A Very useless Story

Not that I am perfect, however my boss is quite the scatterbrain. I will resist the urge to vent about all the little things that are a little annoying about work. IE. Not getting paid for five weeks/bla bla...

Anyways He told me to put Soap in the Sanitizer. Little did he know that there is a magical tube that already does this for lovely Starbuck Employees. Anyways I put soap in, and there was a wicked cool bubble explosion. Bubbles everywhere.....Unfortunately by the time I though to take a picture the bubbles were mopped off the floor. However with a little imagination, I'm sure you can picture it.

I also wear a dress @ work so I don't to tuck my shirt in my pants. I really hate tucking in my shirt and I will stop at nothing to avoid it. I didn't have any clean work clothes one day, and decided to treat myself to buying this dress. I found it for 14.99 SCORE!!! but was in too much of a rush to try it on. When I put it on before I left I looked like I should have worked @ Kings Cross (the red light district)...The V neck was very SWOOPY, and it had a really big slit up the leg. The type of dress that would cause controversy when making caps 'n' lattes.

Anyways because of this I ended up being late. (I told them I would be late for anyways because it was last minute) So I busted my ass to buy a sewing kit @ the dollar store, and sewed up this stupid dress in the toilet stall. Anyways that is my stupid dress story, sometimes I'm very stubborn and will do anything to not tuck in my shift....ARRgg Fight Authority...........

This is me and some Peeps @ the IEP Christmas party.
Behold my Christmas Feast....
Here is some of my flat mates....We have Team Maple Syrup (Canada) Team Cup of Tea(England) Team Crepe (France) and Team Shniztal (Germany) AKA. Me, Mariam, Joanna, and Thomas. Dinner was a success, and it was a lovely Christmas Eve.
Party Poppers RULE



An older picture of myself, Laura, and Em on Free Gin and Tonic night....mmmmmm Tonight is actually Gin and Tonic night but Due to my detox I will be missing it.....However, My liver and wallet smile I suppose.

Happy Post Boxing Day!!!

So Christmas Festivities are officially done, and good times were had. I worked today and decided to put myself in a bubble tonight and do a little detox.

The Christmas Dinner went nicely. I was actually quite proud of myself that

I didn't burn or explode anything (j/k *kinda*) The morning started out quite silly, I was the only person that was actually excited about making Christmas dinner. It ended up that two room ates for sure wanted to eat, while two claimed they did not. Instead of babbling all morning, I just went to China Town and picked up groceries. I made Chicken, Sweet Potatoes/Carrots, Magic Salad, and Prawns for the side. It turned out quite nice and everyone ended up eating it....so Success to me..

Yesterday was boxing day, and I really don't feel the need to buy anything. I especially

didn't want to be in the midst of the mayhem that Boxing day tends to bring. Instead I grabbed some mates and we went to The Beach. It was a nice day, except it was pretty windy so not all so great for jumping in the water. Instead we toasted like chickens for a bit, and went for some pints at the bar.

As part of my detox a bunch of my flatmates played Scrabble which was actually a lot of fun. There was

1. Team Canada (Me of course)
2. Team Germany
3. Team England
4. Team France

Team England forfeited, leaving Team Canada far in the lead due to a clever word combination. However I mustn't lie, and confess that Team Germany took the win. I had pretty killer words to spell too, but alas no place to put them...Dagger in my heart j/k....haha

Anyways I will leave it at that....Above I shall add some pictures of randomness...

*mwah*

Here is my Christmas Duck to symbolize my Christmas cheer and love for you all....*mwah*

Merry Christmas Everyone

Today is the 24th of December meaning that it is Christmas Eve tonight. I am actually feeling quite euphoric because of it and anticipate the evenings arrival. It is 11:36 in the morning as of now. I woke up feeling quite motivated to get the festivity ball rolling. First thing on my list is to find an open op shop on a Sunday morning. More then likely not going to happen, but I will still try. I want to purchase a festive dress and potential apron to promote some holiday cheer. The flat mates and I are all going to the markets today to get food and wine. These are the things on the agenda so far

1. Prawns (must do if your in Australia)
2. Carrots/Broccoli/Squash
3. Chicken
4. Potatoes (of course)
5. Salad
6. Wine

The list is pretty open to suggestion though. As much as I love being home with my family on Christmas Eve, I have always really wanted to have a Christmas like this. No consumerism, running around, being crazy, and feeling guilty for not doing certain chores. Just my mates and I having a nice dinner that we all prepare together and spreading the holiday cheer....Oh how lovely. To be honest I don't want ANY presents nothing at all. If I were to get anything perhaps it would be very rad to borrow an apron. Everything I receive/buy I just think I would have to fit it in my already stuffed bag.

Oh how lovely it is.............like a smooth ride on a calm blue ocean on a sail boat

I'm not too sure other eventful things I can write about. Lately it's mainly been working, and enjoying the evenings with "me mates". Tomorrow will be Christmas day and it's supposed to be cloudy and not so nice. I hope this is not the case, because all the orphans like me go to the beach and celebrate the holiday cheer. I need to get a Santa hat, or possibly an angel halo and some wings. I will see.

Anyways I will post a picture to symbolize my Christmas love above....

I hope your all doing well *mwah*

Terrific Thursday

And the fun you can have singing in the rain

Doo-dloo-doo-doo-dooDoo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo...I'm singing in the rainJust singing in the rainWhat a glorious feelin'I'm happy againI'm laughing at cloudsSo dark up aboveThe sun's in my heartAnd I'm ready for loveLet the stormy clouds chaseEveryone from the placeCome on with the rainI've a smile on my faceI walk down the laneWith a happy refrainJust singin',Singin' in the rain

Life in general is pretty much the same, and nothing extremely eventful has happened since I have last written. I've learned valuable lessons about evil sandwiches, and had fun working, along with some late night festivities. Last night was Gin and Tonic night @ Starbar (if your a girl), we found ourselves @ The Gaff afterwards (the worst club in the city - in my opinion). After being tortured by a terrible DJ that ruined Billy Jean (it was sinful. It's such a good dancing tune), we decided to depart and head to The Cross.

I wish the city planners would have made more streets parallel, because we were walking in the right direction but ended up getting extremely lost. The best and worst part of the situation was that it started POURING rain during the walk. We played in the rain for probably the better fraction of an hour. I actually secretly longed for a good twirl and dance in the rain. It was fun, just myself and a fun girl Maggie twirling and singing in the rain Clockwork Orange style (but without the Ultra Violence-we are just too pleasant of girls ya know *teehee*)....

Anyways for some reason I woke up feeling like a million dollars....(despite the fact I got home beyond soaked @ probably 3:30-4:00 in the morning). I feel very inspired to do something special for myself today that involves something out of routine. I was looking at Yoga on the beach but there are no classes today *drat* Perhaps some Chakra dancing, Belly Dancing, Pilates maybe...hmmmm so many possibilities. Part of the reason as well I would say is because of the terrible DJ. The songs were okay but he would mix them worse then a toddler doing cut and paste with shards of glass. I so longed for a real good dance. I had my dancing shoes on and even had a spot on the stage. It feels very frustrating when music is that bad that your body wants to move, but your mind just wont let you get into it. The point of this rant is that because I never got my dancing out of my system I feel it has bottled up forcing me to skip down the street, twirl and dance, and sing. Perhaps I should thank the DJ, for prolonging my dancing fever, and increasing my feelings of aspiration...That's just an optimistic view of the situation though...Anyways...Girls are crazy like that....Cute little creatures we are *Eyelash Bat*

Anyways I want to make my journey into a mission where I will take the bus and go somewhere I haven't been before. George ST (The main street downtown) got nauseating after the first week. Another reason is to get away from all the crazy Christmas shoppers......Since I'm not emerging myself in the Christmas culture this year I feel no need to be anywhere consumerism takes place.

I'm glad that the weather has picked up and it's sunny today, too sunny to be sitting on my computer as a matter of fact. I just wanted to talk about my aspirations for the endless opportunities of my day off.........

Anyways Wish me Luck

Chrissy*

I should have taken a picture of the awesome bus driver, but was so caught up in the moment that time was not on my side. To compensate I made a "drawring" to the best of my ability to capture the moment. I hope you enjoy!!!

Merry (early) Christmas

Sandwiches

(And the pain)

that

they

can give you when

consumed before bed

Sandwiches before bed are not a good idea. I think that the sandwich that I ate may have given me magical powers. I am now completely awake. I probably drank too much coffee today @ work, and am not ready to slumber....

For some extremely odd reason I woke up feeling extremely hungover today. This was odd as I only had three drinks last night and I sipped them with my sweet Kiwi friend Rebecca over an extended period of time. We had shared a little bit of wine @ Darling Harbour out of the paper bag (real classy-like), and then shared one Vodka Red Bull @ Starbar, while contemplating playing a game of pool. Perhaps the water I should have consumed was replaced by espresso and tea, leaving me feeling awfully sick today. Because of this I called in sick to my Peter Pan shift (an extremely awesome move that I don't regret)....I imagined bumping into my crazy clean freak boss all day and her being like *huff* feeling better Chrissy????!!! Luckily for me this wasn't the case.

Anyways I went back to sleep afterwards and was woken up by my phone. Of course it was my neighbour Starbuck store that called me into work, which I surely accepted. I was happy to go into work, even though it was a very long shift. I got to work with my friend from IEP from Canada, good times were had by all. Anyways Starbucks has an evil rule that you can't take stuff home @ the end of the night (a sin I hate being wasteful). So me being the bad ass that I am stashed all these stupid sandwiches and fruit cups in random places and bolted out the door with them (the manager was in the back room). Tara and I went to the pub after to have a glass of wine and split up the rations to feed our backpacking room ates and ourselves. I realy only wanted the fruit and two sandwiches to later disect into my eating rituals. However temptation hit and this is where the story begins and ends.

Which leads the story into the present, of me not being able to sleep after having this nice chicken sandwich. I didn't really eat all day due to my bizarre hangover, so when I got home I was real hungry. It started with me having half and then I was like FUCK IT I'm hungry and my belly needs food......I wont make that mistake again...it's not almost two in the morning and I may take an herbal sleeping aid or something to assist me on this rough night.

Nothing is extremely new since I last wrote in my pink little blog. I finally mailed some Christmas cards which I feel bad will probably arrive after NY. It's the thought that counts though, *sorry Mom and Dad* I hope you still love me (hehe)......

Christmas is kinda funny and strange here. The city does not really feel festive @ all. There are some lights and decorations here and there, but I seem to forget what time of year it is most of the time. I feel very calm and tranquil this time of year, not having to deal with all the crap of Christmas is AWESOME. Usually I spend countless hours shopping, and making cards, possibly baking cookies with peoples names in frosting etc. This year I feel like I'm in a smooth sail boat just floating around and enjoying the scenery. I will miss being with the Fam and all, but there will be next year, and Christmas really is just another day. I have a xmas party with IEP this Wednesday @ the Botanical gardens....I'm kinda excited. BBQ seafood and wine oh MY!!!!.....

Speaking of Christmas One real darling thing happened as I was crossing the street before work. I was walking by a bus and all I heard was HO HO HO....most Sydney bus drivers are not very nice, and I thought it was a fit of hostility at first. To my dismay as I glanced over it was a bus driver dressed in FULL OUT SANTA GEAR....He had the hat, the beard, the big red suit, and was waving at everyone out the window. Everyone was laughing and smiling, and having a jolly old time watching Santa driving the Bus.....It was such a beautiful thing, it's so sweet when someone does something like that. It brings the world together and gives us all something to smile about. If I drove a bus I would definitely do something like that, dressing up is what I love to do best.

I figure whatever you do in life you may as well have fun doing it, despite having a real long day @ work I had a lot of fun today. I was twirling a little, and dancing around. Every time we had a Canadian customer I'd give them a high five and we would end up talking about snow or something. I really enjoy talking to all the travellers, most of them are real nice. Some customers are real cows but for the most part 99% of them are cool. It's funny when dealing with rude customers I'm just really polite to them and then they kinda catch themselves and sometimes realize how ungraceful they look. It amuses me and makes time go by faster, I enjoy it very much so.

Anyways that's all I should babble tonight

Wish me luck with my terrible sandwich-itis.....

Love:

Chrissy

So I'm alive I swear!!

My Internet has been down and today I find myself in an Internet cafe with a really bad Sunday Morning pony tail in a terrible mismatched outfit...oh well I'm sure everyone is too hungover to care. To be honest I don't really care either.....I just thought I'd mention it to give you the essence of the day.

Our Internet is down due to the renovations, and the wire snapped in half. It's kinda funny because the guys that work on our apartment are all Scottish. When I would wake up in the morning all I would here is AHHH FUCKK....!!! and bang bang bang bang...bad tempers...One of them is Irish though and he speaks like an angel....very unpersonal and aloof but I could just sit there and listen to him speak...*I get so red in the face* I'm beginning to understand the Scotts more, and not having to say pardon every two seconds anymore. My one roomates Peter said that Canadians are the only people that have trouble understanding them. I don't think that's the case, everyone I know has trouble understanding the Scotties.

Anyways enough about that...lets see what is new?

Starbucks is alright I suppose, it's pretty much the same as in Canada. I was hoping that I would be able to work with people that would want to do stuff after work, and have fun. It's not really like that so much. 99% of all the employees are real straight shooting Asians, who don't really have much a sense of humour. It's strange, because I've very used to razzing people (in a good way) and having them razz me. I was joking around with this one guy because when he marks cups it looks like a huge piece of crap, and all scribbly, (I didn't say it like that of course)but he took it sooooo seriously and was all trying to explain himself and stuff. It was funny, I was talking to him in the backroom and he was telling me about how he's going to school for accounting. I said that was cool, and then he mentioned it's because he doesn't like talking to people. He would rather see numbers all day, and do paperwork...(haha)...that's completely cool of course, everyone is different and that's what makes the world a beautiful place...I just thought it was funny he choose a job in the meantime that is 100% dealing with people. He doesn't really smile, or do anything, just just says--->Hi, and does his job for the most part.

Maybe that doesn't paint too clear of a picture of the types I work with, but I'm sure you can use your imagination, and it's safe to say that everyone plays very much by the rules, and not really the laughable types. I'm a huge people person too. I Love chit chatting with people when it's not too busy and being nice and trying to spread the good cheer. I honestly have more fun talking with other travelling custeomers, and Aussies then the partners. A lot of people ask where I'm from, and are friendly. One really exceptional nice thing that happened was, this dude that came up to me on Friday. He ordered and then after came back after eating his sandwich and told me......

"That I have an exceptionally nice way of communicating with people, and that I will go far in life, and should consider management. He said he noticed how I made people feel comfortable, and was personable with the people. He also said I grace in the way that I carry myself" (Because Starbucks sucks and is very pretentious. I don't like to feed into that, people just want a medium coffee and that's what I"ll give them)aweeee how nice I thought....p.s. I don't mean that in a conceited way....(

That's basically what he said summed up in a nutshell. I thought it was very thoughtful of him to go out of his way to say that. I lit up like a glowworm, and was inspired to keep doing what I'm doing, even if my co-workers see everything as numbers and don't really smile. It's such small things in life that make us all glow, and I think if everyone could just do one thing like that a day (only if it's sincere) then the world could be so much better off.

Work @ Peter Pans is dreadful, when I work there I want to put a bullet in my head. The lady is pretty neurotic, and quite the clean freak. She gives very unclear directions, and is obsessed with dirt. Everything in her mind is dirty, and must be cleaned immediately. I should be the least to complain too, as she has taken somewhat of a liking to me. When she's all busy and hectic she's pretty crazy. However at the end of the day she sucks up to me, and asks me to come back and work as much as I can. I feel badly for my co-workers because she gives me nice treatment compared to them. The ones I have met have all been really sweet German/Finland girls etc. They speak English well and all, but she makes them flier downstairs all day, while I get to work upstairs and do other stupid jobs. I've done both and flyering all day is by FAR way worse. I don't know how they do it, at the end of the day they look like they could drop dead and fall down the stairs on the way out. It makes me feel a little awkward too, because they know that she kinda favours me. I figure if I can just make it ONCE a week doing that then by the time I leave I wont have to pay for too much of my travels. Lets see how I do....euhh

So I was told that Sydney is the SECOND most expensive city in the world. The top three are

1. New York
2. Sydney
3. Tokyo

hmmm? Why I am here I don't know. I'm not going to go on too much of a rant about how stoked I am for February, but I really can't wait. I figure NY will be good, along with Xmas....But Sydney really is the least Aussie place in the country. I feel like I'm selling myself a little bit cheap because I"m really not experiencing anything new, and am doing the same as back home only in a new country. I don't mean this in a complaining way, or a rant. I am happy here and all....But I think my visa time is very precious, and I should have put myself in an element that I have not really done yet (work etc). I could still do waitressing with a Temp agency, but since I'm planning on spending the majority of the year in Queensland I figure I'll invest in that up there. I got offered a job @ a Bar in Kings Cross...I'm going to talk to the guy again and I just have to take my RSA (the same thing as a Smart Serve)...and I should do it if that's the case. That's all I"m going to write about that though, I don't want to come off as a brat....I'm just excited to be more in nature and, living somewhere less like Toronto.

Anyways what else????

The past few days I've mainly been working. I figure if I can work 38 hours of Bux a week and one shift a week @ PP's, then I"ll just break even to where I'm at now. Because I've gotten most of the tourist things out of my system, I find myself settling into more of a normal routine as of two weeks ago. Sydney can be a lot of fun, and there are lots of crazy things going on all the time. However if I live like that for the majority of my time here I'll be in debt and dipping into emergency savings which I definitely wont let myself do. I'm way to "Virgo" and careful to do things like that. Tonight I think I may go to drag queen karaoke....something different and fun.

I went to see cockroach racing last week which was equally gross as it was cool. I wanted to race a cockroach but I showed up late, leaving myself unable to. I'm actually quite glad I didn't have to though. It was a guy that holds up this container of spazzy roaches, trying to escape. Anyways you have to reach in and hold it to put it in this little holding cell, until they are all ready to race. All the girls reacted the same way that I would have, I shuddered watching them pick up these vile devilish creatures. Yet was intrigued, and thought it would be kinda fun to force myself to do something that really grosses me out like that.

This morning all my roommates were sleeping and I went in my room to grab something when I saw something move. I've gotten good with not screaming anymore when I see them. The roach was very smart and pretended it was dead, thinking I wouldn't kill it. I killed the smart little fucker anyways. As some of you may know I especially don't like killing bugs that crunch (I usually try to throw them out the window, but couldn't this morning because of all the sleeping people). So to soften the impact of the crunch I threw newspaper on it and jumped on it. I left it there and will get it when I get home, I felt a little violated and tramatised and didn't want to make any noise. I wouldn't be surprised if the fucker comes back from the dead lays it's eggs in something precious and dear of mine...oh the pain. I've gotten a lot less spazzy with them though, compared to the first roach I saw....I'll have lots of fun up North in Queensland...OMG..hahah spiders the size of my face OMG....

Anyways I think I have written enough

I really hate reading things off of a computer screen, and maybe some of you may feel the same way.

So everyone have yourselves a great day.............................*mwah*

I will upload some pictures soon of random things....Bye...

By The way

Do you believe in Magic?

This is a little silly, but when I was doing my make-up one day I started notice that there was a strange shape in my powder.



Hmmm I pondered to mayself?

Anyways there is a shadow looking thing that is shaped exactly like Australia.....It's hard to make out in the picture, but there is even a circle/shape on the lower left hand corner representing Tasmania...

Coincidence.........hmmmmmmmmmmmm??????

This is that Dinner/Movie place I was writing about...So comfy, I reccomend

















Here is me being all Touresty by the Opera House It was a very windy day down by the Harbour
















My friend and I @ the Work Party


















Roomates that make Champagn Watermelon are the best KinD....mmm

Happy Monday!!!

^^My attempt in being festive^^

Well hello there, so another weekend has passed, leaving me sitting here on a Monday after an exciting day of work followed by a coffee school class...(uh)

So the weekend was nice, had a few big nights, along with some chilling. I found myself in Woolongong on Saturday to go to my friends work party. It was pretty sweet, open bar and all too. I must say I"m proud ofmy composure throughout the night and played it cool, I sipped my drinks like a lady. The party was for an engineering firm so it was mostly older people too. I suppose it started @ around 7:00(ish)... Some guy decided to show up shit faced and fell down the stairs at the beginning of the party (twice)...Who does that? Anyways he got kicked out, before the party started. That's quite the embarassment, I'd feel like such an ass coming into work on Monday. Why on earth would you show up to an open bar event already drunk...at 7:00 too....hmm....??

In ways I wish that I would have moved there instead of staying in Sydney. It's a very darling town, and so close to the beach, I will have to pay it a visit again in the near future. There are a lot of cute cafes and such on the strip, when I was walking around I thought how much better it would be to work in an authentic place instead of gay American Starbucks. Oh well I shant bash myself, I suppose everything is a learning experience. It's only two months of my life as well....I just need to smile and try to work a reasonable amount of hours and all is happy and lovely.

So what else...?? Hmmm I went for a lady night last night. It was pretty tame, being a Sunday and all. We went to the Gaff which was pretty lame, so we decided to go somewhere different. We were on Oxford St. which is the "colourful" area of town *nudge*. We heard awesome amazing dance music from across the street and our faces lit up with glee. So I skipped across the road like a kid on her way to a candy store for the first time. When I got to the door, passport in hand the bouncer kinda looked at me and smirked (in that aweeee you must be new sort of way). Anyways it was "Members only". A quick glance inside told me all too quick what kind of member I had to be, which I most surely am not. It's not fair why can't straight people get to listen to really good music on a Sunday night. Meh I shant complain, though. It was pretty cute because all we wanted to do was find SOMEWHERE to go that was not................

1)Side Bar

2)Scubar

These are the "backpacker" bars, in the central district. It's pretty gay there to be honest. It's full of people (guys in particular) that are a little too excited to have gotten off the plane, and the music is always pretty gay as well. We just sat in our little girl corner and pretended all the lame people didn't exsist. Imagination can go a long way I suppose. We met a really strange ogre like character from America....uhh I really don't like any Americans I have met so far...Of course this is nothing new at all, but it just reinforces my views on them. I wont go on about them though, there may be a few nice ones out there, but thier probably hiding under a rock or something. I really don't like how people may mistake me for being American either. I met someone on Saturday that said the most darling thing though, it went a little like this..

Me: Hey there (bla bla) My names Chrissy what's yours?

Dude: Oh I'm (insert name here, I'm bad with names) So where are you from? Canada?

Me: Ya I am, how did you know?

Dude: Well all the Canadians I've met have sounded like Americans, only thier nice and not assholes...!!!

Aweee that brought my spirts up.......moving right along

Anyways it kinda ended up that those were the only places open so we went to Scubar for a Pint....We met awesome Aussie girls from Queensland on the way though who joined us.

Today was alright, I worked and my shift went alright. I had Espresso school afterwards, which was a bit of a bore. Apparently I make a pretty good latte but my cappachino could use a little less foam. Maybe the way Canada taught me was wrong bla bla...oh well....Anyways I'm pretty sure that this Internet cafe is probably closing soon. The guy is wiping tables and looking excited that the night is coming to an end...so I should quit here..

Good Night/Morning <--whenever you read this....

FYI

(I swear this is the last I'll write about the bird)

The prefix "mag-" is short for "Margaret." Known for its noisy chattering, the European Magpie may have acquired its name as an allusion to nagging. It could have also been named after "Maggot" because it stole eggs and nestlings from other birds. "Pie" is the original name of the bird, from the Latin pica.[1]

Swooping
Magpies tend not to be afraid of people, and they live in urban areas as often as in the bush, so magpies are a familiar sight to most Australians, and their melodic song is widely enjoyed. (It sounds like poison that's a lie)However, if magpies feel threatened while nesting (typically in August-September in southern Australia), even by an inadvertent intrusion into their territory, they will often swoop at the intruder and audibly "snap" their beaks in an attempt to drive them away. Magpies generally swoop from behind, and without warning, so attacks can be somewhat terrifying, particularly to children. For this reason, local authorities sometimes post warning signs during "swooping season", particularly in urban parks. Magpie attacks sometimes cause injuries, typically minor wounds to the scalp; however, this is uncommon.

Warning sign about magpie swooping
To avoid swooping attacks, the best course is to avoid the territory of nesting magpies during the relatively brief nesting season. Magpies are a protected native species in Australia, so it is illegal to kill or harm them.
If it is necessary to walk near the nest, some people prefer to wear protection. Magpies prefer to swoop at the back of the head; therefore, keeping the magpie in sight at all times can discourage the bird. Using a basic disguise to fool the magpie as to where a person is looking (such as painting eyes on a hat, or wearing sunglasses on the back of the head)<---that is my favourite part....I wonder if people have that bad of problems that they actually do that can also prove effective, as can holding an object above one's head. In some cases, magpies may become extremely aggressive and attack people's faces; it may become very difficult to deter these birds from swooping. If a bird presents a serious nuisance the local authorities may arrange for that bird to be legally euthanised, or more commonly, to be caught and relocated to an unpopulated area.
It is claimed by some that swooping can be prevented by feeding the magpies. By this is meant not putting out a feeder, but feeding them in person. The idea is that humans thereby get removed from the "danger" category. As always when feeding wildlife, feeding should be irregular so as to discourage dependence.

I'm sure none of you ever want to hear me obsess about this stupid bird again...I just have been particularily intrigued by this vile creature, and felt the uncontrollable urge to share....

Bye now.............

This is a picture symbolizing my past fear of the Bird. However I am optimistic that the bird may be willing to make peace with me, and not try to gash my sweet precious skull. I wonder what my brains taste like? hmmmmmmmmm

Well Hello There and G'day to all of you

I've been real lazy with writing lately so tonight I'm feeling lazy *due to late night festivities* therefore have decided to park my ass in the living room to type, and watch cheesy movies on TV. (Yes that was a very bad run on sentence. I apologize to my old English teachers)

Anyways lets see.....here we go......

Work: So Yes I cheer!!! I am a working girl now, and I throw my arms up in the air and shout HURRAY!!! I try not to be a workaholic crazy Canadian, however it is in my blood and I don't think there really is too much I can do about that. Not working since October (before Halloween), has left my idle hands very itchy to work and I have been waiting in anticipation. Many good things come from working. Meeting awesome Aussies is one. Back Packers are great and all, but it's the Aussies that make this country so outstanding, interesting, and darling. Anyways I started @ Starbucks this week. I did two coffee school classes *I was quiet and didn't want to be the girl who knew everything, but the teacher took quite a liking to me*....Then yesterday was my first Barista shift. I really missed my sweet barista job. The managers absolutely adore me, it's quite darling. There is a little drama that people all feel the need *especially management* to confide in me. Hmmm!!! this could work to my disadvantage, but I have the mentality of being nice to everyone and doing my job. Because of this everyone has been welcoming and sweet.

One girl seems a little like she could use some fibre in her diet *uptight and all*...but it's pretty busy there so I can just imagine she is not there. She is not rude though and that's what counts. Maybe I'll sneak some flax in her latte when she's not looking. I also did some work with Peter Pans which is a Travel Agency in Oz. The staff are pretty nice and quite humorous. They were really impressed on my North American work ethic, and asked if they could keep me? hmmm I will work there as long as I can, until I feel like puking. Time goes slowly, but that will be less money out of my pocket when travel time comes so I will keep that in mind.

Leisure: It's been a fun week. I hung out with the ladies quite a lot and it's been good times. Our company decided to renovate our kitchen and add another room so in compensation they treated us like princesses on Mon/Tues. We went for dinner at this real darling Thai restaurant, I had sea food soup, and was very excited to get some squid *drool* The main event was Tuesday we went to this really awesome Dinner/movie Indian Vegetarian restaurant. The food was wicked, and when you are done you get to watch a movie in this very quaint and darling theatre. Instead of chairs you get to lie on futons with lots of pillows, which was very comfy. Quite the novelty, I would definitely go back there, if anyone from Sydney is reading this the place is called Govindas and it's on Darlinghurst road outside of Kings Cross. Good times!!!

Life in General: I haven't been attacked by crazy birds lately which makes me happy. I found out they are called Magpies and go crazy during nesting season. I was told by my friend Peter that people have gotten stitches from them before, SHITE....I still Jay-walk to avoid that stupid tree. Speaking of J-walking I was so worried about getting smoked by a car when I first got here. I would stand at an intersection with all the other travellers waiting for the little walking man that makes us all feel a sense of comfort. Being in Sydney a little while now, I'm now blending in with the locals a little. *Don't worry Mom and Dad I still look both ways (I just have to look right first instead of left)*.

I suppose those are most of the main things that have happened this week without boring you with the small details. However small details I find are usually the most interesting. When writing after being lazy for a week, this can be difficult though.

I anticipate going to a Christmas Party with an Aussie friend that I made about a month ago. That should be fun.....Free booze too..hehe....And BBQing on the Beach with my roomies and other Aussie friend on Sunday...I can't wait. A little secret of mine is that I have never BBQed before, I say this and hang my head in shame at the same time. I will learn though, I'm just too preoccupied with my magical salads/oatmeal/omelettes/soups etc. It's sickening actually. One thing I really enjoy making lately is Squash. People don't call it Squash here though, they call it pumpkin which threw me off @ first. A lot of things are the same but just called different things and vise versa. Today I asked @ work if they would like me to stock the "POP" fridge. Thier faces lit up that I had noticed it, but they were like POP what the shit are you talking about Canada girl. The one girl was like "Where are you from again?" It was quite comical. That has happened twice actually.

Anyways I like our new kitchen it's pretty sleek, tomorrow I'm heading to China town and making some awesome casserole, I think I will just be in that mood. Anyways that is way too much blabbering on my behalf. I shall post some pictures above for your amusement.

*mwah*
Love:
Chrissy

some pretty salt water displays, the camera doesn't really do them justice though

This snail was awesome, Rebecca and I were watching it for a while. It just chills and has this little snail tongue that it licks the glass with....It's like a little snail puppy (maybe you had to be there uhmm so ya moving along)

I want to swim with the fishes

Aquarium Fun

The Platypus is very swift in the water, and it was hard to take a decent picture of the sweet darling. They really are fascinating creatures. They have webbed feet like a duck, along with a bill. They have fur like a mammal, yet lay eggs like a bird....They are also very poisonous. They have thorns by their duck feet and if they strike you, it's pretty shitty. I saw on Discovery this guys leg was twice the size and all purple and veiny. They had to inject morphine into his bone from four angles to stop the pain. Intense stuff huh? So let this be a lesson to you, if you see one admire it from afar and don't piss it off..

I thought this sign was sort of cute so I took a picture

This is the salt water crocodile

Did you know? The easiest way to tell a Salt Croc and a Fresh water croc is their teeth. It's hard to tell his the picture, but a Salt waters teeth interlock like a zipper. The fresh waters top teeth all just go down and is more of an over bite then interlocking. Salt water crocs grow to be MUCH bigger and are also much more known for thier man eating capabilities. Nonetheless you should not piss either off.... Just not a good idea.

Here is a small fresh water Crocodile, just chilling....

I went with my flat mate to feed the ducks it was a delightful afternoon. There was a vast variety of ducks and annoying seagulls. The duck right up front was so friendly I was a little scared. I was sitting down and he just chilled beside me looking sad when all my bread was gone. It was a very windy day so windy in fact that sometimes you wouldn't hear what someone was saying because of it.

Hello and Happy Sunday (Saturday in Canada)....

So a quick update on life goes as such

1)I'm a Barista as of Tuesday (I have to go back to coffee school though uhhh) I have about 16 hours of coffee school and ideally will have a few shifts over the weekend and such. I suppose my file didn't say terrible things about me. The manager said I should feel special and that I sparkled like a star in my interview...haha (awe blush)

2)I'm going to do some cheesy promotions for a travel comp. (supposed to @ least). I just have to tell people that there is free Internet upstairs in the store and give them rubber bracelets bla bla....The pay is in credit so I get to use it towards my next travels. I think of it as a piggy bank, if I do it for about 6 hours a week for the next two months then I will have my trip paid for (and maybe some discounts too we will see)...

Those are the big things I suppose...The weather has been garbage over the weekend. Real cloudy and windy, I was hoping to barbie some chicken and Kangaroo @ the beach today but no such luck it's not a nice day @ all....Oh well there will always be other days.

I'm real glad to start working though. Unless you want to CONSTANTLY spend money in Sydney you really have to work. Everything costs money and three weeks without working makes my idle hands very happy to work. It will be cool working with other Aussies and backpackers too...I enjoy working...I'll probably be one of those bull headed people that will never retire, and direct traffic for school kids, and swap recipe ideas for tuna salad with Moms when I'm 64 or something....Anyways that's enough blabbering....I guess I have written the highlights of job changes...The rest is all pretty typical Sydney stuff...I went to the aquarium yesterday afternoon with Rebecca, that was a nice lady date. The best part was the platypus, and the penguins. The penguins reminded me of watching March of the Penguins with my Mom and Dad and I felt all warm and sentimental...aweeee I'm a big cheese head....Bye now