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Who the hell is Jano?

Ok I just went to Blogsworth and left a comment and it came up under the name ‘Jano’ rather than ‘Hobag Janers’ as I’d originally typed in. Has somebody used this computer and left comments under that name? How bizarre – anywho, let me know if anyone got any comments from a ‘Jano’ because I want to get to the bottom of this.

Sorry I don’t drop by so often anymore – we finally have internet but my computer is still back home. I’ve been trying to get into reading like you guys so when I come home I often climb into bed with a book, a chai and some chocolate. Otherwise I go out and usually come home a tad tipsy, if it’s late I’ll get into bed and if it’s not I’ve been thieving my sister’s computer and coming on here (as I’m too tipsy to read my book) so if my comments don’t make that much sense than you know why. On the weekend I’ll be picking up my laptop so I’ll be coming back on a more regular basis then (minus the wine) – look forward to catching up with you guys,

Janers

This is really messed up

http://news.ninemsn.com.au/national/744864/worst-day-in-history-vic-fires-kill-14

Over 65 people were killed in bushfires today down in Victoria. It’s awful – I can’t imagine how frightening their last moments were, especially if they were trapped with loved ones at the time. My heart goes out to all those affected – losing someone is heartwrenching enough without it having to be such horrible circumstances.

Makes me feel so grateful for the health and safety of myself and family – also reminds me how silly and insignificant most of the things I worry about in my life are.

Back Home

Today I woke at 11am, logged onto my computer and spent the morning snacking on whatever seemed tasty enough – all of which was a regular occurance 3 weeks ago. Waking up in familar surrounding makes the past week seem like a strange dream and Fiji seemed like a whole lifetime ago.

Moving and the real job has been a bit overwhelming (especially the job). I lived in Sydney from age 3 to 7 so a lot of my earliest memories are there – and growing up I was often heading down there to visit relatives and friends so it’s always felt familiar but now all of a sudden it feels so strange living there – like I don’t belong. I miss my lake – that’s were I belong. I spent a childhood there swimming, sailing, surf skiing and exploring. There’s all types of interesting things to do and find in a huge saltwater lake when you’re a kid (and an adult). There’s nothing better after a hot sticky and/or stressful day than glidng through the cool water and letting it wash away all your worries - But I’m not a kid anymore and I need to be somewhere where I can work and go out and meet people and just enjoy being a young adult for the short time it will last.

The worst part about moving is that I MISS MY DOGGIES! – I miss their adorable faces and the the way they trotting about excitedly, tails wagging, simply because I came home, got out of bed or just came into the room. I miss my family too but I can always call them if I need them. You can’t cuddle a dog over the phone.

The job does seem interesting and I love our sweet little apartment. It’s been exhausting tho – I just been doing training all week and information overload is frying my brain. At least I get to go home at 5 tho – everyone else seems to live there and I’m so not doing that when I start working in my team (not on my salary anyway).

Anyway that’s the wrap up of what’s going on in my head. I’ll be over to do some blog visiting later in the day.

Off to the real world

Hey guys,

Off to Sydney today – I’ll be starting my first full time job tomoz. Won’t have any internet at first but I’ll be back on the weeked to post on my trip and new job – sorry I didn’t get around to visiting all your blogs (it’s been a bit rushed)

Cya,

Janers

Dammit

As I probably told everyone I wanted to take some sort of overseas trip before starting work full time. Unfortunately I left things too late and all the flights to South-East Asia were booked out and/or really expensive (I don’t want to pay more to fly to Bangkok that I would to fly to LA). It really just left 2 options: New Zealand and Fiji – neither seemed all that exciting (compared to everywhere else) as they’re both relatively cheap and quick to fly to.  It’s also the wrong season to go to Fiji but it has a  different culture and I’m a tropical holiday type of person so I decided I would go anyway- now the poor Fijians have had a natural disaster.

I really don’t think I want to go anymore – the tour company I booked with hasn’t cancelled the tour (I’m sure they’re leaving it until the last minute to do so) so I’ll end up paying a huge cancellation fee and same goes for the flights (which I can only get credit for rather than a refund). Everybody also seems to have parties planned for the time I’ll be away and it might not be so easy to hang out with my Newcastle friends after I move. I’ve also just started getting over my irrational fear of sharks so I don’t want to leave my sunny waterfront home (which I only have 2 weeks left to enjoy) to head to cyclone central. Anyway I should really quite my whining considering unlike others I haven’t lost my home, business or (worst of all) a loved one due to the floods.

I just don’t know which option to pick. Should I just cancel and stay home or go anyway?

I has an angry

Since moving day is looming up I’ve spent more and more time on dog adoption websites as I have some far fetched and deluded idea that I might be able to fill my new apartment with lovable pets. Viewing all the dogs makes me happy, but it also makes me very angry and sad. There are many adorable puppies who will no doubt go to good homes - but then there are the lost causes awaiting their deaths in those horrible cages with concrete floors.  It’s like Auschwitz for puppy dogs.

It really pisses me off – domestic dogs have been bred to be loyal, loving and completely dependant on us. No  other animal trusts a human being like a dog does and they are abused, negleted and pretty much thrown onto a trash heap once someone decides they can’t be bothered caring for them anymore. Tens of thousands of unwanted animals are killed each year and yet, breeders and pet stores keep churning them out. I understand how easy it is to fall in love with those sweet little fluffy things at the shops (I’ve had my heart stolen by 2 so far) and I understand why people like to stick with a particular breed with known and trusted characteristics – bu I just can’t understand why people can’t find an adult dog or a mixed puppy of that breed at a shelter. What exactly is so prestigious about an animal whose father, grandfather and uncle are one in the same ?  What’s so great about an animal that’s valuable on paper but suffers cataracts and arthritis by the age of 5? It makes no sense to be. Kinda reminds me a dipshit redneck I once saw on an episode of Ricki Lake. He had a problem with his daughter dating a man of different race . He didn’t consider himself  racist, he just thought that people should keep it ‘pure’. If you want to know what happens when you ‘keep it pure’, take a look at the history of the Royal Family (you end up with a bunch of mentally challenged haemophiliacs until you begin to throw a few commoners into the mix).

Variety is the spice of life and genetic variety is the key to life. So don’t go telling me some fancy purebred is any better than the mutts at the pound. I more than understand how easy it is to fall in love at the pet store as well as the preference for a trusted breed that suits your needs – but I just don’t understand people who are after a fancy pedigree. You do not buy a dog for an expensive piece of paper – you buy a dog for their love and companionship and a dog that has spent too long in a small cage before moving in with you is likely to be an awfully gratetful and affectionate pup.

I have nothing against people who buy from pet stores (I have myself)  I just worry about those sweet little puppies who catch the eye of someone who had simply headed to the mall to buy a new sweater. I’m sure a lot of those impulse buys end up at the pound once the dogs grows too big or the purchaser realises a pet doesn’t fit into their lifestyle very well. I agree with those who believe the selling of puppies and kittens in pet stores should be banned.

So next time you feel like it’s time to add a four legged friend to your family check out what’s online at PetRescue or the RSPCA (or one of the many other shelters who list animals online) and if you don’t find the perfect dog for you then go to a sensible breeder (who values health over pedigree), protect your doggy from unwanted parenthood and most importantly, DON’T get a dog if you are not certain you can provide a lifetime of care.

Thanx for listening to my little rant,

Janers

Merry Christmas to my favourite slags!

Hi guys,

Hope u all have a fantastic day tomorrow (or maybe the next day with the time diff). Sorry I didn’t send any Christmas cards – I usually love doing Chrissy stuff but I realised I wouldn’t be able to post them in time after I got home from camping. I have all your addresses tho so I might just send some surprise letters throughout the year instead.

luv, Janers

Hi Hobags

Sorry I haven’t been to your blogs in ages. I’ve been off doing fun stuff and don’t intend to stop until am forced to (via new job).

Have u all been well? I can’t be bothered writing much on this post (or blog in general) as am lazy. I just got facebook which I didn’t even want (someone signed me up and sent me a link since). I’m glad I have it now tho as it makes it a lot easier to co-ordinate social crap but I feel obligated to post pics and stuff which is annoying. I also applied for a postgrad degree and just opened an ‘offer of firm admission to candidature’ for this degree 10 minutes ago. I don’t know what I was thinking applying – I wouldn’t mind completing it but I would mind having to pay for it. Postgrad degrees are full fee paying (no government help) and I don’t particularly feel it’s worth it (I’m going to be poor enough as it is).

Hope u r all having fun planning for Chrissy.

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