Why be a Police Officer or a Surgeon?

Did you know that it takes 5 years of study to become an official Twinings Tea taster? There's my future career...

Elusive

I seem to have many entry titles refering to my lack of blog.
It's not like I can't blog, or can't be bothered. The truth is, my life is currently uninteresting. I came to this revelation when I realised that my last blog entry is evidence that I thought an incoherent sentence was more interesting than my personal experiences. In fact, I found my own life so boring that I've taken a holiday. That's right, my first holiday for a year and my decision came down to the fact that I was falling asleep at my desk out of sheer boredom.
One interesting thing that has happened, is that in my temporary role of presenter of a morning interview based programme I got to speak to Stephen Twining - of Twinings Tea! That was the most awesome thing that I've done for a long time. Thoughoughly English fella, very funny and very friendly. He's my new friend.
And I bought some of their new Chai and Vanilla tea and it's the best thing EVER!
I'll keep you updated when something else interesting happens.

Peace.

Pooped

I just read this sentence:

"It too turns on the conflict of personalities, but whereas the documentary, a work rooted in fact and teasing the meaning from the accumulation of detail, reduces the world of detail to a colorful war of egos, the fictional recreation, taking liberties with history to create a dramatically exciting work of art, radiates outward from that central war of wills to pull in the myriad of factors that orbited around the conflict to suggest the web of complicated factors in the production and release of Citizen Kane, and the eventual reverberations of the entire wrestling match." - Sean Axmaker

It was tough.

The Conversion...

Lately I have discovered the untold delights and riches to be found within Dan's Mac. Now, I grew up a PC girl (not the politcally correct meaning of the acronym, definately not that) and never thought I'd ever understand, nor appreciate, the Mac. They were evil, the scourge of the earth. But I have to admit that in recent times I've been drawn into the tiny, dark maroon-coloured, cold room adjoining the radio office, coaxed in by the dim glow reflecting on the whiteboard. The excitement of the unknown, exploration, experimentation, that has lasted well beyond bedtime into the wee cold hours of the morn.

Heather, with all her innocent smiles and friendly hellos showed me the joys of using iMovie to create slideshows, documentaries and films. And then there's the days worth of footage of Uluru that was put at my disposal (once I figured out Guy's incoherant scribblings as to what was where) and iDVD. I was instantaniously hooked.

I think someone needs to do a medical study on the negative effects to one's caffeine levels and sleeping habits when they're exposed to such addictive substances. I'm having withdrawals...

Graeme's gone AWOL...

I can't remember what AWOL stands for...
So it's been a while, a lot has happened in that while. Getting back from Uluru I was straight into classes for two weeks! Which was actually really cool coz I got to see a whole bunch of mates again. But now I'm back at work, and I've been given an extra shift. Yay! I get to work with Benpaul. Yay! I rarely get any sleep and have been sick these past two weeks. Yay! Life's good.

I spoke in Po Worship this morning. Nervous as all hell, and I had to go to a four hour shift at the Bookshop immediately afterward! Ha! And then straight after that was a Media Training workshop that I'd barely planned. Fun in the sun.