Wish me luck!!  I hope I reappear soon.

Actually – let’s scratch that Dear Email Hacker, and instead start it this way,

To the pathetic loser who decided it’d be cool to hack into my mom’s email,

You suck.  I hope the next thing you hack up is a lung.  And then I hope you choke on that lung, die, and go to hell,  I don’t appreciate getting fake/spam emails from my MOM late on a Saturday night when I KNOW SHE’S ASLEEP.  I also don’t appreciate having to call her at 3am just to tell her, “Oh hey guess what mom?  You’ve been hacked!  And lucky you – all of your personal information may now be in danger.”

Anger – it’s a feeling.  I feel it.

Here’s a little taste of what I’m enjoying down here.  :)  Oh and go leave a comment on my photoblog to be entered into a drawing to win an 8×10 of one of the pics!!  :)

“OOH!” I exclaimed to my flatmate Sam.  ”Look he killed himself.”
Sam looked at me quizzically.  ”Daisy he’s just floating – trapped in a box.”
“Oh.”

When we ran into a bunch of nooses (Sculpture by the Sea 2009 is finally here!) Sam only saw rope.
Hmmm …. They sure were KNOTTED like nooses!!!

And THEN we ran into this guy.  And I was really digging him.
He’s cute – unexpected – unobtrusive.
Even though he is ABOUT TO KILL HIMSELF!!!
Umm hello??  Those are some dangerous rocks to almost be jumping off!!
Though strangely Sam only saw a man gazing at the vast ocean

I wasn’t a big fan of this one.  Never have been into dead zombies charging from hell to kill people.
Would you ever guess that Sam kind of liked it??  He saw a pretty pony!

And last but not least – DEMONS (and no I did NOT adjust the color of this picture!!)

Yeah – DEMONS.  And they were perched next to a tree filled with massive blair witch project wanna bee creepy tree things.
Sam says they were just beehives – next to garden sprites.

And you what I say to that??

WHATEVER!!

Except I can’t help but thinking … maybe I need some sleep.

It’s like I’m on the Bachelor AND the Bachelorette at the SAME TIME!!!!

And that about sums it up.  Do I need to say more?  Probably not.  But I will anyway.  :)

I’ve been looking into online dating as part of my studies on network society and digital culture (it’s what I’m getting my Master’s in) OMGOSH!!!  It’s like WORSE than real dating and I hate real dating.   So there you have it.  Sure you get anonymity (KIND OF) and you can share feelings without the physical stuff getting in the way (KIND OF) but seriously – at least if you start dating a dude in REAL LIFE you can be fairly certain that if you’re talking everyday and seeing each other every week – he PROLLY doesn’t have time and isn’t doing that with anyone else.

But in the DIGITAL WORLD??

Watch out!  You can have 15 concurrent emotional email affairs going AT ONCE!!! You think you’re getting close to someone – but they’re just feeding the same lines to you and to every other girl they think is hot or decent- depending on the dude.  NOT COOL!

Oh AAANNNDDD people only post their top pics of themselves – I think there should be a rule that you must post a MINIMUM of like 30 pics.  3 pics?  6 pics?  10 pics?  You can’t get an idea of what a person looks like from that.

OH AND BIG NEWS – DAISY CHANGED HER RELATIONSHIP STATUS ON FB!!!!

As of today I am OFFICIALLY listed as IN A RELATIONSHIP on Facebook.  I know Mom – this is going to come as a bit of a shock to you considering we talked last night and I told you I wasn’t dating anyone – HOWEVER – I decided to make my commitment to my dogs OFFICIAL.  Oh yes.  I’m in an open relationship with Duchess and Chloe.  They even have their own facebook profile!

Don’t act surprised.

And just be glad Lily Chocolate Cupcake doesn’t have one – cuz guess what??  That snobby kitty has come crawling back (and of course I took her right back in!!! Aw – I LOVE my little Lily Chocolate Cupcake!!! – but not as much as Duchess and Chloe.)

Here’s 2 pictures:

Oh and CC+4 befriended Duchess and Chloe on Facebook.  I don’t know why.  Maybe it was auto-generated??  But he left them a comment on their page – it’s really cute of him.  But I can’t be thinking things like that.  Stupid boyz.

I’ve always known I like doubles – I mean I did adopt TWO cats.  Then later when I was ready for more responsibility I adopted TWO dogs.  I usually get dumped by two people at once (or TWICE) I double recipes almost all of the time.  I sleep on a double bed (only in AUS though) and yeah – I accidentally bought the same pair of jeans twice as well.  I thought they were different.  They weren’t.

I blame the throat infection which I’ve had twice in a row for my latest mind voids.

Wait … you’ve had a throat infection twice in a row??  But doesn’t that just mean you’ve had it for a really long time?

NOPE.

Apparently I had like a strep throat infection and then WHILE I was recovering from my throat infection I got a throat VIRAL infection – leaving me sick with a husky voice TWICE!!!   I have to sleep twice as much.  I do homework 2222 times more slowly (which is twice of what would be twice the numeral two – oh forget it) and I am twice as lethargic as I would be on an ordinary lazy day (hence why I am NOT going to delete the doubles right now.)

Here’s the pics I uploaded TWICE – but lucky you – I’ve decided to only upload them ONCE to the blog.  Oh and you can click on them if you want to see the full deal:

Oh and I know this is probably Too Much Info!!  But I’ve been losing hair like TWICE as much since I got sick – maybe it was the antibiotics?? I don’t know but seriously GROSS!!!  Like for real – I have long hair – we all know that stray strands of hair found here or there are one of the inconveniences of having – well – of having hair in general.  Long hair makes it a little bit more noticeable.  It’s part of life.  But seriously – SO MUCH of my hair has been falling out I ALMOST took a picture to gross you all out.  I can just imagine – you’d be like SSSSIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCKKKKKK.  And I’d be like – yeah – tell me about it.  My shower complains every day.

Ok since I’m TWICE as rottenly delightful as ever – I’ll stop here.  Have a WONDERFUL whatever day you are on – I’ll be on Wednesday – maybe Thursday – or actually just if you’re not in Australia – just add a day – it’s easiest that way.  And don’t worry – the world isn’t going to end tomorrow because I’m living tomorrow and yeah – the world is still around.  :)

Pretty peaches and tangerines!  Night all!

If you can’t tell – I MAY have been a LITTLE crabby that night with my ghetto beach-bum rock-band SUCKING neighbors – and because of a few other things like the fact that MEN DON’T HAVE HEARTS!!!  BUT!!!  GUESS WHAT????  LAST NIGHT I WAS EVEN MORE CRABBY!!!!

MORE!!

Hard to believe – I know.  But it’s true – or at least it WAS true for the whole of a couple hours until a hot knight in damp armor (it was raining outside) rescued me from my rottenness and I got over it – temporarily.

So what could have temporarily made Daisy  MORE crabby than all of those crabby emoticons above??

Oh I don’t know … maybe the fact that North Sydney aka CommitmentPhobe aka Ultimate Douchebag aka HE’S DEAD TO ME decided to call and RIP out my heart – total gory Halloween style – and SMASH IT UP INTO A NICE MUSHY MUSHNESS and FRY IT UP LIKE A HAMBURGER.

We dated a bit, I hated him for a bit, I fell in love with him for a bit and TWO weeks ago he told me he was ready to take a chance on love (this was TWO WEEKS AGO!!)

LAST NIGHT he called to tell me HE HAS GOTTEN BACK TOGETHER WITH HIS EX from two years ago THAT HE’S ALWAYS TOLD ME HE COULDN’T STAND and THEY’RE THINKING OF MOVING IN TOGETHER!

Say WHHHAAATTT???  Two weeks he told me I WAS THE ONLY GIRL IN HIS LIFE.  Right.  Can we say DOUCHEBAG??

My mom says he’s dead to us.  So guess what??  I hope he DOESN’T rest in peace and GUESS WHAT ELSE??

This is his official Daisy Blog Obituary.

CommitmentPhobe was really cool until he turned into a weird-o freak.  Ultimate Douchebag was always a douchebag.  And although I fell in love with North Sydney and his child and although he loved me in his own twisted way too –  he only loved me as his emotional and relationship CRUTCH and it’s time to let him walk all on his own.   Good Riddance!

And if I could stick my tongue out in childish glory – I soooooo would.  But he’s “dead” to me now – and to my mom – so I think it’s time to live it up a little in Sydney before I go home.  Watch out!  I usually take the high road…

but I think it’s time to take a walk on the wild side.

in other news, I took these really cool photos that you may or may not have seen on my other blog 4, 5, 6, ELEVEN Petals.

Ugh.

Anyway – back to the one sided convo – I’m good at these….

North Sydney got a similar email.  And no – I’m not bitter AT ALL!  nope nope nope – I’m in a FABULOUS mood.  hmphf!!

Oh I bet you are just DYING to know.  *wink*  After one week of being “updated” I’ve discovered some VERY interesting things about myself.  AAANNNDDD very interesting things about the way men try and pick-up chics online … I’ve learned which techniques are OVER USED, which seem fresh, which ones are SO DUMB and which ones make me smile.  It’s quite fascinating really!!

So how do I filter?  Which guys make the cut?  How can I possibly make that decision?  It seems so … so … so… MEAN!  And judgmental!!

I mean seriously – what if this dude happens to be perfect but his game is just a little off at the moment?  HAHA!  No.   At the moment, with my time schedule, in order for Mr. Right to actually BE Mr. Right – he’s going to have to be playing up to par.  OR if he’s playing to be a bestie and isn’t interested in anything more – he’s going to have to be funny.  :)  I could use the laughs right now!!  *cheesy smile*

Anyway – please don’t take this blog the wrong way. Part of my therapy/learning is that I am supposed to try and be more discriminating with my time because I so often feel overwhelmed with social engagements or guilty for wanting to be the introvert that I am.  My therapist says it’s OK for me to prefer not to hang out with some people.  And it’s OK if I would prefer to spend more time with A than B.

And so in the world of online dating – this is a GREAT opportunity for me to practice my filtering skills.  For example – today I read an email from a dude whose profile says that he can’t stand femi-nazis or those who are pro-choice.  Ok – I respect he has opinions on the matter.  But “femi-nazis?”  OMGOSH – I’m against Nazis but femi-nazi??  What does that even mean?? Oh so he’s against women who are feminist?  Maybe he’s not secure with his manhood?  I don’t know – I just know that he and I are NOT compatible.

#1 – we’re prolly not compatible if you use inflammatory speech and state that you hate or can’t stand a specific group of people on your profile page.  Unless of course you just can’t stand people who can’t stand other people – cuz I’m with you there!!  I have no tolerance for prejudice.  But if you are intolerant of others’views – not cool.  The world is all shades of grey – if you only see two colors – we’re PROLLY not compatible.

Anyway … funny funny … I wrote back to this guy and flat out told him that I probably hit MOST of his red-flags being that I’m not super conservative, I DO believe in women’s rights and I DON’T have a fascination with guns.  I didn’t NEED to write back – but seriously – I thought it would be better to be blunt that I’m NOT his girl.

Oh heavens.  Heavens heavens heavens.  He wrote back and asked me how I could call myself a Christian.  Hmm … \

Maybe he forgot about the story where Jesus didn’t shun or hate the prostitute??

Right – and HE’S the one who is Christian …

Ok – enough out of me.  :)  I’ll keep you updated on the sweet world of online match-making as time goes on.  HAHAHAHAHA!

Good Mood Gig from SAM-e

AAANNNDDD I kind of think that maybe even if I don’t get the job – I think dedicating one day a week to writing about finding and maintaining inner happiness might be a great way to go.  Sometimes I wish I didn’t know much about the subject (only because I learned about it the hard way) but other times I’m grateful when I can share a few words with someone in need.

Finding inner happiness – part 1

Have you ever felt free?  Free from the pressures of work. Free from the pressures of family, society, money,etc.?    Have you ever thought, “I never want this moment to end” ??

Take a moment today and relive that experience.  Take a moment and feel where you were – what you were doing – the sounds, sights, smells.  Maybe you were catching a nice wave while surfing.  Maybe your cat sat purring in your lap.  Maybe it was while you played a musical instrument, or it was after a long day of work and you were chilling on your bed with your feet up.  :) Maybe it was outside when you eyes beheld breathtaking beauty.  A waterfall, a peaceful spring, seeing a wild dolphin swim next to you.  Maybe it was beauty from the heart – coming home to a big happy hug from your adorable child.  Or maybe – just maybe – if you were me – you were laying outside under a big willow tree with two beautiful dogs by your side watching the clouds go by.

You don’t have to be doing anything “special” to experience this escape.  You simply have to live.

Stop the torrent of thoughts scrambling around in your mind.  Set aside your worries for 10 minutes.  Breathe.  Look.  See.  Feel.  And then?  And then take a big sigh and smile.

Our actions may not be directly related to the patterns of our thoughts and changing our thinking doesn’t ensure change in behavior.

On the other hand, our thoughts are most certainly directly affected by our actions.  And if we choose to act in ways we may not feel (if we try to attempt happiness when we are sad),  if we keep this up, eventually the thoughts will follow.   Maybe we can’t let go of it all today – maybe there is just too much stress.  Ok.  That’s ok.  Go back in time and relive a prior experience.  Remember how it felt.  Feel it again.

Sigh and let the world go for one minute.  Then smile and feel the energy around you.  Laugh.  Love.  Live.

It only takes a moment.  Try it today.