tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post114986010591075137..comments2023-11-03T00:36:33.435+10:00Comments on Galaxy: Get the T-ShirtKirstyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14035268080440921379noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150465644445132672006-06-16T23:47:00.000+10:002006-06-16T23:47:00.000+10:00I saw Stick It today with a dance buddy. It was aw...I saw Stick It today with a dance buddy. It was awesome. An audience full of teenage girls, and two dance nerds going freaking NUTS for the AWESOME athleticism on screen. Oh MAN that was some hot cinema action. If you liked Bring It. you'll love Stick It.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150430989107620252006-06-16T14:09:00.000+10:002006-06-16T14:09:00.000+10:00Hmmm, it's a steely type who can resist the onslau...Hmmm, it's a steely type who can resist the onslaught of AF, especially when she's wearing purple flares : )<BR/><BR/>***<BR/><BR/>Alright, everyone, next week it's tea and Scrabble at Dogpossum's.<BR/><BR/>When I went to see Drawing Restraint 9 (by myself) I overheard someone say that they hadn't invited anyone along because they didn't want to be responsible for giving someone else a 'bad' film experience. I knew how they felt. <BR/><BR/>I think Dr H would have come along but she was in Sydney at the ballet. I go and see action films with her, like X-Men, and anything with Johnny Depp in it. With my sister, I go and see romantic comedies like, The Break-Up. She learned of my X-Men outing and was worried that I would actually go and see The Fast and the Furious. I reassured her that I'm not really into cars.Kirstyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14035268080440921379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150428121997811912006-06-16T13:22:00.000+10:002006-06-16T13:22:00.000+10:00Sometimes AF backfires. Once I'd been out at a lin...Sometimes AF backfires. Once I'd been out at a lindy gig, where I'd had some mild interaction with a rock n roll dood (those guys are solid vintage wear - 100% historical accuracy re hair, clothes, shoes, makeup, gender roles.... always interesting when those 1950s doods run into us 1930s/40s doods when we're all _all_ dolled up vintage style. There's gonna be a rumble...)... anyhoo, so we interacted. The next night, I'm out at a supermarket and I see the same dood. He's still 100% vintage. I'm in moving-house clothes. I run up, all puppy like and say "Hi!" all bright and chipper like. <BR/><I>Man</I> did I get a snubbing. Guess AF can't work for you if you're not cool enough, huh? Maybe I was perpetrating a severe fashion trauma? Or maybe it's just there are some forces in the 'verse that can stop AF.<BR/><BR/>So that dood probably wouldn't love me. I'd probably have snapped something sharp without thinking, in front of a crowd, and then been ritually snubbed by every noob-acka in the universitas for 'being mean', when really I'd just let those words fire out of me willy-nilly, with no self-editing.<BR/><BR/>I think of you when I'm in food stores, Galaxy - every time I hit an interesting local grocer. Or when I desperately want to talk Theory or have a conversation that actually requires some sort of Reading List under your belt. Or when I'm teaching. Or when I want to play <B>SCRABBLE</B>. Or drink tea til my bladder screams. Or when I want to pop off to the Nova for a last-minute trip to the flicks to see something difficult and interesting (since Giant J left, I have no artyfilm buddy... :( ).<BR/><BR/>Goddamnit, let's just get married and cohabit in Canberra, huh?<BR/><BR/><BR/>....god, why can't I understand that I have my OWN blog for these sorts of rambling bullshit comments? Just imagine that I've come over to your house for a chat. Or we're at your local cafe. Next week we'll go to mine. And everyone's welcome!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150346105907749662006-06-15T14:35:00.000+10:002006-06-15T14:35:00.000+10:00Coffee was had by all. I ate a pear and dark choc...Coffee was had by all. I ate a pear and dark chocolate muffin. We are united in resurrecting the reputation of CrashBurn.Kirstyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14035268080440921379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150342186706774052006-06-15T13:29:00.000+10:002006-06-15T13:29:00.000+10:00Perhaps it was your aggressively friendly post?Gla...Perhaps it was your aggressively friendly post?<BR/><BR/>Glad it's all turning out well.Zoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546885088503890394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150255184763892622006-06-14T13:19:00.000+10:002006-06-14T13:19:00.000+10:00Please don't feel bad. I know you would have meant...Please don't feel bad. I know you would have meant no harm at all. We're having coffee tomorrow, because as you say it will be a fruitful connection. There will be lots of nerdynerd talk, I'm sure.Kirstyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14035268080440921379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150153565678541442006-06-13T09:06:00.000+10:002006-06-13T09:06:00.000+10:00It's moments like these when I really miss you, do...It's moments like these when I really miss you, dogpossum. It's quite funny that you mention aggressive friendliness because I kept thinking 'dogpossum wouldn't stand for this, she would use aggressive friendliness, and they would end up loving her'. Not that I'm concerned about them not/loving me. <BR/><BR/>I love the way you dress like a playschool presenter, and you know, GT swears like a trooper and he's gone a long way.Kirstyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14035268080440921379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1150087462341174932006-06-12T14:44:00.000+10:002006-06-12T14:44:00.000+10:00Don't you dare feel stupid for assuming good will ...Don't you <I>dare</I> feel stupid for assuming good will in another's email!<BR/><BR/>I think I would probably have done as you did - the excitement of having someone to talk to about nerdynerdstuff! I say continue. Use Aggressive Friendliness. Perhaps they'll come around. Or just set it aside and don't think about it. But certainly don't worry about it.<BR/>I've seen you in action - you're one of those Big Brain types I admire. One of those people who makes me wish I swore less and didn't dress like a playschool presenter when I'm at conferences. I'm excited about your research, and I <I>know</I> it will be kicking arse. This person no doubt felt a bit threatened and needed to reassert themselves. As you've suggested.<BR/>So keep on rocking on. Dood.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1149945239602158622006-06-10T23:13:00.000+10:002006-06-10T23:13:00.000+10:00Good!Good!lucy tartanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09244574932248425378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1149938822721453722006-06-10T21:27:00.000+10:002006-06-10T21:27:00.000+10:00I suppose because I'm not aware of any other postg...I suppose because I'm not aware of any other postgrads in my school doing a thesis on television, specifically, I was quite excited at the thought of having a discussion with another neophyte television scholar--who after all isn't <I>that much</I> more advanced than me. To think that someone would go to such an effort just to make sure that I know they know more than me, genuinely confuses me. I want to quote Kamahl: 'Why are people so unkind?' : P <BR/><BR/>But I've just spent the day with my sister, who is one of the best people I know and that had the effect of rebalancing me. So I will put this incident behind me and know that the actions of the person in question are absolutely no reflection on me as a individual or indeed the value and quality of my scholarly work. <BR/><BR/>Plus I'm still reading Don Quixote, so that should help me sleep ; )Kirstyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14035268080440921379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15851934.post-1149904149950927432006-06-10T11:49:00.000+10:002006-06-10T11:49:00.000+10:00I really hope you're not losing sleep over this.I really hope you're not losing sleep over this.lucy tartanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09244574932248425378noreply@blogger.com