So it turns out that jogging does little to relieve intense frustration.
Sometimes, I dislike what people are. I don't understand why we can't just accept people for who they are and move on.
Hmm.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
...in a haze, in a stormy haze...
Yesterday, I had a brilliant moment of clarity. I was laying on the beach, the sun was shining without a single cloud in the sky, my belly was all full-up with hot chips + tomato sauce, I was laying next to my gorgeous boyfriend... and things just seemed to spill over with awesome. You know those moments where everything just seems completely brilliant and there isn't a single bad thing at the forefront of your mind?
On the down side, I have bright, bright red stripes on my lower back and neck. Apparently, applying sunscreen to someones back is a difficult task? Especially when they have 'neck rolls'? But I can't really complain, Mark ended up burnt too to I suck just as much at the application process. It's gonna be an interesting week or so, filled with flaking skin and hisses of pain.
The last of the free movie tickets was used up last night. It turns out that Benjamin Buttons wasn't what I'd built it up to be in my head. It could be that I hadn't gotten home until 3ish the night before and had gotten up at 730 -- I was repeatedly doing that thing where you drift off and your head drops, jolting you back into awake-ness -- or it could be that the movie was pretty damn boring and had very little storyline outside of the romance. Either way, I was disappointed. Plus, it was like 3 hours long. I need to have some serious commitment to a movie in order to stay that long.
Today I have to make annoying phone calls, switching names on contracts and addresses for the move. I probably won't though. I need a trip to the chemists to buy some sort of soothing/moisturising ointment and drop a couple of bags of clothes at a clothing bin. Other equally exciting things. Fuck, I miss uni.
On the down side, I have bright, bright red stripes on my lower back and neck. Apparently, applying sunscreen to someones back is a difficult task? Especially when they have 'neck rolls'? But I can't really complain, Mark ended up burnt too to I suck just as much at the application process. It's gonna be an interesting week or so, filled with flaking skin and hisses of pain.
The last of the free movie tickets was used up last night. It turns out that Benjamin Buttons wasn't what I'd built it up to be in my head. It could be that I hadn't gotten home until 3ish the night before and had gotten up at 730 -- I was repeatedly doing that thing where you drift off and your head drops, jolting you back into awake-ness -- or it could be that the movie was pretty damn boring and had very little storyline outside of the romance. Either way, I was disappointed. Plus, it was like 3 hours long. I need to have some serious commitment to a movie in order to stay that long.
Today I have to make annoying phone calls, switching names on contracts and addresses for the move. I probably won't though. I need a trip to the chemists to buy some sort of soothing/moisturising ointment and drop a couple of bags of clothes at a clothing bin. Other equally exciting things. Fuck, I miss uni.
Friday, January 9, 2009
House-y things.
The guy nextdoor has expressed an interest in taking my room. Which would save me having to pawn off James' things to pay for breaking the lease. Not that the thought of doing so bothers me, but if I don't have to sell them, then I get to continue owning a PS2! He lives with his grandparents. I guess this way he gets some independence but not too much; he can still scuttle off next door for food and nanna-cuddles. Let's hope he decides to go for it.
In other news, I used my expensive new cutlery for the first time last night. It was very satisfying. I felt fancier just eating my sorbet (well, not my sorbet...) and holding my pinkie out (I didn't really do that...)
My room is almost sorted. For the first time in... well pretty much ever, I have only one load of washing left to do! I'm all caught up! I'm just about ready to move my shit over to the Connors Estate. He's gonna love me invading his beachy house with all my nerdy paraphernalia, I can tell already. A Tardis on the kitchen bench, sci-fi DVDs scattered around the lounge room, Batman Lego in the shower (...just cos it needs somewhere to go?). I'm not sure he knows what he's gotten himself into here.
Wholey shit, I just realised it's Friday! This means that tonight I'm going to go see Lisa Mitchell (who you may remember as my future wife that my lame friends prevented me from seeing months ago) and Whitley who apparently "exudes charm and wit". I've only heard a bit of his stuff -- mostly cos his album is all the way down in the car and I'm far too lazy/forgetful to retrieve it whenever I think to listen to it.
I have to find something to wear that will make Lisa fall head over heels for me and start singing directly to me...
In other news, I used my expensive new cutlery for the first time last night. It was very satisfying. I felt fancier just eating my sorbet (well, not my sorbet...) and holding my pinkie out (I didn't really do that...)
My room is almost sorted. For the first time in... well pretty much ever, I have only one load of washing left to do! I'm all caught up! I'm just about ready to move my shit over to the Connors Estate. He's gonna love me invading his beachy house with all my nerdy paraphernalia, I can tell already. A Tardis on the kitchen bench, sci-fi DVDs scattered around the lounge room, Batman Lego in the shower (...just cos it needs somewhere to go?). I'm not sure he knows what he's gotten himself into here.
Wholey shit, I just realised it's Friday! This means that tonight I'm going to go see Lisa Mitchell (who you may remember as my future wife that my lame friends prevented me from seeing months ago) and Whitley who apparently "exudes charm and wit". I've only heard a bit of his stuff -- mostly cos his album is all the way down in the car and I'm far too lazy/forgetful to retrieve it whenever I think to listen to it.
I have to find something to wear that will make Lisa fall head over heels for me and start singing directly to me...
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Busy busy.
2009. Jesu. Where the fuck did '08 go, honestly?
I was gonna do a recap of '08 and talk about some of the memorable things from it, but it can be summed up like this:
Highlights of 2008:
Parkhill
Music festivals
Hanging with Mike
Getting back to Uni
Buffy Season 8
Markus. Definitely Markus.
Lowlights:
James
In more exciting news, I've just gotten back from Sydney after a week there. Brilliant holiday. I've only ever seen the crazy, business side of Sydney, with its masses of people and blaring horns and Opera Houses. This holiday was so much more relaxed.
Let's see, what did I do?
I went to Manly beach. Packed, man, it was crazy-busy. But you kinda forget about all of the people when you're with fantastic company, eating peanuts (hmm) and chilli Shapes. There was a ferry and there was sunbaking and fountains and then -- here comes the best part -- a big-arse ice cream. Oh! And a girl playing chess on the streets for moneys. Let's not forget that I actually went in the water. Yes, it was for about five minutes total but hey! I've always hated the beach but I'm finally seeing the good side of it!
I finally got back to the zoo, too. It's been a few years and it's looking pretty different but again, the awesome company made the day. I flashed the Harbour, banged my knee on a ferry, ate nachos, saw a baby pig clean the water it was currently peeing in and watched some meerkats!
It was all pretty mundane stuff from anyone else's perspective, I suppose... but man, it was the best holiday I've had in a really, really long time. I got to spend time with/meet some brilliant people (Kate, Pete, Percy, Anna/Sam). And I ate a truckload of frozen beverages. Oh and I ate African! When I say ate, i mean everyone else pigged out while I looked terrified and ate only cous cous. Yes, my horizons are ever-expanding lately but I guess they have certain limits.
And of course, Mark was there. Man, what can I say about him? He's incredibly awesome to hang around with. He's quickly becoming one of my best mates. Which is good, I suppose, if we're going to be living together within the month. Hmm. More on Mr Connors elsewhere, methinks.
Fuck this temperature off. I should be at the beach. Why do my friends all have jobs and/or dislike the beach? I should be there right now, enjoying the freezing cold water and blinding tourists with my pasty body!
I should be cleaning. It's my goal to have my room ready by the end of the week.
Yeah, right.
I was gonna do a recap of '08 and talk about some of the memorable things from it, but it can be summed up like this:
Highlights of 2008:
Parkhill
Music festivals
Hanging with Mike
Getting back to Uni
Buffy Season 8
Markus. Definitely Markus.
Lowlights:
James
In more exciting news, I've just gotten back from Sydney after a week there. Brilliant holiday. I've only ever seen the crazy, business side of Sydney, with its masses of people and blaring horns and Opera Houses. This holiday was so much more relaxed.
Let's see, what did I do?
I went to Manly beach. Packed, man, it was crazy-busy. But you kinda forget about all of the people when you're with fantastic company, eating peanuts (hmm) and chilli Shapes. There was a ferry and there was sunbaking and fountains and then -- here comes the best part -- a big-arse ice cream. Oh! And a girl playing chess on the streets for moneys. Let's not forget that I actually went in the water. Yes, it was for about five minutes total but hey! I've always hated the beach but I'm finally seeing the good side of it!
I finally got back to the zoo, too. It's been a few years and it's looking pretty different but again, the awesome company made the day. I flashed the Harbour, banged my knee on a ferry, ate nachos, saw a baby pig clean the water it was currently peeing in and watched some meerkats!
It was all pretty mundane stuff from anyone else's perspective, I suppose... but man, it was the best holiday I've had in a really, really long time. I got to spend time with/meet some brilliant people (Kate, Pete, Percy, Anna/Sam). And I ate a truckload of frozen beverages. Oh and I ate African! When I say ate, i mean everyone else pigged out while I looked terrified and ate only cous cous. Yes, my horizons are ever-expanding lately but I guess they have certain limits.
And of course, Mark was there. Man, what can I say about him? He's incredibly awesome to hang around with. He's quickly becoming one of my best mates. Which is good, I suppose, if we're going to be living together within the month. Hmm. More on Mr Connors elsewhere, methinks.
Fuck this temperature off. I should be at the beach. Why do my friends all have jobs and/or dislike the beach? I should be there right now, enjoying the freezing cold water and blinding tourists with my pasty body!
I should be cleaning. It's my goal to have my room ready by the end of the week.
Yeah, right.
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