm Suz - full name Suzanne. Even though my blog site uses Suzi as the web address, I refuse to answer anyone who calls me that! Pleased to meet you all...
Me again - check this out - www.lifegem-uk.com
Oh yeah - I forgot about that whole organ donation thing. I'm a donor as well, so that will be dealt with first. But if I happen to be useless in that regards due to many years of heavy drinking, partying and smoking, then I'll go the science route. Although over here, it's only £2,500 to be changed into a diamond!
There is the weather rock as well - I remember it from the long drive to Brisbane from Sydney as a child. I think it's in Tenterfield, but I'm probably wrong. It had the addition of ROCK IS WHITE - It's snowing ROCK IS GONE - Hurricane Season I'm sure there were more, but I've tried to block those particularly painful memories of being stuck between my siblings, not allowed to talk, laugh or even breath loudly for fear of ou
He he he. Great article migs. I'm going the science route all the way. Some first year med students can ruthlessly and violently tear my body to pieces in order to learn their trade. I mean, I don't need it anymore, do I? What would your favourite option be?
Hey grins, I wrote an article which pretty much mirrors everything that you are saying a few days ago. Everything seemed so totally fucking hopeless that I was thinking 'Fucking it - why don't I just cut to the chase. I mean, it's going to happen anyway, right?' I was feeling totally black and just couldn't see my way out. Then something strange happened. I was feeling totally alone, living in a country that is not my home to
Hey you, Sorry I'm not commenting on your blog - which I will do when I wake up tomorrow and can make the letters stop dancing around. But thank you oh, so much for you comment on my blog! I hope you're doing OK. I know for me that the melt down doesn't actually take that long, but building yourself back up does. I wish that I knew more about you than seeing your name about the place. But at the same time I tend to think that if you
Oh man! I'm so drunk right now that I can't adequately (although I can still use the word adequately!) respond. Thank you all so very, very much. I will be back to talk sense in the morning. Thank you again! Suz xxx
applying pressure to my eyeballs so i can have fun with those green blob thingys I thought I was the only one who did that! Weirdos unit, I say! Good luck getting some sleep. I am about to go to the pub - with my nephew - and have a couple of sneaky beers. I am a bad, bad nanny! Someone alert t
Sal, I know you're always there. You're an amazing friend, and don't ever tell yourself otherwise. You've done so much for me already. You're a star and I can't wait to blather on at you over a few beers! Manopeace - THANKS! Marco - It was a pretty embarrassing outburst, but what's done is done. The words mountain and molehill spring to mind. I think the reason we try to convince ourselves that we don't need anyone is because
I feel that I owe an explanation. I had a rather public outburst on here the other night, a short, simple article outlining a fairly bleak moment of depression. I have since made the article in question private – partly due to embarrassment, partly because public overblown emotional outpourings aren’t really my thing – even if I seem to have a talent for them.
1/ What do you wear to bed ? Nothing. I sleep in the nud (yes nud, not nude - I wonder if that's an Aussie term?) I feel horribly constricted sleeping in anything at all. Makes it a bitch when I have to go to the loo though! 2/ Do you snore, sleepwalk, talk, or do anything else ‘odd’ in your sleep ? There are only a couple of events I can think of, the funniest being when I had a friend staying over when I was 13 or 14.
*moving on quietly without a key stroke* KAAAA-BOOOOOOM! Shit. The world just ended.
Man! We went through something similar in that we were making names for gross candies. There would be the chocolate corpse with a green, gooey centre called 'Cadavour' and the slogan would be 'Savour the flavour of Cadavour' (OK - we had to fuck around with the word to make it rhyme). There were also 'Gummy Sperms' and tonnes others that are escaping me. Damned memory! I'll report back if I remember anything.
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