The Caves of my Mind

I've been a bit e-bay mad lately. I can't help it.

I've been particularly looking at dresses for Summer and all the do's that are on around this time of year (and for next year). I can't help it, but a little part of me loves looking (and laughing) at the description of dresses being sold by O/S (mainly China) sellers.

Like this one:

 

or this one:

"wow!you are bidding on the wonderful item from me A perfect clothes for you, make you pretty "

 

Heh. Lawl.

 

Edit: One more, 'cause it's awesome:

"We No Ready-made Gown! Need Custom-made!!

   Look! This is a very beautiful Sexy dress/gown. the style is very very special. . From the pictures, you can see the item is a very good and high quality it's Very unusual! If you love it, please bid it! Please don't miss it! If you get it, you can wear it by yourself or you can send to your friends as a very good present! I believe your friends and you must very love it! Bid it with confidence!  From now on ,If bids successfully, I will bestow friend elegant present gift to you . Come on , it belong of you!  Wish you happy bid !!!!!"

 

 

Today, when I logged into check my blog, under the heading "Comments on your space", MSN told me

Josh Pyke is cool.

 

In other news, I recently re-activated my eBay account. Did I tell you about why I de-activated it to begin with?

 

Come about June 2005 I had spent over $500 on junk from eBay (mainly clothes) - items I wore once, if that, and most which I ended up donating to The Salvo's. So, I realised that shopping online was not good for my bank account. Or for my addictive personality. Or for my limited wardrobe space.

 

Anyway, so I re-activated my eBay account on Tuesday. I have since bid on thirteen items. I am tracking four. I've won one (pair of shoes).

 

Did you know you could by Alanna Hill dresses on eBay for under $300?

The Boy and I have been together for close to eight months. We do a lot of family stuff together, so he is very familiar to the Father, brother and sisters and the rest of the household.

Yesterday when he came over, the Father walked him into the house (I was on the phone), and sat him down on the couch. Dad talked for a couple of minutes, and then said "You must excuse me, Sylvia, but I need to go back to my room."

I stopped my phone conversation and said "Dad, my name is Sylvia. His name is Sylvester."

Dad: "His name is eh? [To Sly] What is your name exactly?"

Sly: "Sylvester"

Dad: "Syl-vest-ah? Ok. God bless you Syl-vest-ah."

 

We're making progress. 

I want socks that moisturise your feet as you wear them.

The other day (week, actually, but who's counting?) I was sore, infact, so so so sore. The cause of my pain was all the lifting and boxing and moving at my brother's place while he packed to go overseas. So, I went and got a massage at the awesome Chinese Massage place in Burwood Plaza.

I have been there before. They are nice and friendly, and sometimes they rub a bit too hard but it is always so redemptive and relaxing after the slight torture. This time, I got a new girl. She was so friendly and nice, she talked to me a little bit and then let me rest. I only paid for a head, neck, shoulder and back massage, but she massaged my legs and arms, too, 'cause I was so tense. I was pretty much naked, but I was too sore to care. And then, when she massaged my butt, I was a little uncomfortable, but it wasn't too awkward.

Massaging my head, though, that was great. Until she stuck both her fingers into my ears, and rubbed them around. I don't know if you've ever had someone pick your ears for you, but it is awkward. It is personal and it is intense and I did not enjoy it. I tensed up completely, squeaked, and then she pulled them out.

"You okay?"

"Uh huh"

"Okay. I leave your ears".

I don't think I'm going back.

Before they left, my niece had the nits. We shared a bed, so as a preventative method, as soon as I found, I did the head lice treatment on my hair.

We didn't find any lice or nits, but the 30% euclapytus oil did amazing things for my curls. They have been dry and stretched, and without bounce for the last month or so - an issue I couldn't remedy. But once I treated my hair with the eucalyptus oil treatment, my curls came out defined, full of bounce, and looking healthier than ever.

Yesterday, on my way home from work, I stopped at three chemists, looking for the same brand of Lice Treatment. I figure, it's not too bad to use that kind of treatment regularly, because it will work as a preventative method if I ever come in contact with someone who has nits, and it will give me the beautiful, lush curls I've been wanting for a while.

It's times like this I thank God my parents migrated to Australia and not another country, because if I grew up in the States, or the UK, I probably would have never heard of euclapytus oil.

I had a dream that I met Bob Hawke in Hyde Park after work.

He must've had a face lift, because his face didn't move while he talked to me.

I had a photo with him, he went with me to get it framed and signed it for my Dad.

 

Not really. I'm just so tired right now, and so drained out. And I know it's hard for you, and I know you miss me, and I know you want to hear more about me.

Be alert, not alarmed, and I'll be back soon.