December 07, 2004
on top of something, alright
Greetings Goldie--

Here is your horoscope for Tuesday, December 7:

You're on top of the world right now -- and you won't be climbing down any time soon. So if a bit of intrigue comes your way via a work-related situation, you'll be able to handle it, and keep smiling, too.

I got the job. THE job. My new title is Manager, Communication and Media Liaison.


I love it when my horoscope is right *squeeeee*!!!

posted by goldie @ 09:52 AM : comments(20) : view »
October 24, 2004
a rose by any other name

pointed via Rachel, the ewe (?!)

Helen, the Bright One.
Name Origin: Greek
Number of Syllables: 2.00
Gender: Female

More interesting facts about the name Helen:

Lucky Number: 8 (I was born on the 8th)
Ruling Planet: Saturn (BAH! Effin typical. No wonder life always seems to think I need to be taught a lesson.)
Element: Earth
Primary Color: Rose (Pink's alright)
Traits: Inclined to be cold and pessimistic. Not much sense of humor. Often slow getting off the mark but usually ends up ahead of the game. Successful, especially where money is concerned. Frequently connected with mining, real estate and the law. Also with cemeteries and pawnshops (WTF?!). Believes that hard work never killed anyone. Often prepossessed with thoughts of the past.

About the only correct thing in that analysis is the last sentence. I always knew I had the wrong name. Let's see what they say about goldie.
Goldie, made of gold.
Name Origin: English
Number of Syllables: 2.00
Gender: Female

More interesting facts about the name Goldie:

Lucky Number: 7
Ruling Planet: Neptune
Element: Water
Primary Color: Violet
Traits: Frequently possesses E.S.P. Extremely "psychic"; Introvert. Although she does not say much, she usually knows a great deal (Aheh). Mysterious. Often interested in psychology, psychiatry, chemistry, and botany (funny that. I did a psych degree with a minor in organic chemistry. and I like to garden. a lot). Knowledgeable in astrology and all fields of the occult. Fond of fishing (absolutely NOT! I'm afraid of the things). Inclined to take from the "haves" and give to the "have nots" (most certainly).

I think you'll agree my screen name has me slightly better off. *grin*

posted by goldie @ 10:17 AM : comments(7) : view »
October 08, 2004
would you like fries with that?

I have a rather irreverent family. If you don't already, please take 90% of my posts with some boxed Maldon sea salt. Even when we're talking about the most serious of stuff, we love to laugh. And the laughter brings love :).

Case in point.

Setting: A few days ago in a small city café. Think light, bright, generic.

Me: How's your salad?
CY: YUM! Although you should see what I have to start eating next week.
Me: What? Did you go to the nutritionist?
CY: Yeah. Apparently my liver is filthy and dirty from all my treatment and needs a good cleanse.
Me: Eew. Not that you weren't already filthy. So you have to eat just veggies and stuff?
CY: And I'm only allowed fish, no meat. And I hate fish. *screws up nose* And it all has to be organic. I'm not allowed sugar, just pure organic hippy honey from like one tiny little stall in the Central Market.
Roja: *chuckles* And... tell her the rest...
CY: OH! No dairy! No caffeine!!!! I might die!!! And I have to eat all these seeds. Like flaxseed and linseed and some other kind of bloody seed every single day.
Me: *looks comically aghast*
CY: It's not enough that I've lost my hair. Maybe I should just move in the with budgie now. Hey! I might sprout some feathers...?!
Me and Roja: *spit drinks all over the table*

posted by goldie @ 07:44 AM : comments(4) : view »
September 21, 2004
train tracks, train tracks part 2

Guess what? I'm in a net cafe on my lunch break. Sad, but true. But I just had to tell you stuff.

So I just came back from my ortho appointment. Do you want the good news first, or the bad news?

More »

posted by goldie @ 01:49 PM : comments(6) : view »
September 12, 2004
in memoriam

There are a few posts around the place on exactly where people were when they heard about 9-11.

I remember getting a call at about 11.15 pm (Aussie time) that night from a good friend saying "Ohmigod, ohmigod! They've flown into the World Trade Centre in New York!".

You might kill me for this, but the next thing I thought was "". Really. Which I think was more a testament to all the movies and television I'd seen documenting disasters. It truly didn't feel real to me, and I couldn't understand what all the fuss was about.

It didn't help that I happened to be snogging away in the back corner of Spats Cafe on my second date with my now-husband.

In fact it didn't hit me at all until I got home later that night and saw the horrific images on the news... images of the planes careering straight into the buildings. Of the people trapped inside jumping resignedly to their deaths, rather than waiting helplessly to be crushed or consumed by fire. Of the firefighters who charged in fearlessly to save the lives of those who couldn't help themselves, and ended up sacrificing their own.

Even in a country thousands of miles away, we'll never forget.

We keep a huge piece of broadsheet newsprint, a full colour panorama of the massacre, tacked up on our office wall to remind us of those qualities that separate us from the animals: compassion, conscience, tolerance and intelligence. And regret.

posted by goldie @ 07:08 PM : comments(20) : view »
September 10, 2004
train tracks, train tracks!

Lovely Helen wrote a beautiful entry the other day on how many ages she can feel in a single day. I must say I know the feeling.

Especially since I went to the dentist on Wednesday morning, and was instantly transported back to being 13 years old when he uttered some fateful words:

"You need to have your braces put back on again."

Yep, that's right. Three thousand bucks and 18 months of a ripped up mouth and continuous pain (of both the physical and insecure-teenaged-emotional kind) have apparently slipped right down the drain.

It got even weirder when I rang my old ortho, and when I told the receptionist my maiden name she actually remembered who I was. Fifteen years on.

Now don't get me wrong - I don't look like Austin Powers or anything, but it's got to the point where I can't get my bottom teeth clean, and my gums are exacting revenge on me for not keeping their living quarters spic and span.

I would go with invisalign (ala Tom Cruise), but with a six to eight thousand dollar hit to the hip pocket and no insurance willing to cover it, it's not worth it. Looks like the good ole clear plastic brackets for me if I want some dosh back from the insurers. Although I gotta say, the ortho should be giving me this treatment for free in my opinion!

So. Anyone else out there who has embraced the archwire in adulthood?

posted by goldie @ 12:44 PM : comments(9) : view »