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Despite a certain person who has recently become quite important in my life going overseas and becoming uncontactable for 3 months as of yesterday, I am feeling remarkably upbeat.

Also, this song has grown on me so much. I don't usually like music which is so relentlessly positive, but this has me dancing. And I'm a quiet, black-clad figure who does not dance.


 nothing new, but I still find this mesmerising. MUST select 720p for this one though.

In my latest attempt to maintain some degree of physical fitness (heh, yeah, I know...) I have signed up for a series of pilates classes, of all things.

I was expecting to find them alienating and unpleasant. I will freely admit that I can be irrationally judgemental about the tiniest of things, and that the idea of doing pilates does not fit very well with my self-image, due to my (totally unfounded) stereotype of the kind of person who usually takes these kind of classes. 

In light of this, the class was not really that bad. 

But... jesus christ, who would have thought that pilates would be this confusing! I was totally lost for almost the whole hour. The instructor was a tiny little woman with an English accent, who ended every sentence with a 'yeah?'  and who gave out a constant stream of instructions at a million miles an hour. Tense your abdominal muscles, exhale while moving your arm one way and your leg another, relax your shoulders, soften your chest, look towards your feet, breathe laterally... we were being told to do all of these things at the same time, and I don't even really know what some of those phrases mean. I couldn't take half of it in. And through the whole thing, an atmosphere of absolute solemnity.

To make it even better, I was the only one there who had never done pilates before. So everyone else would be moving identically while I was doing completely the wrong thing. A few times things were going so terribly that I would just start shaking with suppressed laughter at the ridiculousness of how uncoordinated I am. I thought I was holding it in pretty well, but then the girl diagonally opposite from me started laughing as well.

Well, at least I managed to crack the 'serious business' atmosphere of the room for a couple of seconds. My work is done for this week.

And one more thing...

One of my new "favourite people" is Anthony Fisher, the new bishop of Parramatta.

Apparently Nazism, Stalinism, Pol Pot's regime, mass murder, abortion and relationship breakdown are all caused by atheism. Who knew? My own little faithless life seems so quiet, I had no idea about all the havoc that I am causing.

It is difficult to understand what the point making a statement like this could be. Is he trying to congratulate his congregation on how they are different from all those godless heathen murderers? Trying to shame or scare atheists into becoming religious? I'm not sure how he could think this method of attack would be effective on either count.

It seems like the only possible outcome of making statements like this would be scaring away the saner members of the general public, and making himself look somewhat unhinged. Reading his remarks makes me cringe at the fact that I was ever a Catholic. I know that I would be even angrier than I am now if someone who represented me was going around spouting rubbish like this.

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 All very odd. It's about a quarter to nine, and very dark outside. Even darker than I would have expected, since none of the streetlights on my street are working. About five minutes ago I walked around the corner to post a letter, and  - the post box is gone! I am not impressed.

Anyway, I'm off to the country tomorrow. It's a shame, because Good Friday will see a lot of things going on here that I wish I could attend (a queer women's event called 'Electronic music speed dating' - the name is a joke, but still *_*! AND a separate festival consisting of around 8 hours of experimental music... why is it that these stupid obscure things only show up when I am required elsewhere?!). At least the trip will give me a chance to catch up on a whole lot of letter writing, since god knows there's nothing else to do out there. So, to those of you who are expecting mail from me, it will most likely get posted upon my return to civilisation. And to those of you who I don't already write letters to, if you'd like me to start, message me an address ^-^. 

I feel like I need a holiday really, really badly. Usually I'm a bit of a workaholic (albeit a somewhat lazy one, with a tendency to procrastinate). This time though, I feel like a break is a necessity, like my whole body is crying out for rest. When I get back after Easter, I'll be back at work for 4-5 days, then off to Melbourne for a week. Life is good - as I said, that week is badly needed. I just need to come up with a plan to ensure that I don't end up being forced to listen to nothing but Slayer on the drive down there.
  Of all the parts of this (admittedly really stupid) movie that don't involve a giant turtle, this is my favourite:

'Dr Contraire'? Ha!

When watching this earlier today, I was thinking 'since when does a 'news report' like this occur in a film that is not a comedy?'

Then I remembered that I have actually on several occasions seen exchanges on tv which were only a few notches down from this on the scale of ridiculousness. It's always great when 'quality current affairs' programmes = two politicians seeing who can shout the loudest and drown out their opponent.

'sex not specified'

I'm too tired to add much commentary on this right now, but I picked up a free copy of the Sydney Morning Herald when I visited the MCA today. This article was on the cover, and it immediately caught my attention:


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All I will say just now is that I would love it if 'sex not specified' became the default designation. Why should it be specified anyway?

Either way, I feel like this was a good news day. 


Writer's Block: Kids or child-free?

Whether you've chosen to have children or live child-free, how and when did you (or will you) reach this decision? If you're in a relationship, did you (or will you) decide separately or together?

For me, there was never a decision to be made. I have always known that I would never have children, as far back as I can remember. From being five years old and wanting to become a nun because I thought it was the only alternative to marriage and children, to feeling as if the prison doors were closing every time my ex used to talk about how great it would be if an egg could be fertilised with another egg, it's something that has always been with me.

As a teenager, I used to say that this world is too full already, and that it's too overtaken with bad things to justify bringing another life into it. Although I still feel that way to an extent, I don't think that's really the reason why I feel this way. Really, I think I'm just selfish. I don't want a child to scream and cry and stop me from doing the things that I'd rather be doing. Putting a child in my care would just be cruel, I think it's best that it never happens.