Well actually Soggy technically speaking, there are all sorts of conditions for what you buy.  There are no end of legal conditions for cds. 

And there is also Australian English (spelling is sort of a combination of American and British English).

Where I grew up, in the summer it was certainly too hot for anything in PVC or leather, even late at night.  During the winter you could get away with it.  (The heat can get as hot as 48 degrees celcius during the day in the summer and -4 at night time in the winter)  But you'd kinda stand out wearing anything in pvc purely because the folks are all country folks.  The dress sense there is pretty conservative and fashionwise a year behind the rest of Australia.

Does she even know the difference between male and female?  If she doesn't I am really, really scared.

I've always thought that people in general have a whole 'there is people and then there are animals attitude' as if homo sapien is seperate from all other living things - an exception.    In my believe, we are animals, the same as birds, dogs, monkeys, guinea pigs, zebras etc.  Nothing more, nothing less.  We have our strengths and weaknesses.  We are smarter than many animals, but we can't see as well as some, can't hear as well as others, can't run as fast etc.  Certainly, animals seem less intelligent than us, and essentially have a different culture to us, but to me, we are all nothing more than animals.

People seem to have a compulsion to complain about anything.  When I was living in the city, people used to complain about the noise coming from the nightclubs and complain louder still about live bands.  That and any other issue about living in a city (ie. traffic).  The way I see it, its the city.  If you want to live there, put up with it.  Personally, I actually quite enjoyed living in the city.  I got to hear the Super Cars buzzing away, I saw the Olympic torch arrive in our city when the Sydney Olympics was on from my own window and a million other amazing things, and everything I ever wanted was just around the corner.  I never needed to drive a car or anything like that.

mmmmm fudge.  *drools*

I've got 3 birds.  2 budgies, and an hand reared albino cockatiel.  The budgies are called DJ and Twitter (Twit for short), the cockatiel is called Phoenix.  DJ is my oldest.  Hee's over 8 hears old and tends to keep to himself these days.  In his younger years different story though.  He used to roll one of those plastic cat balls over the house, hat a thing for a little toy ladder with a twirling mirror on it (would try to fornicate with it) still loves his booze, if I've got a glass of red he's there.

 Phoenix is quite often on my shoulder trying to get a pat.  Loves flying around the living room at top speed, often tries to land on doors but puts the landing gears on too late, so gets stuck behind them.  He also does a really off key rendition of the mexican hat dance. 

Twit's a new one.  My husband found the little guy wandering around on the ground at work and took him in.  He looked old and on his last legs: his claws were extremely long, his beak was overgrown, and he could barely open his eyes for face mites.  Took him home, and introduced him to the gang.  The others weren't too enthused.  Phe had to do the whole big bird thing - stand on top of the cage with his crest up and wings out.  DJ wandered in, had a look then wandered over to talk to a wall.  Twit on the other hand can't leave the other two birds alone.  A few months later, and his claws are now properly trimmed, and the face mites are all cleared up.  And by all appearances he is only a very young bird.  Quite timid, but we're sorting that bit out.

Had a wattle bird for a while there too (a very big honeyeater).  We found it went it was only a week old, it had fallen out of the nest and hit its heat.  Was a little brain damaged, but nothing it wouldn't recover from, if only partially.  Got a photo of it somewhere on this computer.  Motley little thing, but quite smart.  It liked to untangle nots and could undoe the most complicated in seconds.  It was hopeless at eating mealworms - would drop half of them on the cage floor.  But it was quite tame.  It used to jump out of its cage, find us, clamber up and try to lick inside an ear or up a nose.  Got a lot of giggles that.  He was funny with Phoenix, too, as he used to think the crest was a flower, and chase after it.  Phe would always look at him as if to say, 'what are you doing mate'

Thats a given

o_O.  Where did he get the dome roofs from? I have been mucking around with building houses and castles and stuff in hills and mountains, and would love to try a roof like that on one of them.

Sounds good

lol.  Fangs for noticing

The last time I wore pvc was the first time I met must future husband.  I was wearing skin tight PVC, he was dressed up as wonder woman.

Not everything.  The ants aren't.  Some of the snakes are.  Redbacks and funnel webs are our most dangerous spiders as they are in abundance over here and both can kill.  The rest of the spiders if they bit will make you a little sick, but you survive.  Cane toads are deadly, but they are an introduced species.  And we do have a mosquito that carries the Ross River Fever virus.  But apart from that our bities are just that - bities.

Scary is having a red back spider take up residence under your car seat and not realise until one day you feel something crawling across your leg while you are on a busy road, look down see what you first think is a black bug crawling across your leg, but then realise its redback, and a very pissed off one.  (That happened to me last year).  Also had two redbacks crawl out of my bag during a MYOB.  I don't like spiders, so yes, I screamed.  Used to have a resident redback under neath my bike seat while I was at high school too.

I prefer leather over PVC.  PVC tends to get a bit sweaty and chafe.  Leather is much more comfortable and breathable.