Sunday, December 25, 2005
Merry Christmas!!!
Meery Christmas to everyone! And Happy Chanukah, Happy Kwanza, Baxter's Day, LOL, any anything you guys might celebrate! =)
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
God I hate snow!!!
How do you Americans live in this stuff? I am absolutely freezing my ass off!! I am an Australian, and we are not accostomed to this kind of weather, as we do not have snow and low temperatures like American winters do. If you notice, I am never around in the winter; I am usually elsewhere. I am very tempted to return to Arizona, or even Australia. My worst nightmare would be to be trapped in one of the Northwestern states where they have several feet of snow. I did enjoy watching some children have a snowball fight in the park today. Was very funny. I should throw a snowball at Bobby. =)
Monday, December 12, 2005
Gee, thanks!!!
WTF?!
God help whoever started this when I find them!
http://new.petitiononline.com/manila4/petition.html
God help whoever started this when I find them!
http://new.petitiononline.com/manila4/petition.html
Couldn't resist!
I have never been one to be a kleptomaniac but, I felt very cheeky today!
I saw Bobby at that Italian restaurant he likes so much. He left his coat unattened for a minute and I stole it!!! I didn't want the thing, I just took it out of spite. I mailed it back to him. =)
I saw Bobby at that Italian restaurant he likes so much. He left his coat unattened for a minute and I stole it!!! I didn't want the thing, I just took it out of spite. I mailed it back to him. =)
Hello darlings!
Sorry to have neglected you. =)
I have unpacked but I am running out of room to put my clothes. Well, a girl can never have too many clothes! Having so much stuff makes it hard to run at the last second. I will never leave my clothes behind. Even that stupid pink blazer I wore in 2004. My clothes will be my downfall!
I have unpacked but I am running out of room to put my clothes. Well, a girl can never have too many clothes! Having so much stuff makes it hard to run at the last second. I will never leave my clothes behind. Even that stupid pink blazer I wore in 2004. My clothes will be my downfall!
Hello darlings!
Sorry to have neglected you. =)
I have unpacked but I am running out of room to put my clothes. Well, a girl can never have too many clothes! Having so much stuff makes it hard to run at the last second. I will never leave my clothes behind. Even that stupid pink blazer I wore in 2004. My clothes will be my downfall!
I have unpacked but I am running out of room to put my clothes. Well, a girl can never have too many clothes! Having so much stuff makes it hard to run at the last second. I will never leave my clothes behind. Even that stupid pink blazer I wore in 2004. My clothes will be my downfall!
Friday, December 02, 2005
A quick note
I love watching this flurry of blogging activity. This blogging thing has caught on quite nicely.
I've been off on a lovely holiday. With daily internet access, of course!
I have some questions for Bobby but will get to them later. I need to unpack.
I've been off on a lovely holiday. With daily internet access, of course!
I have some questions for Bobby but will get to them later. I need to unpack.
Friday, November 11, 2005
Temptation
Temptation is an awful thing for me. It causes me more problems than I care to admit. I love to push, push, push...just to see what antics I can get away with.
I've been avoiding Bobby lately. Last week, I followed him, unGodly tempted to throw myself in his path and scream "Boo!" Of course, I would be a fool to do so!
Now this week, I'm restless, irritable. He's here, and I want to seek him out. Yet, I am afraid too. And I hate that. I need another post to vent this frustration!
This ambivalence kills me! It's not like me to waffle, to ponder, to question myself.
Damn Bobby and his blog!
I've been avoiding Bobby lately. Last week, I followed him, unGodly tempted to throw myself in his path and scream "Boo!" Of course, I would be a fool to do so!
Now this week, I'm restless, irritable. He's here, and I want to seek him out. Yet, I am afraid too. And I hate that. I need another post to vent this frustration!
This ambivalence kills me! It's not like me to waffle, to ponder, to question myself.
Damn Bobby and his blog!
Silence
I've been doing what I love best: Watching and observing.
And thinking. The more I read of Bobby's blog, the more questions I have! Both of him and of myself.
Do I dare ask those questions?
And thinking. The more I read of Bobby's blog, the more questions I have! Both of him and of myself.
Do I dare ask those questions?
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Three Things
I like this!!
THREE THINGS
Three names I go by:
1. Nic
2. Nikki
3. Elizabeth =)
Three screen names I have had:
1. Blondie
2. CrazyAussie
3. Pinky
Three physical things I like about myself:
1. My eyes
2. My hair
3. My hands
Three physical things I don't like about myself:
1. My lips
2. My shoulders
3. My legs
Three parts of my heritage:
1. Dutch
2. French
3. Czech
Three things that scare me:
1. Heights!
2. Bobby!
3. Never being able to have a normal life
Three of my everyday essentials:
1. Lipstick
2. High heels
3. Purse
Three of my favorite musical artists:
1. Mozart
2. Aretha Franklin
3. George Michael
Three of my favorite songs:
1. Anything by Mozart
2. R-E-S-P-E-C-T, Aretha
3. Amazing- George Michael
Three things I want in a relationship:
1. Trust
2. Strength
3. Power
Three LIES:
1. I'm very honest!
2. I'm very emotional.
3. I'm a dumb blonde.
TRUTHS:
1. I both love and hate men.
2. I'm vengeful.
3. I love Lilacs!
Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to me:
1. Eyes
2. Voice
3. Smarts/Wits
Three of my favorite hobbies:
1. Jewerly
2. Gardening
3. Hiding from police!
Three things I want to do really badly now:
1. Return to Australia
2. Yell at Bobby!
3. Sleep!
Three careers I've considered:
1. Actress!
2. Ice Skater
3. Teacher
Three places I want to go on vacation:
1. London
2. Hong Kong
3) Sweden
Three kid's names I like:
1) Olivia
2) Sophia
3) Michael
Three things I want to do before I die:
1. Not go to prison again
2. To really fall in love
3. Settle my score with Bobby!
Three ways that I am stereotypically a boy:
1. I curse too much!
2. I'm good with guns and knives!
3. I'm very good at Mathematics
Three ways that I am stereotypically a girl:
1. High Heels!
2. My long Blonde hair!
3. I love make-up!
Three celebrity crushes:
1. Vincent D'Onofrio [He looks just like Bobby! =) ]
2. Orlando Bloom
3. Esai Morales
Three people that I would like to see post this meme:
1. Bobby!
2. Alex Eames!
3. Gwen!
THREE THINGS
Three names I go by:
1. Nic
2. Nikki
3. Elizabeth =)
Three screen names I have had:
1. Blondie
2. CrazyAussie
3. Pinky
Three physical things I like about myself:
1. My eyes
2. My hair
3. My hands
Three physical things I don't like about myself:
1. My lips
2. My shoulders
3. My legs
Three parts of my heritage:
1. Dutch
2. French
3. Czech
Three things that scare me:
1. Heights!
2. Bobby!
3. Never being able to have a normal life
Three of my everyday essentials:
1. Lipstick
2. High heels
3. Purse
Three of my favorite musical artists:
1. Mozart
2. Aretha Franklin
3. George Michael
Three of my favorite songs:
1. Anything by Mozart
2. R-E-S-P-E-C-T, Aretha
3. Amazing- George Michael
Three things I want in a relationship:
1. Trust
2. Strength
3. Power
Three LIES:
1. I'm very honest!
2. I'm very emotional.
3. I'm a dumb blonde.
TRUTHS:
1. I both love and hate men.
2. I'm vengeful.
3. I love Lilacs!
Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to me:
1. Eyes
2. Voice
3. Smarts/Wits
Three of my favorite hobbies:
1. Jewerly
2. Gardening
3. Hiding from police!
Three things I want to do really badly now:
1. Return to Australia
2. Yell at Bobby!
3. Sleep!
Three careers I've considered:
1. Actress!
2. Ice Skater
3. Teacher
Three places I want to go on vacation:
1. London
2. Hong Kong
3) Sweden
Three kid's names I like:
1) Olivia
2) Sophia
3) Michael
Three things I want to do before I die:
1. Not go to prison again
2. To really fall in love
3. Settle my score with Bobby!
Three ways that I am stereotypically a boy:
1. I curse too much!
2. I'm good with guns and knives!
3. I'm very good at Mathematics
Three ways that I am stereotypically a girl:
1. High Heels!
2. My long Blonde hair!
3. I love make-up!
Three celebrity crushes:
1. Vincent D'Onofrio [He looks just like Bobby! =) ]
2. Orlando Bloom
3. Esai Morales
Three people that I would like to see post this meme:
1. Bobby!
2. Alex Eames!
3. Gwen!
I want a normal life!
Very much so!
I like to go to the theatre, I like to watch the plays! I love Broadway! I once dreamt of becoming an actress! Nicole Wallace, the actress! Isn't that a damned giggle now??
I love to go out to the little stands out in the streets early in the morning. I love to pick through the fruit and flower stands! And, of course, grab a newspaper!
And I love to go shopping! What girl doesn't?! I love every store: Macy's, Walmart, I don't care! I love clothing. I love bright colors. And I also love my shoes! I love my high heels!
I can't do so much of these things since Ii always have to look over my shoulder.
I am tired of running. I really am. I just want a normal life.
I like to go to the theatre, I like to watch the plays! I love Broadway! I once dreamt of becoming an actress! Nicole Wallace, the actress! Isn't that a damned giggle now??
I love to go out to the little stands out in the streets early in the morning. I love to pick through the fruit and flower stands! And, of course, grab a newspaper!
And I love to go shopping! What girl doesn't?! I love every store: Macy's, Walmart, I don't care! I love clothing. I love bright colors. And I also love my shoes! I love my high heels!
I can't do so much of these things since Ii always have to look over my shoulder.
I am tired of running. I really am. I just want a normal life.
I find myself quite limited
Remaining in New York is quite limiting. Someone might see me and turn me in. Or God forbod, Bobby might see me. That might actually be an amusing situation. Or not!
I wonder what he would do. I go out of my way to avoid letting him see me but am intensely curious of how he would react if he were to see me. Would he pull out his pistol and scream "freeze" like cops do in the movies? Or would he make eye contact and approach me? And, what would I do?? Surely I would run if he pulled out his pistol. But would I run from him if he approached me? I don't think I would.
I'm rather tired of running anyway.
And running is quite tortuorous on a girls 3 inch heels! =)
I wonder how much I'm worth in reward money if I were to be turned in? $500? $ 1 Million? ! A girl can't but help wondering her worth! =)
Oh dear, I'm trying to be funny again. I need some caffiene to wake myself up completely!
I wonder what he would do. I go out of my way to avoid letting him see me but am intensely curious of how he would react if he were to see me. Would he pull out his pistol and scream "freeze" like cops do in the movies? Or would he make eye contact and approach me? And, what would I do?? Surely I would run if he pulled out his pistol. But would I run from him if he approached me? I don't think I would.
I'm rather tired of running anyway.
And running is quite tortuorous on a girls 3 inch heels! =)
I wonder how much I'm worth in reward money if I were to be turned in? $500? $ 1 Million? ! A girl can't but help wondering her worth! =)
Oh dear, I'm trying to be funny again. I need some caffiene to wake myself up completely!
I love waking up early in the morning
I love the peacefulness and the quiet. And no one around to bother me. I love to to a nice cafe and have some tea and read the newspaper early in the morning.
I love to watch the dawn break. It's one of the few things I find truly beautiful.
I love to watch the dawn break. It's one of the few things I find truly beautiful.
Friday, November 04, 2005
I don't like Arizona
Hello my darlings.
Sorry to have left you alone these past few days but I was travelling. I do *not* like Arizona. Too warm, too dry, too boring. Besides, Bobby is in New York City! =)
Sorry to have left you alone these past few days but I was travelling. I do *not* like Arizona. Too warm, too dry, too boring. Besides, Bobby is in New York City! =)
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Hmm...
America has Halloween just like England. It is practised in parts of Australia too. At least England nor Australia has Paris Hilton like America does!
One more time!!!
I am going to kill the next person who spams my blog!
Consider this fair warning from Nicole Wallace!
I'm quite cross right now. I've had too many Sherries tonight!
Consider this fair warning from Nicole Wallace!
I'm quite cross right now. I've had too many Sherries tonight!
Damn it!
I just remembered Bobby still has my Thai Buddha from when he arrested me a few weeks ago. I want it back!
Monday, October 31, 2005
A bit about me.
I was born Nicole Paige Wallace in Melbourne, Australia in 1967, the only child of Claudia and William Wallace.
I was quite a mischievous child, always into trouble! As Bobby as told the world, Daddy liked me a little too much. At 15, I spent time in a youth prison. I'll tell you why much later.
A few years later, I went to Thailand with my boyfriend. As you know, we caused a bit of havoc there which landed me in a Thai prison for several years. There, I learned to speak Thai. When I was finally released, I returned to Australia to find more trouble to get into. After a series of events you are all aware of, I fled Australia to England. Met a lovely man named Jason but I just wanted his money, which helped me get to America. I think you know the rest.
I was quite a mischievous child, always into trouble! As Bobby as told the world, Daddy liked me a little too much. At 15, I spent time in a youth prison. I'll tell you why much later.
A few years later, I went to Thailand with my boyfriend. As you know, we caused a bit of havoc there which landed me in a Thai prison for several years. There, I learned to speak Thai. When I was finally released, I returned to Australia to find more trouble to get into. After a series of events you are all aware of, I fled Australia to England. Met a lovely man named Jason but I just wanted his money, which helped me get to America. I think you know the rest.
For those of you who are wondering...
For those of you who are wondering how I survived that "fall" last year, the answer is simple, I didn't. Well, I didn't fall that is.
Ella went through the window. I just jumped out. You didn't expect me to put myself in serious peril, now did you?
Damn that water was cold!
Ella went through the window. I just jumped out. You didn't expect me to put myself in serious peril, now did you?
Damn that water was cold!
Do I like Bobby? Well...Yes!
Do I think Bobby is a bumbling fool? Well...yes I do...sometimes. I keep waiting for him to finally catch me and throw me to the lions but I don't think he wants to. He is a conflicted soul. I think part of that is my doing.
We have much in common, this Bobby and I. One word: Demons! Demons that control our every thought, our every move, our every breath.
I think that's why I sort of like Bobby. He recognizes my demons and I recognize his. And we brutally point them out to each other.
I enjoy this game that we play...I feed off of it, and I think Bobby does too. Bobby is the ultimate prize or me because, I cannot easily topple him. He cannot put me in prison but, he is relentless in his pursuit of me which greatly imprseses me.
I don't know what I am to him. Maybe just another closed case in his file cabinet? I'm not sure what motivates him. Sometimes I care, sometimes I don't. All I really know about Bobby is which buttons to push. I'm tired of pressing those buttons. I need to find some new ones.
I'm a bit disappointed Bobby has bought into me, that he has gotten, well, as the Americans say...soft. Yet, he still keeps on, trying to entrap me.
Note to you Bobby: Don't buy too much into the new curveballs I've thrown at you. I'd prefer you to throw some hard ones at me, like you used to.
I don't want your love Bobby. Neither of us are foolish enough to step into that rubbish! And I don't want to kill you either. You are too much fun to do so!
What do I ultimatley want from you?...I don't know yet.
What do you want from me?
To answer your question, I sleep well at night. Do you?
We have much in common, this Bobby and I. One word: Demons! Demons that control our every thought, our every move, our every breath.
I think that's why I sort of like Bobby. He recognizes my demons and I recognize his. And we brutally point them out to each other.
I enjoy this game that we play...I feed off of it, and I think Bobby does too. Bobby is the ultimate prize or me because, I cannot easily topple him. He cannot put me in prison but, he is relentless in his pursuit of me which greatly imprseses me.
I don't know what I am to him. Maybe just another closed case in his file cabinet? I'm not sure what motivates him. Sometimes I care, sometimes I don't. All I really know about Bobby is which buttons to push. I'm tired of pressing those buttons. I need to find some new ones.
I'm a bit disappointed Bobby has bought into me, that he has gotten, well, as the Americans say...soft. Yet, he still keeps on, trying to entrap me.
Note to you Bobby: Don't buy too much into the new curveballs I've thrown at you. I'd prefer you to throw some hard ones at me, like you used to.
I don't want your love Bobby. Neither of us are foolish enough to step into that rubbish! And I don't want to kill you either. You are too much fun to do so!
What do I ultimatley want from you?...I don't know yet.
What do you want from me?
To answer your question, I sleep well at night. Do you?
Why is it...
That I am so deliciously tempted to post on Bobby's Blog?
I'll have some scones and a glass of Sherry instead!
I'll have some scones and a glass of Sherry instead!
This blogging world is quite amusing to me
I've been reading the blogs of my friends, foes, and imposters!
It seems quite foolish for Bobby to have his own blog. Does he not realize I will read it and u se it to my advantage? As clever as he is, he still cannot figure me out. And that gives me *great* delight!
I suppose my detractors will think I am insane to have my own blog. Well, I am vain and arrogant enough to reveal some of my most inner thoughts and not to worry about being caught. My foes' fumblings feeds my ego!
Some of my detractors are correct: I do indeed have Bobby wrapped around my delicate little finger! Others are very wrong because they underestimate me! I find it offensive people do not give me credit for my wits and skills! I enjoy this game with Bobby not because he can't catch me due to his ineptness and weakness, I enjoy this game because I easily out maneuver and outsmart him!
He gave me quite a giggle when he realized I had escaped again a few weeks ago. Was he really foolish enough to think I would remain in New York to face a trial or "help" him with his case? Do you own job, Bobby! ;)
One thing still baffles me greatly: I am still trying to find out what possesed me to tell Bobby "Don't butter your parsnips!" The English do not really say that! Not even my fellow Australians say that! I can't help but laugh when I think of it. I don't have much of a sense of hummour, but I did that day!
I am planning our next meeting. And I will easily escape him again. That is one thing I am always certain of!
Poor Bobby. I do love to torture him! He makes it so easy!
It seems quite foolish for Bobby to have his own blog. Does he not realize I will read it and u se it to my advantage? As clever as he is, he still cannot figure me out. And that gives me *great* delight!
I suppose my detractors will think I am insane to have my own blog. Well, I am vain and arrogant enough to reveal some of my most inner thoughts and not to worry about being caught. My foes' fumblings feeds my ego!
Some of my detractors are correct: I do indeed have Bobby wrapped around my delicate little finger! Others are very wrong because they underestimate me! I find it offensive people do not give me credit for my wits and skills! I enjoy this game with Bobby not because he can't catch me due to his ineptness and weakness, I enjoy this game because I easily out maneuver and outsmart him!
He gave me quite a giggle when he realized I had escaped again a few weeks ago. Was he really foolish enough to think I would remain in New York to face a trial or "help" him with his case? Do you own job, Bobby! ;)
One thing still baffles me greatly: I am still trying to find out what possesed me to tell Bobby "Don't butter your parsnips!" The English do not really say that! Not even my fellow Australians say that! I can't help but laugh when I think of it. I don't have much of a sense of hummour, but I did that day!
I am planning our next meeting. And I will easily escape him again. That is one thing I am always certain of!
Poor Bobby. I do love to torture him! He makes it so easy!
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