~~~The Realm of the Palace Princess~~~

About Me

Read about me ... for those of you who don't already know me!


The Bladder
Dark Horizons
Oz Pagan
So Shoot Me!

Blogs I Read

War Info Links
The PM's Blog
Iron Monkey
AFL Blog
Cry Like A Girl
Home Blown
Cynical Optimist

What I'm Reading

Life On Air-David Attenborough
A Dagg At My Table-John Clarke

What I'm Listening To

John Mayer-Heavier Things
The Waifs-Up All Night
Dido-Life For Rent

Words of Wisdom

"The spirit is most often free when the body is satiated with pleasure, indeed, sometimes the stars shine more brightly seen from the gutter than from the hilltop"-
W. Somerset Maugham

Classic Songs

Split Screen Sadness...And I don't know where you went when you left me but Says here in the water you must be gone by now I can tell somehow One hand on the trigger of a telephone Wondering when the call comes Where you say it's alright You got your heart right Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch 'til you come back home Oh, right I can't find a flight We share the sadness Split screen sadness Two wrongs make it all alright tonight All you need is love is a lie cause We had love but we still said goodbye Now we're tired, battered fighters And it stings when it's nobody's fault Cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name It's only the air you took and the breath you left Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch 'til you come back home Oh, right I can't find a flight So I'll check the weather wherever you are Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight It might be my only right We share the sadness Split screen sadness I called Because I just Need to feel you on the line Don't hang up this time And I know it was me who called it over but I still wish you'd fought me 'til your dying day Don't let me get away Cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me So I can say this is the way that I used to be There's no substitute for time Or for the sadness Split screen sadness We share the sadness-John Mayer

------------------ First Cut Is The Deepest...I would have given you all of my heart But there's someone who's torn it apart And he's taken just all that I had But if you want I'll try to love again Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know the first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried And I'm sure going to give you a try And if you want I'll try to love again (tryyy) Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know the first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried But I'm sure gonna give you a try 'Cause if you want I'll try to love again (try to love again) Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know, the first cut is the deepest When it come to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst The first cut is the deepest baby i know The first cut is the deepest try to love again...-Sheryl Crow

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Monday, June 30, 2003

~ Believe it or not ... ~


I have 5 personal phone numbers... 2 landlines, 2 mobiles and a fax line. Then there's work numbers, I have 2 pager numbers ... one while I'm at work and one for when I'm at home. Plus, I have various different contact numbers for fixed phones when I am at work. It's not really as confusing as it sounds ... it just means I have lots of numbers that I can be contacted on, but I rarely find myself able to remember any of them, which eliminates the chances of me being confused about what number I can be reached on, at any given time.

Despite the abundance of phones available to me, I'm not really a fan of phones ... it always seems people call me up right in the middle of something, or they call and I'm in a hurry - then they just wanna chat endlessly about mindless crap. I'm often rude and dismissive to people on the phone, not cos I'm a rude or dismissive person ... just cos I see phones as rather invasive.

This is why I love txt msgs ... they suit me, and my bizarre dislike for being interrupted.

I am, however, here to say that I recently reached a turning point in my life. Don't get me wrong, I haven't gone off my love of txt msging people ... but jeeeez, I found myself engaged in a 50 minute exchange of text msgs, when *Fellow Txt Msg Fan and myself, could have easily said the same amount of stuff in a 5 minute voice conversation. But noooo, neither of us took that next step and decided to call, we just persisted with frantically tapping buttons, and anxiously awaiting replies ...till the other became bored, or in my case ... bloody exhausted.

Now, this kinda blows my whole theory about sms being more convenient and less time consuming than voice calls, and has left me firmly convinced that from today, I will just choose to dial the bloody number and speak to the Fellow Txt Msg Fan. So, anyone who wants to phone me up, take notice of this post and call me ... as now might be the perfect opportunity to get a receptive and talkative Princess, who's feeling somewhat over the whole "so, just txt me the details" attitude that has been me for the last few years.

Ok, so I'm rambling now. Why not continue, I hear you ask ... ok, I shall!

Alright, I'm a fan of music, most types, nothing is taboo ... if I like, I listen. So, this morning as I was grooving around my bathroom (naked, I might add) to a bit of Ronan (Keating, that is) I found myself wondering what happened to The Greatest American Hero.

How did I get from Ronan Keating to William Katt? Well, if you're anything like me, you would know that whenever you hear the line "on a wing and a prayer" (which isn't very often .. thank god) you simply can't help but think of The Greatest American Hero. It's virtually impossible.

So, when I hear Ronan singing these words in an ever-so-moving ballard ("The Long Goodbye") my mind was cast away from his sappy, heart felt words ... and thrust into the world of William Katt and his really, really bad bad bad acting.

And there he is in my head ... dressed in red lycra and a cape, looking al creepy and goofy. I'm not impressed, let me tell you. If I wanted an image of someone stuck in my head for the entire day, it'd be Viggo ... not The Greatest American Hero. The show was so god damn corny ... perhaps it's just me, but even as an 8 year old I didn't actually find this cheesy crap amusing, it made me cringe then! And the name Ralph, c'mon ... that's something you call a penis ... not a fucking superhero.

And all day, it's just there ... in my head ... that song, and thoughts of that bloody TV show. I never even cared much for it. I doubt I ever chose to watch it. Like Doctor Who and Knight Rider ... The Greatest American Hero was a show I know I watched, but only cos my dear, sweet brother made me sit through it .. all the while telling me it was "classic television" and to "shut up, or I'll tell Mum you did ... (fill this space with whatever nasty deed a little sister can get up to that an older brother can use as blackmail) ..."

So, anyway ... that was my day. One filled with wonder and amazement at the power of words and their ability to provoke memories ... good, bad and just plain annoying.

Now I just have to find something to help me erase that song, and the image of a very unattractive man in a red lyrca suit, from my head. Perhaps I may need to poke hot needles in my eyes.

Ideas anyone???


*Fellow Txt Msg Fan does not wished to be named, but for any future references on my site they are happy to be referred to as Fellow Txt Msg Fan.

posted by The Princess 6:27 PM
Monday, June 23, 2003
Heya Katerina ... sorry to make such a public display and all, but I did get your email, and yes I'd love to help ... but it seems while I was frantically deleting emails from psychos, I managed to delete yours, along with all your details. So, please ...if you happen to visit my site again ... let me know and I'll be happy to help out. Oh, and Tom ... if you wanna send your delightful email again (I looooove compliments) please feel free to, I won't consider it overdone or anything!!!

Now, I'm working relatively normal hours for the next few days, and even though it means getting out of bed at 5am (holy fuck, yes I did say 5am) I seem to have picked up extra hours during the day ... I feel spoilt for time, and now all my moaning about having no life just seems foolish.

So, with all my spare time today I managed to organise stuff (such a descriptive word..."stuff") for my b'day celebration in Tassie. Now I'm gonna go out on a limb and invite anyone who happens to be in the general vicinity of Launceston on Saturday 5th of July to come and get trashed with myself and my fine friends. I can't guarantee a swanky, sophisticated evening ... but there will be copious amounts of alcohol consumed, loads of pissed people to laugh at, many random acts of groping, and maybe the odd display of nudity (you never can tell).

Alright, so now I've tempted you ... then I spose you wanna know where such debauchery will be taking place, right? Well, if you wanna come ... you gotta email me! Go on, be brave!

I must confess, by the time July 5th rolls around (and if all things go as planned) I will have a rather major announcement to make to the world. So, if you wanna be one of the first to hear and/or see, what direction my life is heading in ... you should come along.

And to my kiwi friend ... (no, not psycho boy) where the hell have you been? How about answering your phone? You know it's only 18 sleeps till the big night ... how about some feedback honey!


posted by The Princess 8:53 PM
Friday, June 20, 2003
I've always hated those bloody "Friday 5" posts people put on their blogs, it's seems so fucking stupid ... but I've recently acquired a whole new respect for said bloggers. I now see the light ... I now understand it all comes down to time ... it's about saying 'stuff' (even if it's fucking stupid 'stuff') that tells a short story about who you are and where your life is at the present moment, in as few words, and as little time as possible.

But take note ... this post will not be presented in the usual style of a Friday 5, it's actually something more like 5 of my random thoughts/ponderings/questions.

1. I don't remember learning
this at school ... anyone???

2. Is it really true that Jennifer Lopez (sorry but I refuse to refer to her as J-Lo ... it's just wrong) has only (in Ben Afflecks words) "slept with like, 5 men .. she's basically a virgin" ? Is it just my cynical self, or does it seem like Ben Affleck has lost his mind and all sense of reality?

3. There is no football this weekend ... it's not as though I would have time to watch it ... but still, what is the world coming to, I ask you!

4. Anyone been to The Maldive Islands? Wanna share some of the details with me?

5. I love getting parcels ... the site of the parcel delivery guy in his big red truck excites me, almost to the point of joy. But today, I open the door and greet my regualr postal guy with a big cheery smile, only to be rewarded (or punished) with 800 pages of reading material ... and believe me, it's not gonna be pleasant. Why-oh-why am I working 2 jobs!

6. I know, I realise it's only sposed to be 5 thoughts, but come on ... as if I can stick to rules. Well, this isn't really a random thought .. it's kinda like a public announcement. In 17 days time I will be turning 27 ... and in 15 days (that'd be the 5th of July for those of you who aren't too good on the maffs skills) I'm having a bit of a thing for my friends in Tassie to help me celebrate. If you would like all the sordid details, send me an email and I promise I'll get back to you, eventually.


posted by The Princess 12:48 PM
Thursday, June 19, 2003
Woo Hoo ... I've reach the big 5-0-0-0 ... hits to my blog that is! I know, I know ... in the grand scheme of blogland that isn't so impressive ... but heeeey, I'm impressed.

Working nights this week .. witty, humourous post to follow at a later date.

Fav lyric at the moment ... "betcha givin' head to a movie star, betcha got a llama riding in ya car, betcha got a tv built in your jetski" - Courtesy of Macy Gray's It Ain't The Money.


posted by The Princess 11:47 PM
Monday, June 16, 2003
I don't exactly consider my blog to be of any great service to the community ... but any link that provides valuable information on ways to
Improve the Taste of Your Semen has got to be passed on to as many people as possible. The message seems to be "eat more fruit" but I'll let you be the judge of that.

On another completely different topic, for those of you who may have visited my blog in the last few days, you will notice it is now back to normal. No big spaces ... weird happenings etc, and for that I must say a huuuge 'thank you' to the wonderful, glorious, geeky, and thoroughly devious bad, bad, BAD boy (he made me say that) who managed to restore things for me. Much appreciated.

Last week I promised I would give you all an update on what has been happening in my life recently. Now, for those of you who are expecting me to entertain you with stories of fascinating happenings, or of wild times and fun-filled adventures ... I'm afraid you may be left feeling somewhat disappointed.

A couple of months ago I started a new job. Some of you already know this ... but very few people actually know what I do or where I go to work. And as much as I'd like to regale you with a highly detailed account of the day-to-day nature of my job, the fact that I live in a small place where everyone knows everyone else, the fact that my job is of a fairly confidential nature, and the fact that I work with people who could at times be classed as ... "risky" means I'd much rather retain the air of mystery that is currently surrounding my job.

However, I can say that my job is 45 minutes drive from my home .. the building I work in is "secure"... I'm employed by the State Government ... I'm expected to work any hours of the day and night, 7 days a week ... the job can be rewarding, but it is hardly a pleasant environment ... I now have no life ... I now have a whole new bunch of friends ... I now have a very valid reason to drink ridiculous amounts of alcohol on a regular basis ... and I now see how fucked up our society has become.

But, I've been surprised how much I actually enjoy my job. I was offered the position on a permanent basis, and if I wasn't moving to Melbourne at the end of the year I may well have taken it up. I'm not sure that I'll make too much difference, or that the work I'm doing will have any lasting results ... but when I got to work and see my ideas being put into place (with successful results) it kinda reminds me what I'm there for.

Now, my personal life ...well, what can I say? Not a lot really ... I mean yeah, I could say a lot, I could tell you how I've been having a fulfilling love affair with a fabulous guy who cooks and writes me poetry (oh god .. how sappy), and I could tell you about all the glorious dinner parties I've been to, and how much quality time I've been spending with my friends - but it'd all be lies lies lies!

When I'm not at work, I'm working at home, or sleeping, or driving to work, or churning out thoroughly detailed and amusing blog post for you all to read (ok, so more lies) or eating, or getting ready to go to work. I never actually know (more than 5 days in advance) the hours that I have to work, so planning anything is next to impossible. I've only been to Melbourne once in the last couple of months ... and it's driving me insane. BUT, in 3 weeks and 14 hrs I will be on a plane, on my way to spend 13 luscious days in Melbourne, and I won't be working ... not one single moment!

I know you're all feeling dreadfully sorry for me, and so you damn well should be too! Your well wishes are greatly appreciated. I expect an inbox full of sympathetic emails anytime soon!

Unfortunately those few paragraphs pretty much sum up my life during the last few months. And now you're sitting there wishing my post could have been more entertaining, well HELLO! ... I'm sitting here wishing my fucking life had been more entertaining! Anyway, things could be worse ... John Howard could be running the country, Essendon could be 11th on the AFL ladder and I could be expected to attend a funeral tomorrow ... I guess I should be grateful ah.

Oh, and thanks to Scott M who writes the brilliant stuff at Pedantry ... you made me blush!

posted by The Princess 4:31 PM
Sunday, June 15, 2003
The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost

Links, words etc etc updated ... and I promise not to keep
you in suspense for too much longer!

posted by The Princess 8:33 PM
Friday, June 13, 2003
Off to Melbourne for 20 hours. Going to see a friend reach a milestone!
Won't see you b4, so good luck GB ....


posted by The Princess 2:21 PM
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
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posted by The Princess 10:36 PM

~Did I hear someone say "blow" & "Iraq" in the same sentence?~

Just a little something for those of you who feel your education is lacking somewhat. Actually, I think we could all learn something from this fab site (everyone deserves a fetish) ... even the one who could be known as The Walking Dictionary, yes you know who you are ... I know damn well there are words here even YOU don't know!!

The Only Dictionary You'll Ever Need

Go check it out ... enjoy, laugh, masturbate ... whatever!
posted by The Princess 10:20 PM
Monday, June 09, 2003
That's it... that's all I wanted to say (but I'm now thinking a picture may have been a fab addition to this post).
I'll leave you with that thought!

Feel free to talk amongst yourselves.


posted by The Princess 9:14 PM
Friday, June 06, 2003


(Random Selection)
Step into the autumn shade, I could sleep for days and days. It's becoming the one thing that I want to last. I'm not searching for your feet in bed, I'm not sleeping in your t-shirt. It seems easier to love everybody, than to love one man. It's ok if he takes all day, cos he doesn't believe. You had a lot, but nothing to give. Sometimes it's like a broken heart can never mend. Everywhere she goes the boys will follow, win or lose she says it's alright. Cellophane wrap your love, so your gifts aren't hard to see. Bonded by disenchantment. This isn't how things should have been, I made you mine on Valentine's and even bought you ice-cream. Don't go there without me, darlin' don't go out of reach. And the moon whispered to the sun, the sweetest thing ever heard. I still smoke your good heart. Time stood still as motion emptied you out. It's all in the way that you're mine. I'm under no illusions now, how can I see when I am blind to all the same old thoughts now. My senses go on losing contact, singing as we go. Don't care if it takes too long to apologise, for things I never realised. All I got here is books and music, I used to have exercise but I out-grew it. Lose your worries, lose your pride, lose yourself, you'll survive.

See how easy it is to write a song ... you take one compilation cd ... like The Secret Life Of Us 3 compilation mix, select one random line from each song, slap them together in no particular order, and hey presto you have .... a whole bunch of lyrics that mean nothing at all, much like any of the pop songs that are churned out these days. God damn, I shoulda been a song writer!


posted by The Princess 9:43 PM
Sunday, June 01, 2003

~ What I'm Reading ~


"Beauty is a simple thing; ugliness is the exceptional thing. And fiery imaginations, no doubt, always prefer the extraordinary thing to the simple thing." -The Marquis de Sade, The 120 Days of Sodom

A rather long and detailed account of my life (or lack thereof) over the last 2 months is coming, some time in the next few days. I must apologise for all the unreturned emails and my slack-arse behaviour recently. Can't say it's gonna get any better any time soon ... but I'm soooooo gonna try.

posted by The Princess 7:47 PM


Devoted to Viggo
Second Opinion.. The glow inside another red-crossed pelvis will drain when they crush that little bulb. Menstrual minstrels drift in from the weedless garden. The immaculate blue flame from the fake fireplace burns in the corner of my eye. Can't stop staring at nothing. A gloved hand opens the door, and the man enters soothingly, with an air of respect for the dead. Encourages us to look on the bright side. Black pants hide your pain afterwards, and there's a cookie on a napkin and a paper cup of red juice to replace your strength. We drive home without blinking because the sun isn't real .. . -Viggo Mortensen


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