1. Bestie Lulu has been on tour forever. I miss her and want her to come home soon.
2. Friday is the birthday of Bestie Ems. Happy Birthday girl! How is the new house in Antwerp? Has my guest bedroom been painted in the citrus colours I requested?
3. Geoffrey Rush fans are a horrid lot. You'd think if you were such a big fan you would have booked a ticket to his show in advance and not turn up at the theatre on the day with 50 other people to queue for one of a handful of return tickets and then get abusive to the box office staff when you miss out.
4. It's amazing how subscribers' death-bed type illnesses magically disappear when you tell them the entire seasons of Exit the King and Keating! are sold out and they cannot exchange their tickets to another night.
5. It is clearly time for me to stop working in the customer service industry when my standard responses to the following questions are thus:
Customer: "So the only seats you have are right to the side/up the back/standing room only? Can't I get something in the centre?"
M_M: "Beggars can't be choosers."
Customer: "But I just want two tickets. Are you sure you only have one?"
M_M: "Firstly, 'just' is not two. And no, I'm not sure that there's only one - I 'just' thought I'd make that up to annoy you."
Customer: "But I promised my dad / mum / brother / lover / friend / whatever that I'd get tickets for this show and its sold out - what am I going to tell them?"
M_M: "How about 'I'm a disorganised, lying, useless dickhead' for starters?"
Customer: "This is a tragedy!"
M_M: "Yes. I'm sure that starving children in Africa or people who lost their homes in the tsunami would agree with you. Would you like to purchase a bit of perspective?"
If I don't get sacked for sheer insolence in the next couple of weeks it will be a miracle.
6. I'm not quite as addicted to facebook as I was. This is good.
7. I can't believe I waited until #7 for this... MY BELOVED BOYS ARE SECOND ON THE LADDER! Go you Hawkies. Should I book my flight down for the grand final now, or is that being a bit eager?
8. The new series of Doctor Who starts on Saturday. I'm very excited about it.
9. Has anyone else read the book "For Esme - With Love and Squalor" by JD Salinger? I found it when I was back in Adders and the mater set me the task of sorting out the pater's old books. It is quite an intriguing read and I wouldn't mind having a bit of a book discussion group with someone about it.
10. I think ten is a good number to stop on. I need to go and plan what I'm going to cook for the boy tomorrow night. Its the first time I'm cooking dinner for him and he's quite sceptical about my culinary habits given he's only seen me burn toast thus far. I need to impress.
xox
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
Boy
Still addicted to Facebook. Terribly, terribly, horribly addicted. Is there some kind of support group available? I think I might need help.
So in my last post I mentioned that I was going on a date. I did, it went well, we had a second date, a third date, a fourth date and last night he came and met me after my birthday play (opening night of the third return season of Keating!) and I guess you could call taking me out for breakfast this morning a fifth date??
Anyway. I like. He likes. Watch this space.
Planning a retro 80's post for Saturday... for now I'm heading to bed.
So in my last post I mentioned that I was going on a date. I did, it went well, we had a second date, a third date, a fourth date and last night he came and met me after my birthday play (opening night of the third return season of Keating!) and I guess you could call taking me out for breakfast this morning a fifth date??
Anyway. I like. He likes. Watch this space.
Planning a retro 80's post for Saturday... for now I'm heading to bed.
Friday, June 08, 2007
The New Black
Facebook is the new black.
I'm addicted to it. Its taking over my computer time. Time away from THIS BLOG. Pfffft. Shocking, isn't it. I've discovered old friends, workmates, even the odd ex-boyfriend or two. I seriously need to work out my priorities. I also have a MySpace, which is also being neglected in favour of Facebook.
I think some streamlining and prioritising is in order. Daily blogs are no longer really viable for me, so I think this blog is going to become a weekly thing. At least that's the goal. I need to have some semi-anonymous outlet for my ramblings. And I think I might have to ditch MySpace altogether. There's too many wierdo Christian-Bondage-MissyHigginslistening types trying to add me as a friend for my liking.
So!
The trip to Melbourne and Adelaide was nice. Even if I didn't get to see my boys open a can of whoopass over St Kilda at the G. Or my plans for oodles of shopping were nixed by the fact that 3 1/2 months after doing some voiceover work I STILL haven't been paid. Grrrr.
The Mater was pleased, yet flustered by my surprise visit... she had a busy week planned for herself which involved buying a new car. Apparently car purchasing takes months. Took me two hours last time I bought a car... the fact that it ended up at the wreckers less than two years later probably means my approach is not the best one.
Anyway, my sis and I had a lovely time shopping and drinking champagne and eating cheese. And my eldest niece (16 going on 35) allowed me the fun of doing her history homework (an essay on Martin Luther King). She preferred to concentrate on her physics homework and got cranky with me when I couldn't answer some question about quantative somethingorothers.
Clearly we are not genetically related. I couldn't even do the 12 year old niece's math homework, let alone touch a physics paper. But that Martin Luther King paper was fun. She got a decent grade on it too. I think I'd like to go back to uni and study history and literature. I wonder if there's a career to be made in writing essay papers for 16 year olds who have no interest in history or literature?
So, um, what else?
I apparently have a date tonight. A date. You know, with a boy. I say apparently because he has yet to confirm what time and where... and since its now 6pm, I may be stood up yet. I don't have high hopes for my place in the dating world really... I don't think I'm very good at it. Still, you never know. He might be alright. Can't be any worse than the last bloke I went out with.
Anyhow. I have to go and help my flatmate find a new outfit to wear to the Sydney Film Festival opening. Considering its about 13 degrees outside, with teeming rain and gale force winds, I don't think the little black frock we selected yesterday is really going to cut it.
Oh and I missed Amazing Race last night because I was at opening night of an awesome play at work (its called Tender. Go see it... its brilliant), so Bevis hurry up with your recap will you? I hope Charla and Mirna are still in it. They crack me up.
Love to all!
x
I'm addicted to it. Its taking over my computer time. Time away from THIS BLOG. Pfffft. Shocking, isn't it. I've discovered old friends, workmates, even the odd ex-boyfriend or two. I seriously need to work out my priorities. I also have a MySpace, which is also being neglected in favour of Facebook.
I think some streamlining and prioritising is in order. Daily blogs are no longer really viable for me, so I think this blog is going to become a weekly thing. At least that's the goal. I need to have some semi-anonymous outlet for my ramblings. And I think I might have to ditch MySpace altogether. There's too many wierdo Christian-Bondage-MissyHigginslistening types trying to add me as a friend for my liking.
So!
The trip to Melbourne and Adelaide was nice. Even if I didn't get to see my boys open a can of whoopass over St Kilda at the G. Or my plans for oodles of shopping were nixed by the fact that 3 1/2 months after doing some voiceover work I STILL haven't been paid. Grrrr.
The Mater was pleased, yet flustered by my surprise visit... she had a busy week planned for herself which involved buying a new car. Apparently car purchasing takes months. Took me two hours last time I bought a car... the fact that it ended up at the wreckers less than two years later probably means my approach is not the best one.
Anyway, my sis and I had a lovely time shopping and drinking champagne and eating cheese. And my eldest niece (16 going on 35) allowed me the fun of doing her history homework (an essay on Martin Luther King). She preferred to concentrate on her physics homework and got cranky with me when I couldn't answer some question about quantative somethingorothers.
Clearly we are not genetically related. I couldn't even do the 12 year old niece's math homework, let alone touch a physics paper. But that Martin Luther King paper was fun. She got a decent grade on it too. I think I'd like to go back to uni and study history and literature. I wonder if there's a career to be made in writing essay papers for 16 year olds who have no interest in history or literature?
So, um, what else?
I apparently have a date tonight. A date. You know, with a boy. I say apparently because he has yet to confirm what time and where... and since its now 6pm, I may be stood up yet. I don't have high hopes for my place in the dating world really... I don't think I'm very good at it. Still, you never know. He might be alright. Can't be any worse than the last bloke I went out with.
Anyhow. I have to go and help my flatmate find a new outfit to wear to the Sydney Film Festival opening. Considering its about 13 degrees outside, with teeming rain and gale force winds, I don't think the little black frock we selected yesterday is really going to cut it.
Oh and I missed Amazing Race last night because I was at opening night of an awesome play at work (its called Tender. Go see it... its brilliant), so Bevis hurry up with your recap will you? I hope Charla and Mirna are still in it. They crack me up.
Love to all!
x
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