took dad to hospital for his surgery, Valkyrie insisted - I wasn't against it but I knew the old man would be embarrassed. nonetheless got him there.
next bit of the plan, not so good. go back to the house to beard the dragon in her lair.
valkyries entirely well meant, but predictably (to me, not the bubbling with good cheer and positivity Val) destined to fail attempt to try to be nice to my mother was met with polite suspicion, and non engagement. partially because the dragon is more than selectively deaf.
frustrated by the non result Valkyrie ranted through the drive to breakfast, such is the power of the dark side that Val's happy bubble was burst.
at 1900h I got a call from the dragon, demanding to know what it was all about. indignant at the accurate but more diplomatically put descriptions of her, the dragon was on the attack:
"who does she think she is?
how dare she?
whose family? I'm not her family.
plus much more...
I hung up when the attacks started targeting me and my dad who is only in hospital having some heart surgery. clearly the dragon does not see this as important (since she does not have one).
dad had previously warned Valkyrie about the blowback of her good intentions....
then in a further leson, and reminder that no good deed goes unpunished, more
Murdoch papers (i think more than 70% of papers in the country) have made it perfectly clear that the ALP needs to go. All pretence of impartiality is gone.
Labor are in quite a mess, some embarrassing flip-flopping, and some uncomfortable decisions that have been poorly made have made the traditional ALP supporter unsure of the party they have supported.
That said, the Liberal/National coalition has steadfastly refused to release their costings on their proposed budget with less than four days to the polls. Their shadow treasurer went into a live debate with the newly appointed Treasurer unable to speak with any real authority and name any figures. Normally, I'd say that Joe Hockey would eat Chris Bowen for breakfast, but Bowen as smooth as he is, and Hockey with his hands tied behind his back, Bowen came out clearly ahead.
Prime Minister Rudd appeared on Q&A answering questions from the audience and patiently listened, and then gently deflected and answered what he felt like answering (as politicians do / have to) but what came of it was an endless stream of questions about "what's in it for me" which I find pretty embarrassing from the public. From the single mother moved to a job seeker allowance, less than her previous support (I think she suggested $260 / week), to the man complaining that the proposed ALP scheme meant that if his wife took time off from work to have a child she would not get anything near what the Coalition have promised (half her pay). For him to be suggesting that she should get $75,000 a year to have a baby is simply ridiculous. Once again, I end up the asshole for suggesting that if you cannot afford a child perhaps you should not have one.
Of course, the continued rise of the minority parties, and the power of the independents in parliament continues to be a source of interest, from the Greens (i.e. the old Labor Left & and a bunch of hippies) whose environmentally and socially popular policies, completely fail to address the unavoidable economic issues, to the newly formed Bob Katter party who are turning from their coalition roots to assist the ALP in the country, in return for promises of development in some largely deserted and desperately under funded areas in the north.
Of course the shining light of it all, is Clive Palmer's "Palmer United Party". Clive Palmer is a man who has made billions from mining, and has never seen the end of a movie (I suspect). His current plans include building "Titanic II" and dinosaurs at one of his Gold Coast amusement parks. We all know (except for him it seems) how these things end.
Today he claimed that he has uncovered a spy! Nothing gets past him.
somewhere today I lost my earring. when this happens it is never good.
hull down. batten down the hatches. brace for impact. assume crash positions. straight bat. take no chances.
I feel bad. i have wanted to write for a while but have continued to be crap.
quite a whirl of action.
took child to monsters u today.
behind on a number of projects.
wanted to take a moment to remember myperfectsky —
saw isotripy and new baby. she looks happy. baby looks like healthy baby. guess everyone wins.
work drama. house drama. life drama. miss being a comedy.
nothing to really complain about.
challenges everywhere. life never stops.
being injured is no fun.
the hat rack bizarrely looks like a giant dog suit head
blues... another year?
comrades lovers and friends. we need them all.
am dangerously close to being responsible for a cat.
want to get off. dizzy.
vive le France! celebrating freedom from our oppressors! Eating amazing, quaffing freedom by the neck!
Achilles tendon ridiculously sore and tight. also possible sympathy pains from the Valkyrie's clipped wing. Now joined by her hobbit with a literally broken wing. Part-time Boy Genius a stoic and conservative chauffeur.
Chaos. Life. Potato. Tomato.
is wiped out
I thought i had mine already.
some might say that the past ten years constitutes one.
i can have ice cream for breakfast if i want to, i'm a grown up.
- Current Mood: stressed
shouldn't I pay attention or make choices or something.
asus s400c replacement screen part number
should get something fucking useful.