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I read somewhere about someone who used to write down every nice thing that anyone ever said about them. For future reference. To soothe their soul on a Nobody Loves Me day. It could have been a skanky spiral notebook or maybe it was a sexy little Moleskine, coz if they wrote it down on something sexy, well that would just make the sentiment all that sweeter when they re-read it later on.

And they wrote it with a really good pen. Not necessarily expensive but just one that felt so right in your hand, made your handwriting look carefree and light. They didn’t hear good things all that often so they’d had the notebook for years and years, and each compliment took up a whole page.

12.03.2001 Checkout chick at supermarket said Hey did you get your hair done today coz it looks real good!!!

29.10.1993 “That was the best cup of coffee EVER” — my boss

13.09.1997 Random stranger with pink hair gave me their car parking voucher because they were leaving and it still had an hour left on it.

08.07.2002 Mum said, “I like what you’ve done with the garden”.

I might try that for the new year. That way if someone tells me I look like shite or I’m fired or Let’s Be Friends, I Don’t Want To Shag You, I could flip open my notebook and clear my throat and say, “Well I don’t CARE! On the Fifteenth of March a tall guy in red shirt pinched my arse at the pub! I don’t need you!”

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55 thoughts on “Noteworthy

  1. sounds like a fantabulous idea. just dont leave it lieing around, people will think you are insecure and need constant reassurance of selfworth.

    but thats just the negative part of me.

    The positive part says “yeah, we all need a little pick me up for those difficult days”

  2. Are You Kidding Me? This is a joke right?

    What do you think this note area is all about!?!? What about all of us who just about every day come by here and kiss your funny sweet ass? Are these not compliments enough that you need them in a fancy little book? How many compliments do you NEED?

    What is it? Do you not believe us? You think we come here and leaving messages just to trick you? (“hehe…I’ll bet she falls for this compliment!..hehe”)

    Every single day I’m reading something nice someone has written about you! EVERY DAY!!!!!!

    If I recieved just half of those nice things…no, a quarter of the nice things, I would consider that a great day and my head would be too large to fit through my front door.

    If it’s “arse” pinching you want I can’t help you there. But don’t insult those of us who love you by finding our compliments unworthy!

    (in the loudest voice possible!)

    WE LOVE YOU SHAUNNY AND WE THINK YOU’RE FUNNY AND WERE A CUTE CHILD AND YOUR MOMS A HOOT AND THOUGH YOU HAVE TROUBLE ACCEPTING A COMPLIMENT WE DON’T HOLD IT AGAINST YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Now sure, it isn’t in a Moleskine or anything, but SHEESH! It isn’t a skanky note book either!

  3. slack! what the hell are you on about? it’s just a bloody entry. it doesn’t mean anything. i just thought it was something amusing to write about.

    as for your “don’t insult those of us who love you by finding our compliments unworthy!”… bloody hell. i don’t think that at all and that was not what this entry was about.

    crikey.

  4. Cool it, everyone. People are in danger of missing the fact that the sexy, perfect pen is the main issue. I admit it, I love getting a funky pen that is just right. Or as the wonderful Shauny puts it, “not necessarily expensive, but makes the handwriting look carefree and light!” I love that line, that’s so true!!!

  5. Well, I think it’s a lovely idea – and Row and Slack are completely off the mark.

    Our lovely Miss Shauny wasn’t saying anything about people not complimenting her, she was just voicing an idea. Who says you can’t add some lovely comments into that? You can’t take your blog everywhere you go, so why not take a few choice words with you wherever you are.

    Plus, people are mean in comments, whoever you are or how good a friend they’re supposed to be.

  6. *audible groan* I was waiting for someone to say something about the ides of marsh. I think I’ve been waiting for years now. It wasn’t near as cool as I thought it would be.

  7. Now, now…it was just meant as a lighthearted attempt at humor. Nothing to get all worked up about, just me being silly. Sorry if I offended!

    (but I do like it when Shaunny types “crikey” there’s just nothing in Americanese that takes the place of that expression!)

    Happy Kwanza and New Years All!

  8. > *audible groan*

    After ‘On the Fifteenth of March…’ how could someone not say it?

    But to the topic: this self-affirmation stuff is a little too… self-affirmative for me, a little too Stuart Smalley, but I see the attraction. The best scheme would be to have friends keep these lists for one another. Then you could call friends when things are bad and they’d be ready with “Remember the time those guys whistled at us on the beach? And they seemed like they meant it and weren’t just being mean?”

    Or you could just write to me.

  9. Silly girl! All you’d have to do is read your blog comments to the fools-then they’d know how many people think you’re the cats pajamas!

  10. Well, obviously I didn’t read everyone elses great, silly, inflamed and generally hilarious comments before my last comment.

    Cucleheimer.

  11. I can so picture myself doing this in the future. Mostly because I’m obsessed with notebooks, have drawers filled with the things, yet refuse to write in any of them without some deep mystical purpose. I’m also obsessed with myself. It’s perfect.

    Have a great new year!

  12. Shauny: You could tally every comment within every o-penned post and not need a notebook. Since I’m too lazy (read: are you insane?) to go through every single comment posted here, and since you have once again decided to unfurl a bit of melancholy upon a throng determined to bestow hosannas upon your blessed Canberran cranium, here are statistics, estimated though close, not actual but probable, from the comments in question (epoch 2002 anno domini):

    NUMBER OF MARRIAGE PROPOSALS: 5

    NUMBER OF TIMES THE PHRASE “hug” HAS BEEN TYPED IN AFTER THE WORD “Shauny”: 342

    NUMBER OF SHAG OFFERS: 78

    NUMBER OF VIRTUAL KISSES: 210

    NUMBER OF BENIGN SPECULATIONS INTO SHAUNY’S ANATOMY: 28

    NUMBER OF REFERENCES TO SHAUNY’S PANTS: 18

    NUMBER OF HEARTS BROKEN OVER WHO WILL BE SHAUNY’S HEIR APPARENT: 8

    NUMBER OF REGULARS (EST.) WHO LEAVE COMMENTS: 55

    NUMBER OF REGULARS WHO ARE TOO SHY TO LEAVE COMMENTS LEST THEY BE SUCKED INTO LISTENING TO “HAPPINESS IS SLAVERY” UPON NOT BEING ABLE TO MEET SHAUNY: 262

    TOP REFERRAL FOR EDRANTS.COM: “How can I love Shauny further?”

    And you’re complaining, my dear? What the hell do you want to be? One of People Magazine’s 50 Most Beautiful People? Is this the cocoon-like transformation from humble blogger to diva? Baby, how much love do you need? And if the answer is what I think it is, how can I transform the Canberran male population into a roving pro-Shauny pack before the stroke of midnight? Yeepers!

  13. Well gadzooks indeed! I’m counting on you two. Enhappy her and ensultrify her (but be sure not to enslutify her!), anything to stop her from bashing her own pinata!

  14. Hey…I promise nothing on the possibility of ensluttifying Shauny. If she becomes a slut due to the American Invasion, then that’s her problem, not mine. I’ll just reap all the benefits 🙂

  15. Yeah, no matter how many times I offer to bash your pinata, you still insist on bashing it yourself. *sigh* One day I’ll get my hands on that pinata of yours… one day!!

    What Graham said, too.

    Plus, if I can’t ensluttify Shauny, no one can!

  16. Tony! You don’t get ALL the benefits. I’m there too! And I’m very good at ensluttifying people, Monkey. Put nothing past me, heh heh 😉

  17. “i am perfectly content to bash my own pinata a few times a day!”

    Give it a rest everynow and then, you don’t want to bruise it!

    Happy New Year All!

  18. Wow, this is too cool. I’ve invented a new word “ensluttify” and its achieved common usage.

    To evoke the spirit of David Coverdale, Happy Fucking New Year.

  19. I think that’s a cool idea, just because it would it would make use of a cool notebook. I love notebooks, but I never use them for anything.

    Have a great New Year, Shauny!

  20. oh my. where have I been?

    ensluttifing, bashing pinatas…

    the book idea is a positive one – not for purposes of expanding heads, but just as appreciation for humanity. when urban living, people sometimes seem like uncommunicable objects. (say nothing you rude boys) it’s helpful to be inspired and reminded of the good things that people do.

    slackjaw – it all started when you spelt shauny’s name incorrectly. s’all your fault. even those sticky raspberry & cream lollies at the shop that bind together in moderate temperatures and make people eat double.

    happy new years shauny! mwah.

  21. Mister Comments Box? Holy shit! Either I’m incredibly drunk and I’m beginning to hallucinate usernames, or someone is just too smart for my currently bibulous ass.

    Happy New Year! I need a pinata to bash with my nose right now. Still a few hours before the night on the town!

    I love you, Shauny shauny shaun! You too, Slackjaw, monkey, row, mb, all the rest whom I missed while blitzed.

  22. Goodness gracious me, you people. So much energy! Is there any way I could bottle some of that and sell it? We’d make a blinkin’ fortune, I say.

    Oh and Shauny, fantabulous idea about the notebook. *writes down first new year’s resolution*

  23. a wonderful idea, shauny!

    i’ve actually just purchased this excellent Thai exercise/school book thing to write down random thoughts. it has a kitschy little girl drawing on the cover and these special thoughts:

    “You’re my best friend! I wish you many happy times with lover. Do you believe love? I believe love too.”

    That could be my good words book once I get home.

    Happy new year, gal!

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