Well, thanks in part to my new job and greatly reduced stress levels, I figured it was about time I gave the old journal a facelift.

I spent ages sorting through DeviantART trying to find something that seemed to work with my theme, and this is the end result.

How fitting that after considering colours, textures, themes and other associated aesthetic issues, I finally settled on a hot babe.

Goes to prove I'm only human really.

Oh, and I changed my mood icons as well...I kinda like 'Lumpy' (as I've nicknamed him), down there. He reminds me of a human beanbag.
Rather similar to the way I feel on Sunday mornings after working the night before...(I think Nick will attest to this as well).

I've also been teaching my little guy Connor how to DJ. I know he's only 3, but I figure it's never too early to start. :)

Here's a photo of him laying down some wicked choons and whipping the crowd into a frenzy at his first gig - opening set at the Brindabella Park Early Learning Centre..

You Are 15 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

No surprise for anyone that knows me there... :o)

You Are an Appletini

Most of the time, you're a typical party girl / guy. But when you get super sauced, you really up your sex appeal.

Your Superhero Profile

Your Superhero Name is The Silver Marvel Your Superpower is Super Strength Your Weakness is Cotton Candy Your Weapon is Your Magic Blaster Your Mode of Transportation is Camel

Granted, it's an unrelated topic, but nevertheless true. I couldn't think of anything better than spending my days looting and plundering. I mean seriously, how often does one get to use the phrase "pieces of eight" in everyday conversation. Way too little for my liking, I can tell you.

And another thing, there's not nearly enough "Aaahhhhrrrrrr", ing being heard either. It's an extremely underrated and phrase, and one which I believe should definitely be reintroduced into mainstream vocabulary.

Take for example, a conversation I had with Nick recently..

"Hey Nick, do you like that new Doctor Pressure track?"

Nick : "Why yes...yes I do". 

That just won't do.

Now, let's use my suggested example..

"Hey Nick, do you like that new Doctor Pressure track?"

Nick : "Aaahhhhrrrrrr!". 

You see; infinitely more expressive. Now granted, Nick wasn't wearing an eye patch or skull and crossbones hat at the time, but you get the picture.

 

Oh, speaking of looting, we played poker on the weekend, and for the second time running, yours truly won the tournament.

I'm not going to gloat about this, or profess my limitless poker-playing abilities; suffice to say I was very pleased with the $120 I received.

That should just about get me half a tank of unleaded.

I got a really cool stainless steel bracelet and a card from my kids on Fathers Day. It's so cool, and kinda looks like platinum.

Did you?

I think not. :)

I so love being a Dad.

Some day you guys are gonna have kids and you'll be all like "Ooooooh, that's what you were talking about".

And I'll be like "yup".

 

So....after a much needed break, I and my livejournalistic alter-ego return.

The last few days have been spent at a little place down the coast.

And, in the immortal words of Britney Spears (whose moral edict I always strive to live my life by):

Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh. My. God 

What an amazing place.

Should I start by mentioning the plunge pool leading down to the ocean?; or perhaps describe the exquisite strawberry and lychee caprioskas that were served at the cocktail bar with the open fireplace and extremely comfy lounges. Or the superb day spa where Megan will knead, scrub, manipulate and tone your muscles back to their original shape?

I can't decide.

(also noteworthy were the ridiculously fluffy towels that gave a similar feeling to drying yourself with a small declawed polar bear)...

And all this only 2 and a half hours drive away from the frigid shores of Lake Burley Griffin. YOU (yes, I'm pointing at you), need to get there.

Now.

Oh, and as some of you may already know, I commenced my new role working in the same building as Señor Milky. There are now 3 DJ's in this building.

I like those odds.