Paulos the Greek

My Mother is ageist!

She refuses to buy me video games for either Christmas or my birthday but is happy to buy them for my eight year old nephew.

Yes Mum, that’s right!  I have just told the whole internet.

this game is awesome.

(via inthefade)

Not out here till Friday  :o(

I’ll just have to make do with Peggle Nights till then.

Shoot me if I ever start dropping my R's

erinmargrethe:

You guys posting about languages made me think of something. For the last couple of weeks, I’ve had a shit-ton of people commenting on my accent. Not in the usual, “Canadian or American?” way, but numerous people asking me how long I’ve lived in Australia and then saying, “3 years? And you still have such a strong American accent!” Um, yeah. I moved here when I was 31. Not 13. I don’t think my SoCal drawl is going to be replaced by an Aussie twang anytime soon - although everyone back home seems to think I have an Aussie accent now.

The worst is ordering a Coke. Apparently I say “Coke” differently. To everyone. Everyone (Yanks and Aussies) asks me to repeat myself when I ask for a Coke. It’s a fucking Coke! I even pointed at the damn can!

I have picked up a few Aussie-isms, though. I’ve noticed that I say “no worries” a lot instead of “please” and “thank you”, but only on the phone:

Client: I’m just calling to confirm my appointment for tomorrow.

Me: Pedicure tomorrow at 4pm, right?

Client: That’s right, see you then, thanks!

Me: No worries, see you tomorrow!

I’ve also picked up the Australian habit of saying, “Yeah, no.”

Boyfriend: So, are we going to make an appearance at *****’s lame party tomorrow?

Me: Yeah, no. I’d rather stay home and do laundry.

Every now and then a single word pops out of my mouth sounding distinctly Aussie, and it’s always a strange occurrence. I can’t do it on demand and when it does happen, it’s sort of like when a dog startles itself farting. Like, that just came out of me?!

I guess what I’m saying is there’s a reason I never do audio posts on here.

I grew up in New Zealand and moved back to the UK in ‘91.  My accent is a lot mellower now but my vowel sounds still give me away.  I get a lot of Brits asking me where I’m from.  If they guess they often say Australia.  I’ve even had South Africa and Canada.  Stangely (to me) when I was in the US for four months last year I would often get asked if I was from New Zealand.

I’ve only been back to NZ once since I left and I remember being aware of my accent becoming more pronounced and speaking much faster than when I was in the UK.

An English woman told me about listening to the radio when she first arrived in NZ.  She said she coudn’t believe how liberal the place was.  There was an advert on for getting an unroofed porch built on the back of your house.  The ad finished with the line “So come on ladies, how about lounging around on one of our great big dicks?”

And yes, I do eat fush and chups.