Miriam Parkinson

I’m loving my new hair. I’ve tried valiantly to get a photo up but its just not working so I’ll post it later.
The way it was styled first (especi ally since I was feeling a little under the weather from last night) made me look a little like a dyke (which I guess isn’t that far from the truth) but I’ve gotten the hang of the styling and it now looks more Parisian and sophisimacated than lesbian.

Also I can spike it into a Mohawk and it makes me look like one of those troll dolls and it does sci-fi too

And if I happen to want to pick up girly girls then I can style it appropriately…

I’m totally over my hair which has been long for over 10 years now and so I’m getting a pixie cut today
Its currently down to my elbows to give you an idea of how much is coming off.

I’m trying to download gday world at the moment… Estimated download time 2 hours 24 minutes…

I could download an entire season of the OC in that time at home!

But its dial-up… Stupid dial-up with is slowness and its icky not loading pages properly unless you leave them for half an hour and… Anyways!

I got some video footage but people had work tomorrow and trains to catch and all sorts of other stuff so I’ll try to get some better footage when every one’s in a proper party kinda mood.

Although I have some interesting statistics…

Australians estimate higher percentages of bi girls than Swiss people
Girls who (well as far as I know) have been actively bi estimate higher percentages bi.
Girls estimate higher than guys…

Interesting…

Highest guess I heard was 80%

Anyways I stand by my guess of 60%

Well given this will take long enough to publish as it is with the whole DIAL-UP thing I’ll stop now…

Night!

…100 of those in the past two days…

I wonder why??

I’m leaving Melbourne for Sydney tomorrow afternoon. I was intending to leave on Monday however unfortunately my grandfather died yesterday and I need to leave earlier to attend the funeral.

My granddad was a great bloke. He worked for the health department and was part of the team that brought in medicare. He always supported my tomboyish side when I was a kid and took me on expeditions up cliffs when I was 7 (much to the horror of my mother). He also taught me carpentry and took me caving (one of his main hobbies). Unfortunately he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease when he was around 70 and was soon unable to follow his previous hobbies, but he always regaled us with entertaining stories about his childhood. He died peacefully at around 9.30am on Friday after two weeks of ill health.

I’m going to try to get some interesting footage while my girlfriends and I are about town and getting up to mischief and I’ll post anything of interest

I may not have regular access to the internet (my mother wont get adsl because its ‘too hard’) but I’ll try to blog as much as possible and I’ll post up any vids when I get back.

Weekend before last I got my first tattoo…
A barcode on the back of the neck

So, in the spirit of sharing. Here’s a photo essay of sorts

But, before I start

1. No it didn’t hurt – Felt like a cross between a sharp scratch with, say, a pine needle, and when you get too close to a sparkler.
2. I got a barcode because I wanted to
3. Yes the numbers do mean something, bonus points if you can guess the significance.
4. I dont know whether it will scan yet, I havent tried. Although its not UPC so it wouldnt scan on normal scanners anyway.

So now that 4 of the 5 standard questions have been answered (the first seems to be is it real?)

Diary of A Tattoo – A Story in Photos by Miriam Parkinson
Can you tell I’ve had too much caffeine today??

First the design was transferred onto my neck.

The process finally begins

Halfway done… I’ll admit it hurt a little bit more on the nobbly bits… And when he went over the thicker lines to fill them out.

Immediately after it was finished… Kinda blurry because Colin took it with a camera phone and they dont really do close up.

It felt like a bad sunburn by now… And its all 3d like when you scratch yourself on something and get that raised red bit. Also excess ink is coming out.

And the Final Product…

Does anyone know anywhere in melbourne that can copy old VHS videos onto dvd? I have a couple of old performance vids from year 12 that I don’t want to disintergrate into nothing and I dont even have a VCR.

judging by this post by Urbaer anyway:

I’m sure Cam will post the video, the conversation went from “What event in the 90’s instigated an increase in bi-sexaulity in females” to somewhere very far away from that… well probably not too far away from that. Did you know that Sydney private schools do plays that involve nurses pole dancing and simulated sex?

Me and my big mouth…. Oops

Also

And I also met Miriam who… probably did mean what she promised

Errm… What did I promise exactly?? I was pretty sure I made a point of not making any promises and just giving vague maybes…

For the record… I wasnt as drunk as I looked… no really Just drunk enough to be me in front of a whole bunch of strangers.

I have an idea for a show… get a bunch of girls together, feed them alcohol and then ask them to confirm or deny various male rumours about girls.
It has the added bonus that there’s a reasonable chance of some girl on girl action happening every now and again.

Hmm maybe I should do some filming during my trip to sydney next week… could be interesting.

Well last night I posted a rather intoxicated report on the TPN Dinner and I promised to post something else today… So…

I was really nervous when I arrived because meeting a large group of strangers scares me a little… As did Cam… Nah actually he’s not that much more crazy than me I’m just better at hiding the crazy when I first meet people. You have to lull them into a false sense of security first see

I pretty much don’t drink being that I’m too busy panicking over the work that I should have been doing when I was reorganising my pens and checking my email to go out most nights… That and the fact that I’m an impoverished student living with someone who isn’t accustomed to eating two minute noodles to pay for the alcohol supply.

Anyway

The upshot of this is that the sake Cam insisted we all drink hit me like a slice of lemon wrapped around a gold brick and I sort of turned into…. me… except without the crazy filter. So anyone who was there got to see the me my friends see… Hooray for you!

So the general consensus was that the evening was highly amusing and I will definitely be attending any future TPN events that I can…

And about that whole gimp mask vidcast thingy….. Maybe… If I’m in a really brave mood.