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Wednesday, December 13th, 2006 | Uncategorized | Enter your password to view comments

What a weekend.

Monday, December 4th, 2006 | Uncategorized | No Comments

If there was ever any doubt, this weekend proved that I have an unshakable optimistic view of the world. In fact, my overestimation of my skills is matched only by my unshakable resolve to bite off more than I can chew - and then chew like hell.

This weekend, despite everything that’s happened, I decided that I would plaster a wall. My bedroom wall. One that I would lie awake and ponder deep into the early hours. Armed with my total lack of knowledge and naivety, I launched into the DIY project to end all DIY projects. Perhaps it wasn’t SUCH a grande affair, but when I was seated on my arse on the floor of my bedroom surrounded my plaster, plaster dust, wood chips, and assorted hammers and screwdrivers, it FELT like I was reconstructing Noah’s bloody Arc.

The dog took refuge downstairs. Any other place he was in dire risk of being plastered or nailed down to something.

To put this into perpective - picture two women trying to plaster an internal wall with plaster sheets that they can barely lift. Then throw in some wonky measurements, broken screwdrivers and hardwood so damn hard that nails would bend just looking at it. I am not Engineering Girl for no reason. While I couldn’t actually do anything about the hardwood, I decided that Selley’s No More Nails would solve the job. This sounded like a fantastic idea, until I had to stand on a ladder holding up a wall for 20 minutes while the glue set.

In the end, Cyclone Joan and I got the wall plastered. All the holes have been tidied away by the grace of Selley’s No More Gaps (AMEN!). Now, we move into the decoration phase.

I need to go back to Bunnings and purchase a crate of Selley’s No More Heartbreak and then I think my life will be complete.

Interesting news article

Friday, December 1st, 2006 | Uncategorized | No Comments

Cyber Terrorism is here.

I had wondered how long this would take to happen. Many IT systems are vulnerable to attack - I am interested to see how this all pans out. Will the internet team up into ‘gangs’ of blackh@ts who will fight out the next stage?

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Friday, December 1st, 2006 | Uncategorized | Enter your password to view comments

‘Appy Birfday Luv

Wednesday, November 29th, 2006 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Well… It seems that excessive emotional distress is enough to pick me up out of my writers block. Whoda thunkit?

I kinda want to chronicle all of my thoughts, some of which aren’t suitable for all audiences. If I do lock a post, contact me for the password.

In any case, today is my Birfday. I’m another year older, another year wiser. I’m focusing on the wisdom now, rather than the age. They say that wisdom is hard won - I think I’ve gained a whole bucket of wisdom over the past week.

Said my dad:

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

It is the first day, but that doesn’t ease the lonliness, nor the feeling of rejection and grief. Although, passionfruit cheesecake goes a long long way.

So. If today is the first day, what am I going to do for the rest of my life? Perhaps I should put a job ad in the local paper:

Wanted: A Frog who will laugh with me, cry with me, and stand by me when times are tough.

Looking back.

Monday, November 27th, 2006 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Looking back through this blog, it becomes apparent that Mr Frog and I have had a fine innings. It’s a pity that we’re going through such a hard time now.

It’s with regret that I have to tell you all that I’ll be wrapping up SquashedFrog until I can speak about what’s gone wrong without collapsing, hyperventilating, or throwing up.

There are no words that anybody can say that makes this easier, yet I appreciate all of your help.

In the immortal words of Gloria Gaynor - I will survive. Right now, I’m not sure how - I just take one second at a time. One breath. I try and make one hour without crying. I miss him so much.
Yours in blogging,

Jac.

I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I’ve got all my life to live
I’ve got all my love to give
and I’ll survive
I will survive