the end was just the beginning
There's no rest for the wicked ... Or virus-affected people forced to share narrow beds with their nine-year-old for three nights. Fortunately my mum gave me a sleep aid last night - unlike the previous evening - after establishing I hadn't been drinking (much). So me and my tortured throat escaped to the land of... Continue Reading →
I had lunch with three high school friends yesterday - Megan, Megz and Katherine. As we munched bruschetta we figured out we hadn't been in the same room since year 9. Together with another friend, Estelle - who I sadly lost touch with about a decade ago - we were the odd bod gang at... Continue Reading →
My mum handed me a bank passbook yesterday. A family friend had opened the account when the eldest was born and put $100 in it. The idea was that I'd add to the $100 over the years and pay for the eldest's university education or something. That didn't happen. So, 11 years later, we liberated... Continue Reading →
Everything hurts: my head, my neck, my throat, my shoulders, my back, my hips, my wrists ... I've caught some low-level lurgy. Blah. You know how you just want to curl up in your bed when you're sick? Well, I can't, because I'm staying at my parents' place and sharing a double bed with my snoring,... Continue Reading →
I'm lost for words. No, that's not right. I have plenty of words (as you will note when you scroll down the page and wince). I'm rarely lost for them. It's inspiration I'm lacking ... Normally I'm energised by writing, but I think I'm at one of those mini turning points where you don't know... Continue Reading →
I hate calling people on the phone. HATE IT. It verges on a phobia. I'm filled with dread because I've received a bill that requires me to ring up to pay it. Totally barbaric - what century are they living in? The bill is now massively overdue, but I ... just ... can't. I am... Continue Reading →
Happy Easter everyone!!!! Hope you're having a good one. I forgot about daylight savings and slept in until the grand - new - time of 6am. The dogs went berserk - they were busting because they refused to get their poor widdle feet in the gouting rain last night. Wusses. The youngest is cuddling her... Continue Reading →
Hi. My name is Alana House and I'm addicted to Diet Coke. Oh, and sugar-free V. But V is for after the gym or the supermarket or when my PMT is really bad ... You know, special occasions. Diet Coke is for everyday. Kinda like jeans versus fishnet stockings. People who aren't addicted to Diet Coke... Continue Reading →
Ever felt jinxed? You know how I was saying ... ohhhhh, just a couple of days ago ... that DD asked my mum if my life was always this eventful? He sounded a little "you're kidding me" when I called last night to tell him my latest misadventure. You see, I've been hanging to try... Continue Reading →
Remember that Skyhooks song, "All my friends are getting married" ... Well all my friends are getting married Yes they're all growin' old They're all staying home on weekends They're all doin' what they're told It feels like the reverse is happening in my life: all my friends are getting divorced. Nah, that's an exaggeration:... Continue Reading →
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