Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Don't You Remember You Told Me You Loved Me Baby

Well, I am all moved and settled in a Bestie P's for a few weeks of luxury (foxtel, broadband, central heating, a 4WD and a piano... what more could a girl ask for?) so I'm loving life.


The poetry shows are going brilliantly, although I still have to pinch myself sometimes - I can't believe I get paid 4x an hour more than my old job just to go and share the joys of poetry with a bunch of school kids. It seems insane. I'm not complaining though - I can now say with all certainty that I LOVE my job. I haven't been able to say that for years and years and years... except on the odd occasions when I was performing in shows and let's face it, most of them were co-oops, which hardly count as regular, paid employment!


I signed all the paperwork last week to finally dismiss with Casa Erko once and for all. I'm so relieved that its all over... I didn't realise how much my depressed, negative flatmate was getting me down until I didn't have to deal with her anymore. I'm hoping that I won't have to ever do the flatshare thing again... when I come back from o/s I'm hoping I'll be able to afford to live on my own (even if its a teeny tiny studio, I don't care!). That's of course if I decide to stay in Sydney. I am thinking that it might be time for a change of cities. I've been here in Sydney for ten years now and my feet are itchier than a pox patient perched in a patch of poison ivy.


Try saying that three times quickly.


So I'm here at job #2 (which I can't say I love but it beats working at the Toxic Workplace of Doom) waiting for the general public to arrive. They're no better here than they were at TWOD but at least my shift is shorter and I earn a higher hourly rate (especially on Sundays!). And there's internet access and nice co-workers and more than one piece of eye candy to keep me amused. One in particular who brings joy to an otherwise very dull shift. We like him. A lot.


Tomorrow I have four shows at a school out in woop-woop (Orchard Hills - hands up if you've heard of it. No, me neither). The first show is at 8.30am, which means leaving home at around 7am to get there for 8am. 7am! Yoiks. I normally don't get up until at least 7.30am. The second show is at 9.30am and then the third show is not until 1.30pm, so we will have over 2 hours to kill in woop woop. I don't think there's even a shopping mall. And to add insult to injury the final show is at 2.30, which means it won't finish until 3.30pm, which means we'll get stuck in rush hour coming back. Ahhhhhhhh. I will certainly be earning my moula tomorrow. Oh well. I still love my job.


Then on Thursday we have just one show at my favourite school - a Catholic school in the Eastern Suburbs. The reason its my favourite school is because they have the most awesome teacher who shares a surname with the artists responsible for today's blog title. He's seriously cool. He looks like an ex-military colonel (tall, very fit, with a shaved head) and could probably kill you with one hand. But that's not why he's my favourite. He is the most funny, sarcastic, witty and cutting teacher you could ever hope to have in charge of a bunch of naughty school boys. He's totally hard core (clips kids over the ear if they misbehave) and at first we were a bit scared of him. Then in the last show we did he was the only person to answer the question "Through The Looking Glass is the sequel to which book by Lewis Carroll?"* and our respect for him soared. I can't wait to see him again.


Friday is our last show for about 3 weeks (school holidays - yay!) so I will have a bit of time to organise my holiday and work out where I'm going when. I also might have a little bit more time for blogging! I'm dying to write a post on the new series of Doctor Who which I have been watching (yay for friends who download as soon as the show is aired in the UK!)... its brilliant.


Happy Tuesday!


xox






* Alice in Wonderland. I hope you all answered that question correctly. We've had some astonishing answers from some very ignorant school kids. I do wonder sometimes what their parents read to them as kids.


3 comments:

kathie said...

Heya! Just came by to see what you're up to. Heaps, by the looks. It sounds like things are going really well. Have fun in the UK. I'm green with envy.

Melba said...

did you think you could sneak this little item in and me not notice:

"That's of course if I decide to stay in Sydney. I am thinking that it might be time for a change of cities."

COME TO MELBOURNNNNNNE!

Magical_M said...

Its certainly an option melbs... I'm down there in November for a cousin's wedding so will be sussing it out then.

And hello Kathie!!


xo