My Dad can be amazingly sweet sometimes.

I have been asking him repeatedly to take me to the beach so I can find another shell for my sleeper earrings. I like to wear these tiny cockel shells in them, looped through the sleepers by a hole drilled by a borer animal that eats out the soft insides of the little bivalve. It leaves these tiny shells just perfect for making jewellry with, and I like to wear them in my earrings.

I've not been able to go as the weather has been absolutely awful.

I was swearing and ranting when Mum and Dad came back cause they went away for about three hours this morning, leaving me to look after Ruby (who is very easy to look after, really).

Dad comes in and says, "Here you are, daughter. I got wet for this." And he pops a little shell with a hole in it in my hand. Quite a pretty one too, with zig-zag patterns on it. The weather really is shitty out there.

It's now in my earring. I think I'll treasure it. :)

Cat of the Day...

Wow. Xena got Cat of the Day at catster.

I'm-a just gonna be over here. Bawling my eyes out. I miss that fat bitch so much!

I *love* watching Howard squirm like a worm!

He's on the 7:30 Report talking to Kerry O'Brien. As Trudy Cooper says, Kerry O'Brien is a sexy bastard, and he takes no mutha-fucking prisoners. Kerry O'Brien homes Sudanese refugees in the cleft in his chin, people. He is THAT fucking awesome.

So, he's talking to El Presidente the Prime Minister, and asks him what his pollsters think of the fact that a majority of people think that Howard is dishonest.

Howard manages to take the word 'dishonest' and run with it like a freakin' rugby player. He starts saying how he's NOT dishonest, that when he sent Australian troops into Iraq, it was on intelligence at the time which said that there were WMDs in Iraq. That his supposed lying to us about the real reason they're sending troops into Iraq was a Labor-made fantasy. That the Children Overboard scandal - that he was given the WRONG information, and that's why he said certain things, yada yada.

...

For FUCK'S sake, Howard. You're the fucking Prime Minister. If I, broke, high-school educated, ex-art student, not the brightest bulb in the box, can turn on the internet and read up on all sides of an issue, CAN'T YOU?! With all your money, and your Kirabillee house and you fucking name it - you're getting PAID to know what's going on, not to cheat the answers before walking into the Big Chair and to make a right fucking DICK of yourself!

Christ! *face-palm* As I said - I'm not a brain. I'm useless with the little details of politics, with economics and that sort of thing. But I'm pretty good with basic logic, I think.

So Howard starts prattling on about 'allegations', and Kerry decides that he's let Howard run far enough. The Ginger-Topped Warrior for Journalism says to Howard, with a balanced, firm tone that he was talking about how Howard's pollsters were going to deal with the poll result, and that they were the opinions of people rather than allegations, and that he'd like to know what the pollsters thought.

Howard dismissed it and then went on about how they WERE allegations, apparently because they were a negative opinion about him and that's now allowed or something - I tuned out at this point and was still amazed by the Fifty Metre Dash of WTF?! that had just occurred before that point.

*sigh* And he wonders why people think he's dishonest!