If you were on a soap opera, you'd be a Hopeless Romantic

Flowers, love songs, poems, roses, heart-shaped chocolates? Sounds about right for a cute and caring sweetie like you. You're a passionate person who believes in following your heart, and you'd be right at home in the love-struck world of a soap.

An optimist, you tend to look at the world through rose-colored glasses. But just because you see the bright side of things doesn't mean you're a total pushover. It's just that you prefer to see the best in people, which is precisely why everyone loves you so much. Just watch your back. Not everyone on those soaps has such a good heart!

Is Your Life a Soap Opera?

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Looks like I'll have to watch out for Maya "Drama Queen"!

While waiting at the baggage carousel yesterday with David after a trip to Adelaide for the day for work, I started getting a little too engaged with NCIS showing on the TV right next to it.

I got somewhat distracted when I heard some muttering behind me. I turned around, in time to catch David retracting his hand from a handshake with someone. I looked at the man David was speaking to and as I did so, caught his eye.

Realising that I did not actually know him, I turned around and continued watching NCIS. The box we were waiting for came, and David and I walked away.

As I did so, David turns to me and asks, "Did you know whose hand I just shook?"

I shrugged, thinking it was some dude he met from before. After all, he did not look particularly interesting and was in fact, I thought, rather shaggy.

"That was Ricky Ponting."

I'm sure my boyfriend attempted to kill me while I was sleeping last night.

He came over in the evening to cook fifty litres of soup (ok, not quite, but it filled three big pots) for a work function he was going to have today.

So first he kept me up till close to midnight cooking the jolly soup, but when he went home, he left behind a time bomb.

I woke up this morning to the smell of something burnt in my apartment. Yes, the entire apartment had the fresh fragrance of burnt something.

"It can't be the soup," I thought. "I checked when Daniel was about to leave last night that all the switches were turned off."

But still the strange smell lingered. So I padded over to my kitchen and lo and behold, parts of the floor was covered in soup.

I looked at the murder weapon - he was cooking some soup in a slow cooker and set it on high, and it remained high until I turned it off in the morning, some eight hours later.

The soup had turned to mush (but miraculously not evaporated), there was soup all over my counter top, cupboard door and floor and the smell of burnt soup continued to waft through the air.

And I leave tonight with my murderer for the Gold Coast for five days. Oh dear.

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The Australian government's decision that the Aussie cricket team will not play Zimbabwe in their country because of Mugabe's dictatorship in the country is certainly commendable.

It's about time governments make decisions like this, to lean on countries to correct their human rights atrocities. Not simply to push their own agendas.

Fine, the Australian government probably has their own reasons for their decision, which is most likely to push their own agenda, but at least this time, it has the added effect of making a decision Amnesty International would be proud of.

Next up, Darfur.

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In light of Paris Hilton's sentencing to 45 days in jail, a free Paris Hilton petition has been set up.

Their reason?

She provides hope for young people all over the U.S. and the world. She provides beauty and excitement to (most of) our otherwise mundane lives.

What kind of hope?

What kind of beauty?

Excitement, well, depends on your definition of excitement I guess.

As Paul McDermott mentioned yesterday when I was at the ABC studios recording for The Sideshow, "to be fair, those who signed the petition thought they were signing up for a free DVD".

I went for my first yoga class in my life yesterday and it was rather good!

It felt like the entire hour consisted of stretching, balancing and breathing and I was wondering how in the world was this considered to be exercise. However, towards the end, my body was actually warm and I actually went home feeling like I had actually done some exercise.

The stretching exercises were really good though, particularly because the instructor kept telling us to relax our shoulders (mine are always tense from all this computer work I do). For some strange reason it actually felt like I just had a really good massage session.

Best of all, it seems to be a rather low impact kind of strengthening exercise for my spine, which hopefully will do wonders for this scoliosis problem of mine.

Couldn't help but be amazed by the number of different names they had for poses though - the star, the one, warrior one, warrior two, warrior three, the dolphin, the eagle, the pigeon, the duck...felt a bit like I was in the zoo...

I am so excited!

While 4wdriving and camping at Lithgow over the weekend (will post photos later), I was struck with an excellent (I think it is) idea for a book.

Not going to go into details, besides the fact that it's somewhat akin to a travel guide, but with a twist. And no, it's got nothing to do with 4wdriving besides the fact that the idea came up while I was sitting in the car waiting to be towed up this insane hill. And no again, I wasn't driving, Daniel was.

Now to actually find time to get my research done, write the book and pitch it to a publisher! All of which I've never done before, so fingers crossed everything goes smoothly!

I have nothing insightful to say today besides wondering how one can work effectively and comfortably in an office that is consistently set at 19 degrees Celsius.

I recently discovered the John Butler Trio and was really quite drawn to their unique blend of really quite funky music (I'm not a music critic, so I cannot tell you what kind of blend it is, besides the fact that it's a blend of dreadlocks, bongos, beards, and Rasta attitude).

It's rather fresh for me to have a listen to a mainstream music group that lacks the mainstream music style. In short, I liked it.

And in true hippie fashion, these guys are actually offering concert tickets that will offset the carbon emissions from travelling to go see them.

How cool is that?

I'm not sure if I'll go to the concert. I like them, but don't love them.