Some interesting Things…

In about 2 more hours, I’m due at Hero’s. He’s working on a project up at Sunshine Coast today so when he’s done, he’s coming over to Brisbane and then we’ll head to his place at the other Coast. In case you’re wondering if this is the work of a demanding, spoilt girlfriend…be corrected. I may be spoilt (his fault, he doesn’t refuse me) but I am not demanding. Am not! Am not! Am not!

 

The reason is it doesn’t make sense for me to use the train when he’s driving along the same way. Him driving from one end of a Queensland coast to the other end, and me being in the middle…you get the idea.

 

I’ve been cranky this week. On Monday I was down with conjunctivitis, the viral one. Apparently it’s a common occurrence in spring when the flu season is here. I was told to have complete rest for a week maximum because it was contagious and I wouldn’t want to bring down the whole Uni with me. Though that would sound good because if I do then midterm exam scheduled for next week will be postponed. Then I’m sure fellow students will worship me and erect a statue in my name. Alas, I’m such a good person with a gold heart I didn’t have the evil streak to do that. (Read: I was half dead in bed, you want me to go out?).

 

If you think I was fully resting, you’ve got to be kidding. Since midterm starts next week I’m even more busy because I’m fully at home and there is no reason why I shouldn’t be studying more. Eventually by only the third day, I got so sick of being holed up studying, I had to call my doc to find out if it was safe for me to attend classes starting Thursday. Isn’t that insane? I want to go to class when already given a certified, medical leave!!! Some people pay big money to get that just to get out of sticky Uni situations!!!

 

Short visit to the doc, some check ups and I’m cleared for public exposure (har har). So I woke up early Thursday morning and almost skipped to class. I was chipper. I was happy. Never have I been so happy to see my lecturer, my classmates, the books…I even cracked jokes and started babbling. Not that I don’t crack jokes and babble on normal times. But I usually don’t crack jokes and babble chirpily at 8am.

 

Anyway…

 

Here are some interesting links I found around the net, for your weekend reading.

• How much do kids cost? Find out before popping a baby out!
• Is this man cheating on his wife? Find out when reality vs virtual reality treads on a thin line. It’s an interesting article but I personally find this man really ridiculous. Thank God Hero is not so computer/technologically inclined. He doesn’t even know how to copy and paste up til now!
• Studies shows that women are more likely to regret their choices of spouses, then men! Shocking! My take: women spend too much time fantasizing the perfect fairytale marriage and when it turns out not to be so, then they are miffed. Quit reading those Mills and Boons and probably should stop watching those rubbish soap operas while you’re at it.
• One in four women gives up financial control. No matter how good your marriage is, this is a big no-no. Also you need to make provisions for when something happens to him (touch wood). Do not be lax just because you are now a wife/mother and leaving everything to the man, take control of your financial position or you’d be left hanging when something happens.
• British taxpayers money are well-spent. Apparently the Foreign Office think it is imperative to have this. I can vouch the usefulness of the resulting information. For example, I now know that camouflage-print bikini is illegal in the Caribbean. Nevermind the fact that I’m not likely to have the chance to go to the Caribbean, the sight of me in bikini is enough to have it illegalised.
• Hero hates Maccas (Australians’ slang for McDs which is the American slangs for McDonalds which is the capitalism slang for “cheap unhealthy food produced by cheaply obtained/paid labour solely for the benefit of big fat capitalists in exchange for the increase of general population’s obesity in direct proportions to laxative sales and slimming parlor ads“. Phew. I love succinct definitions, don’t you? And this shows you how long I have been doing Uni work, peppering my assignments with superficial words.) But I’m sure he’d love Germany’s Maccas because they serve beer. And Costa Rican McDs have Gallo Pinto!! Woah!!
• And while we’re at the topic of capitalist exploits, here’s an article that will rocks the socks of Wal-Mart haters and makes everything in their world right again. Rejoice, all ye of little faith. Rock on, Target. I have to exercise great willpower not to spend everytime I step into a Target store. I hope Wal-Mart doesn’t go under before I can afford an American trip. I have to shop there at least once before I die to see what is so bad with it (apart from the obvious management ethical issues).
• Married women out there, you know this already: you are the backbone of your family. Sure, the man of our life might be the one bringing home the bacon. But leave him alone with that bacon and a stove, he is likely to burn it. Without you, your man will be eating burnt dinner every night. In case you go traveling, get this ready for the man of your heart. It says it’s meant for ”…your family’s survival in an emergency”. Direct translations: 
  • Survival = mum’s cooking;
  • Emergency = OH MY GOD MUM’S NOT HERE!! WHAT ABOUT DINNER?!?

Yup, you are the precious backbone of the family. You don’t want them to be ordering McD now would you? Especially if you live in Germany, and hubby takes the kids to McD just so that he can down on some beer…

 

Enjoy!