Archive for November, 2007


Filed Under: Australiana, Conversations by Tasmiya — 3 Comments
November 21, 2007

From this article: 

close to 70 per cent of young people ………said they felt aligned to the party of their parents.

Husband has warned me countless times not to thrust my political views onto my innocent children but sometimes I just can’t help myself. I had no idea how much attention they pay my spontaneous mutterings until today:

4 year old (listening to radio in car): Who is this man who keeps talking all the time?

Me: It’s Kevin Rudd.

4 year old: Why is he talking?

Me: Because he wants to be the Prime Minister. You know how John Howard is our Prime Minister? Well Kevin Rudd wants to be Prime Minister.

4 year old: Oh no!

Me: Well, it wouldn’t be that bad a thing to have a different Prime Minister.

4 year old: Because John Howard lies?

Me: Well…yes, John Howard sometimes doesn’t say the whole truth but so do other…

4 year old: and he doesn’t care about the people?

Me (secretly beaming with pride): Um…. Let’s just change the radio station, shall we?

Sorry husband, we have another potential Greenie in the family.

Actually no – not very sorry at all.

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I’ll haff half!

Filed Under: Admin, Life and stuff by Tasmiya — 2 Comments
November 20, 2007

Well 50% is a pass isn’t it? I got halfway, surely that counts for something.

See the thing about posting everyday is that the genius that is me is cut up into 30 little parts. So instead of getting a good dose of the genius every few days, one only gets a tiny morsel each time one visits.

I could not do it to you poor readers. No. Not for another second.

I care for you all too much.

So here is my dose of the genius. Chug it down, people. It’s good for you.

Don’t say I never did anything for you, either.

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Sorry guys, in all seriousness I haven’t been in good spirits lately. (I’m still going to the gym and of course am still sporting a 6 pack) but rest assured regular programming will return soon. If however coalition waltzes in again as leaders of this country I may never return and if I do, my posts will become decidedly EMO and melancholic. I will dress in black, put white paint on my face and call myself TYSMYA. I will mope around for the next three years in bitter frustration.

*cries*

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