April 7th, 2009
I've mostly moved to http://bloggity-ah.blogspot.com/ but i'll still be around LJ to read all your blogs and occasionally write terrible stuff that i'm too shy to post anywhere else (i've got a bit of history of that already here, see :P).
come say g'day over at blogspot, please! xo
March 19th, 2009
Current Mood: angst hah
Current Music: tracy chapman
So the duck season opens again this weekend.... enter a season of guys with guns needlessly shooting at harmless small creatures. Animals Australia says..... 'It is estimated that for every four ducks shot, one will be wounded—only to die a slow and cruel death. Despite the need for a licence and a (once only) ‘ waterfowl Identification test’ for shooters, protected species are also shot at, killed and wounded each year. '  Fucking tools. " "Duck shooting is not a sport, it is an obscenity. ...Those men who need guns to reassure themselves about their masculinity should be forced to look elsewhere for reassurance."" - Editorial, The Age, 24 March 1993
March 18th, 2009
Current Music: pj harvey - big exit
T o make these delicious glowing things (I swear the yellow is from the custard and not some crazy karma from a higher power / meatarians for not using eggs/cow juice), today I crashed together the following ingredients:

>1 cup Self Rasing Flour >1 cup non dairy milk >2 tbsp (orgran or whatever) custard powder >optional - 1 cut up banana / mango / desicated coconut (MANGO AND BANANA TOGETHER ARE LIFE CHANGING) >elbow juice for stirring with ze wooden spoon
>>>>stir stir stir, squint, stir again, tip into heated saucepan pre-greased with nuttelex or non-dairy marg (oil makes it crap) cook until the bubbles in the middle pop (or maybe turn down your music if its so loud that its making waves) serve with maple sauce / cinnamon and lemon juice and sugar hide from siblings or housemates or pets They were so good that when I was stirring the ingredients the ground starting to heave and shake and I was wobbled on my feet - phoeey to those who say this may have been related to today's earthquake.
March 11th, 2009
Current Mood:  silly
chocolate-raspberry cake vanilla chai ice cream boyz in skirts hott girlz randoms from the better part of my past teh activism joan as policewoman room sized fridges to escape in honky tonk pianos which almost sound like elliot smith with a squint chai on tap amazing!hugs lack of scurvy!vegans screenprinted walls unshaved feminists shaved feminists (snogging the above) general apathy towards mould = i'm marrying wholefoods and having its lentil-scented babies
March 10th, 2009
ew @ 07:44 pm
fucked up administrative buerocratic bullshit
-----> run to:
Deep Forest :'Sweet Lullaby' (pretty much the coolest song ever, it span on SBS about a decade ago)
March 8th, 2009
Current Mood: elliot smith, lovely-ly
Now i'm back in melbourne i'm laughing at the way in which Muslims are often presented after living in Indo for so long where some of my close friends were strict Muslims / and or wore strict Muslim attire (read: loose clothes and jilbab though there were some who wore stacks of makeup and exposed necks which I always found amusing).
Women at uni here in Aus in my experience who wear the jilbab are often the butt of sneaky (and sometimes completely overt) stares that in Muslim countries like Indonesia are unseen for jilbab wearers. (mostly because when Indonesians stare they stop in their tracks, turn off engines and completely obvsiously STARE.)
(My friend Bec when we were posing with a jilbab) So - jilbabs / hijabs = a coloured piece of material wrapped around the female Muslim's head, more or less expertly arranged, generally to protect the 'modesty' of the wearer. Variations include the classy 'twist' ending at the nape of the neck, but *gasp* showing a bit of neck the 'lazy jilbab' which is like a pre-fitted jilbab almost like a sock, but larger and often slightly more attractive, shoved on in a second. the 'trend jilbab' which entailed a colourful pretty piece of material in the latest fashion - often batik or i swear once a tye-die type thing. the 'tent' which is basically the slappest laziest way of wearing a jilbab, often seen by 'tweenagers' forced to obey their parents in wearing it. and the 'full jilbab' which is a really loose style covering the shoulders, tight under the chin and completely covering the breasts.
So at the start I had some of the usual prethought about 'jilbab-ers' - conservative, very religious, etc which unfortunately in my mind also led to 'narrow minded' and 'backward' which unfortunately is the way I (used to, but still sometimes do) steoreotype a lot of (strong) religious people which I am still trying to combat.
And then I met Muslims who wear jilbabs, and everything changed as it does when, you know, go out and live something apart from getting (the wrong) ideas from the sidelines....
After I got used to the idea that my flat mates would dress completely conservatively out of the house, then come home and hang out with their friends in hot pants, singlet top and hair they straightened that morning (though no one saw under the hijab), i started listening to my friends' opinions or something that is so political and visible in the west but as normal as being Connex'd on public transport in melbourne.....
Some thoughts on jilbabs from my friends.... *great for bad hair days - you may have 5kg of bubblegum in your hair but no one but you will ever know! *freedom from looks from guys and being sexually objectified as you walk past (this is huge and something i really struggled with in indo -way more of a problem in indonesia which way crazily overtly favours men in society in almost all points of culture) *extra options for colour coordination *being regarded for you as a person not your looks - being able to interact on a purely academic level with coworkers *to appear more professional. *to always be read as female if this is your gender identity, although you may not be female-bodied.
I know of a jilbabber who always wore the hijab even out to secret hotel visits with her boyfriend. I know of jilbabers who were the only woman in their family to wear the scarf, and others the only one not to. Another girl would cover up all the way, jilbab, long sleeves, long pants. The jilbab obviously made up for the fact that she wore tight leggings for pants that showed off every curve!
(above: the elegant twist tie jilbab style) (below: some jilbabers without scarf)
In terms of being oppressed through having to cover up, my friend and I had the following thought: *in our society, although we are free to wear what we want (in theory may i stress) we generally keep to convention and opportunity, for example female bodied individuals could wear a skimpy bikini to work / restaurants / shopping centres ("i'd like some milk, bread, dogfood, and my, isn't your bikini a lovely shade of aqua!") but we wouldn't because people would stare, we'd feel exposed and may cause trolley accidents as people oogled over croissants. We usually choose to cover up a little more. In the same way, couldn't this be seen to be likened to jilbabers, just the same but with a higher standard of what is regards as 'decency'? In the same way that when you're young and your parents yell at you to 'not go out in that top' because they see its tendency to be translucent in bright light which you 'missed' earlier, isn't this the same as parents of jilbabers, but of course to a higer degree?
The bit that sucks of course is the genderisation of it, women have to cover up, but men don't. But surely this could be parallelled to Western society's attitude to what's acceptable for women and men in public - eg/ men can walk around bare chested and women can't?
By the end I wanted a jilbab myself even just to arrive in Australia - just to play up against hurtful stereotypes in Western societies againsts Muslims. Even, you know, "i just lived in Indonesia for 6 months and now i'm a muslim' at the first family gathering just for a reaction :P and in practical terms, no sunburn! easy facemasks! no worries about straightening hair!
??>>>>Thoughts, ideas? ??>>>what little pretty (or not so) pictures does the word 'hijab' convey in your mind?
February 28th, 2009
As much as I enjoy visiting my dad and step-mum and cats and dog down in the way outs of melbourne, ....the house has fleas. Now my chair has fleas, my legs have fleas, and the fleas on my legs have fleas. ..... ew ew ewww. And yet I'm still typing...
Rags to riches, ten years living in poor slums in India for one Australian family .....
www.theage.com.au/national/a-real-riches-to-rags-story-20090227-8kd9.html
It's so easy to be overloaded by all the shit (read: mobiles that can sing and dance to Rhianna in 52 different languages :P ) that gets paraded as necessary in our lives that you forget what's really important sometimes, me too even after just two weeks being back in Aus. And how little you can survive on when you have a strong community around you....
Just to think for a second, -How weird is it how issues of something as flippant as taste, for example, can make us completely blind to the suffering of other people and creatures to produce the sweet sensation in our mouths? (eg/ I hardly ever get around to buying fair-trade chocolate thou I can afford it and I know about it, but sweet william chocolate and cadbury chips make me drool like spit is going out of fashion)
....Okay, I won't go on wearing my ranty-activist hat forever, besides the colours faded in the wash. ....so just read the article yeah!
Some stage in my life I'd like to go back to Indonesia and live in a slum or an area like these guys did. It's easy to stay inspired and focused reading stuff like this and for a few days after, but in a year how much will electricity, running water and western sanitation keep me addicted? jonesing? (I spent way too much time in Ghana taking photos of taps with RUNNING WATER....it got like truly amazing!]
 LOL one of the photos....
A toilet at a bus stop... just had to be photo'd so I will NEVER WHINGE AGAIN about using a loo. ever (one of my friends along the way slipped ewwww)
Could you do it? Would you want to for any reason? (live in a slum, that is, not 'use the above toilet' unless you'd like to answer that too:P )
[I'm reminded of Accra and no running water, a small town where the toilet was a mud hole with maggots crawling up it, or in Sempol where staying in a small village with communal bathrooms running straight from communal water source river where kids splashed and drank around happily...]
ps. before anyone asks, btw, no, no i haven't yet seen Slumdog Millionaire :D
May 1st, 2008
Hello gorgeous friendlies... I've just started a travel blog for my overseas adventures. You'll find it at http://www.xanga.com/travellingada. Umm yeah. It'll be AWESOME. I might still often write here, as I'm thinking pretty much everyone I'm even vaguely related to will read the other one. See you there! xoxo me
April 23rd, 2008
Really interesting fragmented sensory things.... Spoken Word as far as I can see (or hear it?) as a mix of prose and rap and passion. It's really great to hear even if mostly I miss the lyrics and just listen to the rhythm and force of people's voices. Alice just told me about individual ear phone meets where all these people get together and listen to their own music in headphones and dance it out. A whole silent room full of thriving jumping individuals moving to discordant beats only they can hear.
I got my visa today in the mail! I was expecting a shiny holographic golden-ticket esque stamp but instead it's a pale coloured sticker. But hey, what I am talking about? Ghana seems glorious and full of colour and festivals and is going to be so bloody awesome I may just fall of my chair. Also, I got a video about studying in Yogyakarta (where I'll be for 5months) and apparently staying in a student accom costs as little as $10 per month for the very basic accom. WHICH IS SO VERY RELIEVING. I'm now also going to 'Prague, darling' for four days where I will live in cheap hostels, water from puddles and the smell of adventure. Or most likely the smell of overused clothes and odd room-mates. but it will be BEYOND AWESOME. >>>blah blah blah name drop of overseas places :D
March 1st, 2008
Current Mood: filthy but hilarious
THE FUNNIEST THING just happened. So funny that although its 3am and I just walked in the door home from waitressing, I had to blog it and immortalise it forever. At work we were cleaning out the dry storage room, and a co-oworker and I were moving maple syrup tubs from end of the store to the other - me naively pushing from behind. "Watch out! It's tipping" I cried but my cooworker was too slow - a 25L tub of gooey, golden syrup splashed all over me, drenching my shoes and soaking my pants, and wiping away any dignity I still had at 2am working for $13 an hour. My shoes were thoroughly lubricated, and, aided by good ol' gravity, a 15kg box of soft drink in my hands, I started to do the splits onto the 3m radius mapled floor. My supervisor finally stopped laughing long enough to take the box, and throw me some aprons. Shoving aprons over my sticky golden pants I had a nice mini skirt look going on, then ruined the effect by flashing all in front of me with my trendy granny orange undies as I pulled off the pants under the aprons. End scene me running halplessly to the car barefoot, hitching up my various 'skirts' ,and trying to drive out of the parking lot under the after hours rope that my friend held up for me. As I ran I felt the jingle of my tip tonight - 70c in shrapnel - it was so worth it.
January 18th, 2008
A really interesting take on gender:
October 9th, 2007
Practically every second pigeon you see is missing toes or a foot or limping pathetically. Everywhere you go. How do pigeons lose them? I really want to know. What do you think?
September 16th, 2007
hooray! internet connection! and Fall Out Boy... :O
Also. I saw Hairspray. I'm a sucker for musicals apparently. and the 60s. it was GREAT. But it reminded me, I always longed to go to DIY kind of dance parties, not modern music but like swing. I picture underground emos. But it's a nice picture, no? Maybe I should have a party where everybody dresses up in swirly skirts /whatever and flowing clothes and we just dance around to jazz and old music for hours? in ridiculus costumes perhaps. and swirly moustaches. yes?
August 24th, 2007
rage. @ 10:52 pm
I'm raging and I have to get this out. I just watched Amazing Grace which was a pretty awesome movie which was about slavery in the 1700s and it just made me think about suffering and the depths people go for their own selfish greed. After the movie all I could think about was the animals we raise in our society for meat. The voiceless cries of those in our society who suffer at the bottom of every heirachy except for those who happen to be cute or rare. (what's the difference between eating your dog and eating a pig?? Cuteness? Certainly not sentience. If something reacts the same way we do to pain stimulus, it can suffer. If it can suffer, we have no right to infringe on it something that causes it pain. Might is not fucking right.
http://www.factoryfarming.com/gallery.htmI am the last perfect person in the world. But just to ignore that such things occur because its too gross / hard to think about then keep giving money to such corporations is worse.
July 10th, 2007
I've realised that I have hardly any idea what the hell I'm doing with my life. So this semester I'm planning to do more of what I love, be more involved in things, hopefully be less shy. I'm really wanting to do lots more volunteering in stuff, too. Hannah and I found the most AMAZING coffee shop the other day, tucked behind that seven angels discount store or whatever on Swanston Street. It's literally a coffee shop in two shop windows, tiny tiny tiny. Like you move an elbow too liberally and three people lose an eye. You sneeze and the whole place trembles. Also, nosweat shoes and clothing etc is having a sale. If I wasn't saving up to travel the world and etc etc I would get stuff, anyway its at nosweatstuff.com.au (buy any pair of shoes and get a high top pair in pink free). 'All orders need to include our promotional code; nsc002 Unless you enter this code, you won’t get the deals.' I do like their shoes.
June 29th, 2007
i'm sure i've said this to you all before but for textbooks www.textbookexchange.com.au has quite cheap ones, you just meet up with people and pay them individually for their books. Also, for english-y books there's a great bookshop on Bruswick st, Fitzroy (near the Vegie Bar) which has hard to find books quite cheap, IMO. and sometimes give student discounts. Called Grub St Bookshop? Also, i'm finding that Camberwell Market is really fantastic for clothes, which is pretty convenient for me since I work there. On Smith St there's a place called the Garage which from the outside just looks like a rusty metal door but inside there's all these individual stalls selling vintagey kinda clothes and stuff cheaply, if you're into that. Misty bought some really fancy red and white stary pants there. a really awesome place with $3 tofu burgers is on Smith st, just opposite (the long-gone {dammit} ) pronto-brontos, at cnr Gertrude and Smith.
Hope everyone's enjoying their holidays! sending lots of lovin' xoxo
June 25th, 2007
Current Mood:  awake
Hooray! I can't say how happy I am, exams are finally, finally, FINALLY over as of today! Feels like it's been absolutely forever.
June 19th, 2007
Current Mood:  cheerful
wow, fancy new subj ENH 1220 Worlds in Conflict: Empire, Margins, Difference
here's the booklist:
Selected extracts (Reading Pack) Short Stories (Reading pack) Defoe Robinson Crusoe Shakespeare The Tempest Coetzee Foe Conrad Heart of Darkness Achebe Things Fall Apart Selected Poems of Judith Wright (Reading Pack) Grenville, The Secret River Malouf An Imaginary Life
**anyone know any of these books? good/bad/indifferent? love to hear your op. i've heard of almost all of them, but never read them. the decision is between this elective and one called 'fantasy narrative' where all you do is study kids books from an adults perspective. hobbit, narnia, alice in wonderland etc etc. (edit: here's that booklist. i've read almost all of em.) exciting stuff
L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Cornelia Funke, The Thief Lord Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys William Goldman, The Princess Bride Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time C. S. Lewis, The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe Philip Pullman, Northern Lights Jonathan Stroud, The Amulet of Samarkand J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
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