uncomplaining, then life, nationalism, and...something else.

So, at the suggestion of a friend, I tried spending Tuesday without complaining or negativity. I think I was doing sort of okay until I went to hockey training. I'm pretty sure that I made up for 12 hours of not complaining with 90 minutes of steady disgruntlement.

Oops?

I suspect that it's also easier when you have someone around to call you on it. I didn't. And I especially didn't at hockey.

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I was thinking about hockey last night as I went to sleep, and realised that while the playing is fun, the politics surrounding playing have become somewhat stressful lately - mostly because I keep feeling like I'm going to be dumped from the team.

( because this is going to get long )

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With the 4th July coming up, here's a different perspective on America from off my DWircle: Because it's not always great to be an American.

Plus the vilification of boganism. To me, the soul of boganism is less about postcode and more about outlook: believe you me, there are bogans on the elite North Shore of Sydney, too! They just don't look like your typical Aussie 'Paul Hogan' bogan.

Interesting side trip: Hogans vs. bogans?

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In other news, I have to work this Sunday. And I don't think I'm going to get time-in-lieu for it. There isn't really space for it in a go-live project: something needs to be done by Monday, you do it on the weekend.

"10 weeks to go!" pronounces the sign on the wall beside the main door into our building.