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**Warning: The following post contains pictures of blood!**

I'm sick of people constantly commenting on how much of a girly sport softball is. It's not that girly, it can get quite rough sometimes. Now I realise why it could be portrayed as a girly sport, seeing that it was set up as an indoor version as baseball, but when you play in a game of men's softball it can get quite rough and competitive. The list of injuries that people can get from softball are quite long. Someone in the team a couple of years ago, snapped his foot as he slid into a base. Well what happened is that he snapped the bones that connect his foot and leg, and the only thing that was hanging it together was his skin and some ligaments.

Today I had my first injury of 2007. It wasn't much, just a grazed knee, but it looks pretty impressive if I don't say so myself. Always been a big fun and the whole blood and guts thing. I didn't even realise that it was bleeding until I had been sitting on the bench for a couple of minutes and looked down at the patch in my knee of my softball pants. I noticed a bit of blood trickling out, so I thought I'd better check to see if it was okay, and well I'm pretty sure you can tell by the picture what I found. I pretty much went home to mum and got her to help me clean out the dirt in it, and to put special cream and stuff on it.

But its not all that bad. Keeley felt good that she was able to recognise my pain because she had just recently hurt her thumb. You can just see the mark on her thumb in that picture. So it was comforting to know that there were other people in my situation in the house.

Well I was thinking of doing something tonight, but seeing that I have to keep my knee uncovered, I don't think it would be appropriate to turn up to a club with a scabby knee. Not pretty at all.

AdamMac

I took the train for the first time in about 18 months. I was like a born again train virgin. I remembered to buy the ticket and validate it, seeing that I have still been using public transport in St Kilda (trams), but little things I had forgotten about.

I couldn't remember the order of stations. This pretty much devastated me, seeing that I used to be able to say the order in my sleep. After a couple of years of catching the train into the city, on a daily basis its something you just learn. But I've forgotten it. It was quite sad!

Also, I forgot how packed they could be and how rude some people are. Why can't people just let other people off before they start barging their way in? Its just common courtesy.

I've also lost complete balance when I was on the train. I felt so sorry for the poor school girl that I kept bumping into every time the train jolted. I did apologise heaps though, lets just hope that her feet don't bruise*. I felt so awkward being thrown from side to side. I looked like an idiot.

Well fingers crossed when I go home tonight I should be better. What am I saying, I'll be drunk... So for those wanting some entertainment on the way home, you can catch me drunken and disorderly on a train out to Werribee!

*This is why you shouldn't wear open toed shoes on a train!

Well, after being sick to death about the way I've been looking for a while now, I've taken some changes. Now this happens maybe once a year. This year, it started this morning. I went and got my hair cut and coloured. Well not an all over colour, but one that just highlights :P

I haven't had my hair cut for ages, so I decided to go get it cut, and also to try some colour in it as well. Its got two different colours running through it now, blonde and caramel. Its also cut shorter so I'll probably spend tonight running through how to style it in front of the mirror.

I also got myself two new tongue piercings, seeing that I was annoyed of only having the two, yin-yang and plain-and-boring. So now I have one which is black with a white star and another one with flames. Who knows, maybe one day I'll have enough to co-ordinate them with what I'm wearing!

Also going to start going to the solarium, which I know I have been talking about for ages, but I'm actually going to do it. So that should be exciting, no more being white, or orange. Damn fake tan. Yes, I did try it. Yes, I'm still suffering the consequences. Please don't ask any more questions, I thought it was a bronzer :S

Below is a photo of my lovely back of my head. I was hesitating about posting this on here, seeing that it makes my ears look HUGE! Believe me, they aren't really that big :S

That photo also looks like a have a block shaped head as well... Hmmm, I wonder how I can change that :P Maybe not let Jasmine take any more photos!

AdamMac

1. Chocolate
2. Anything from the work vending machines
3. Fast food, from any company that has a business that operates a drive thru, we aren't allowed to buy food from any of their franchises.

That's the name of the decor in our new place. Well that's what Meghan calls it. Been a week now, and I've been quite lazy, still haven't moved everything yet. Hopefully one more car load and I should be set. All the big things have been moved so that's good.

Quick rundown of whats been going on in the last two weeks:

• Credit card back, and they are waiving all the charges.
• The move has happened, or should I say still happening.
• Softball is still going strong, except for today when we lost 6-1!
• Work is getting no so busy, and still having fun, so that's good!
• Car not fixed yet, another thing I need to get down.

AAAAARRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

I have the keys. Which means its getting closer to happening. There was an open for inspection at my St Kilda place yesterday, and about 8 groups of strange people walked through my house. Don't worry, nothing was taken. Well nothing that I've noticed. It felt weird, as I walked away from my apartment, and the real estate agent showed people through. They got an application so that's a good sign. I obviously it was my placement of furniture that did it.

Work has been full on in this last month, so yesterday and today have been great. Not having to worry about taking calls, the amount of calls I have to get done for quality and other things has been a great stress-free break. I'm really needing that holiday later this year.

Speaking of the holiday, I've started looking at things that I want to do, at the moment I'm tossing up between Europe or the US. Apparently the US is too much like here, and if I wanna go someone, I need to go somewhere that doesn't feel like I'm still at home. So at the moment, I'm still thinking about what to do. I'm also tossing up who I go with, in terms of travel companies. Contiki is winning at the moment, mainly because I've heard so much of Jo's trip and I want the same sort of thing, but STA travel has given me some ideas in terms of going to both and maybe back packing or something. I have no idea. All I know is I don't care where I go, so long as I do!

I have the keys to the new place. Dad is coming around tomorrow morning and we are going to move everything. Got to love a dad with a trailer. I don't have that much stuff to move, its mainly little things, which I'm planning to move in my 100 trips between the two places. Also looking forward to just having everything moved and sleeping for a whole weekend. Its kinda sad really, I'm starting to miss the city already. Mainly because I've only really just started going out more around here, and catching up with mates at St Kilda Beach, which I probably won't be able to do for a little.

Just think of all the money I'll be saving. I keep telling myself that all the time now, mainly so that I can justify moving away from the city. I know that its up and down for the last twelve months, with probably more downs then ups, but there is just something about being so close to everything that I'm going to miss.

I got a phone call from my credit card company this morning. They went through all this legal stuff with me, told me what was stolen and they were kinda scared at how I got robbed. They hadn't heard of that many cases where only the credit card was taken and nothing else. I think they've done it so I wouldn't notice and cancel the card on them. Here I was thinking they were smart, but clearly I was wrong. Who steals a credit card and then buys cartons of cigarettes and booze!?! But everything is getting wiped and I should have my card back in the next couple of days. WooHoo!

Well I should continue packing, seeing that if I don't my mum will kill me. That's the reason she texted me at 7 o'clock this morning, and when I thanked her for waking me up, she said she only did it so that I could have more time packing. So thanks mum. I love ya.

Anyway, with the whole moving thing, may not be online for a couple of weeks, so all those that speak to me on MSN, I won't be there for a little while. But I will be back.

StressMac

I very rarely get telemarketers call me. I suppose this would be a good thing for most people, I actually love getting them. Well, only when they call to try and make me change to their company for my home phone needs. Seeing that I work in customer service for home phones, the likelihood of me actually changing providers is very slim, but I like to listen to see what they have to offer, and then ask them questions.

I like to sound keen, like to give them that slim glimmer of hope that I might change to their company. By doing this, it makes the end of the call more satisfying. I'll explain.

I listen to them tell me everything, which usually takes a good five minutes, then when they ask if I have any questions, that's why I really start playing with them. My favourite question, 'I've got family visiting Diego Garcia*, and I need to call them everyday, so I need good rates to that country.' I feel a sense of accomplishment when I have to repeat myself because they need to write down Diego Garcia because they have never heard of it. I'm then put on hold by the representative, who has gone on a hunt trying to find the best rate to this country thinking that if they come back with something good they may have made a sale. Now the conversation goes either two ways. One, the representative discovers that majority of calls to this country are barred**, or two, they have found some really expensive rates and feel bad telling me them so they try and win me over with something else.

Seeing that they took forever to find the rates, I then tell them that they've wasted so much of my time today, and I'd be ridiculous to go to their company, tell them to have a nice day and then hang up the phone.

That's the approach that I like to take. I don't get aggressive, I just make them feel bad for wasting my time, when it was actually me wasting theirs. For the first time yesterday I wasn't able to use this, mainly because the rep was a bitch.

She called me yesterday morning, saying she was from so-and-so company, and proceeded to bad mouth my company. This was before she even knew I worked for them. So I let her continue, letting her ride her high horse for a little bit longer until the perfect moment came to knock her down. She told me a blatant lie, to try and bring me across. Basically, she said that there are no contract breakage fees for going to that company. BULLSHIT! I then told her I was on a 12 month agreement with my current company and she said that didn't matter. To which I told her that I actually worked for that company, and it does matter. Her response. 'Well that's what we were told in training, so I'm right!'.

I knew I had two options at that point, politely hang up or correct the cow. I'm sure you can guess which one I choose...

'I'm sorry to tell you this, but your training is wrong. Your the reason why I have customers calling me at my work, because you have promised this exact same thing and obviously can't deliver. Your the reason why I have people screaming at me through the phone, and then having them come back to our company because your telling them lies. If I was you, I would consider not telling people that and getting someone to re look at your training. I hope you have a nice day.'

At that, I hung up the phone.

BitchMac

*For those that don't know, Diego Garcia is an atoll located in the heart of the Indian Ocean.
** This is because of a thing called Internet dumping, where you can only really call this country by paying premium rates.