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Just another day...
Life eh? Seems I'm floating somewhere in the ether: not quite right but not quite broken either. Slowly establishing a welcome routine, but still disorganised and unstable enough to be thrown off track. Still being a total arse about my job too - I simply can't bring myself to muster any enthusiasm for the project anymore.
Skipped off from going to the pool yesterday (first time I've missed a Plan session so far) to go pick up the new computer. After far too many hassles it was finally ready. Unfortunately, it doesn't like the OS disc I have, though will install the OS trial version from another disc. Fun and games await, so in the mean time I'm still in between computers and spending far too much time on the net at work. I also need a new keyboard. Never mind. We went out to dinner last night, just because, and had a lovely time: fantastic gnocchi from Castelli's then a shared creme brulee from Freestyle. I love inner city living, I honestly do.
Sitting at my desk eating blueberries and drinking peppermint tea - making up a little for having coffee and Dutch spiced cookies for breakfast. A bad habit I relapse in to occasionally, but damn spice cookies are good! Home is a disaster zone in need of a clean up, especially the fish tanks, but this weekend is not likely: this Sunday Alex and I are working as RaveSafe volunteers at the Gold Coast Big Day Out. 8am to midnight, keeping an eye on our peers at a large music festival. It's a little daunting, but we're both really looking forward to it - we've been wanting to give back to the scene for a while now. As a result I suspect Monday will be a write-off. Coupled with a public holiday on Wednesday, the week is pitifully short. Tentatively laid plans for our national holiday (a trip up-river fishing, followed by a barbeque) cancelled in the face of my parent's will: now we'll be staying at home while my parents come over for lunch. Why they insist on creating so much fuss over occasions is beyond me - I really do wish that they'd just let me be. They care far more about my impending aging event than I do and also get very upset when my enthusiam for their birthdays doesn't meet their own.
The Wednesday lunch date also comes with the unpleasant requirement that I clean my oven. If anyone has any tips for purging an oven of burnt, melted plastic I'll be extremely grateful.
Thursday sees my tick over yet another petty milestone as I turn 26 and depart for Toowoomba and another workshop on the Project of Doom, which really does indicate that I need to actually do some work. Back on Friday evening in time for more festivities as Alex's birthday falls over the weekend and a delicate balance of family, friends and time out must be struck. In the mean time, I'm still procrastinating over writing that paper for uni - Catching up with Hsuan is always the most pleasant alternative. At some point I also need to update my resume and web site to start looking for a new job. I'm also considering getting work-place councelling to help me deal with my frustrations over the arbitrary nature of policy decisions. Somehow there just don't seem to be enough hours and I never get enough sleep.
Life eh? Seems I'm floating somewhere in the ether: not quite right but not quite broken either. Slowly establishing a welcome routine, but still disorganised and unstable enough to be thrown off track. Still being a total arse about my job too - I simply can't bring myself to muster any enthusiasm for the project anymore.
Skipped off from going to the pool yesterday (first time I've missed a Plan session so far) to go pick up the new computer. After far too many hassles it was finally ready. Unfortunately, it doesn't like the OS disc I have, though will install the OS trial version from another disc. Fun and games await, so in the mean time I'm still in between computers and spending far too much time on the net at work. I also need a new keyboard. Never mind. We went out to dinner last night, just because, and had a lovely time: fantastic gnocchi from Castelli's then a shared creme brulee from Freestyle. I love inner city living, I honestly do.
Sitting at my desk eating blueberries and drinking peppermint tea - making up a little for having coffee and Dutch spiced cookies for breakfast. A bad habit I relapse in to occasionally, but damn spice cookies are good! Home is a disaster zone in need of a clean up, especially the fish tanks, but this weekend is not likely: this Sunday Alex and I are working as RaveSafe volunteers at the Gold Coast Big Day Out. 8am to midnight, keeping an eye on our peers at a large music festival. It's a little daunting, but we're both really looking forward to it - we've been wanting to give back to the scene for a while now. As a result I suspect Monday will be a write-off. Coupled with a public holiday on Wednesday, the week is pitifully short. Tentatively laid plans for our national holiday (a trip up-river fishing, followed by a barbeque) cancelled in the face of my parent's will: now we'll be staying at home while my parents come over for lunch. Why they insist on creating so much fuss over occasions is beyond me - I really do wish that they'd just let me be. They care far more about my impending aging event than I do and also get very upset when my enthusiam for their birthdays doesn't meet their own.
The Wednesday lunch date also comes with the unpleasant requirement that I clean my oven. If anyone has any tips for purging an oven of burnt, melted plastic I'll be extremely grateful.
Thursday sees my tick over yet another petty milestone as I turn 26 and depart for Toowoomba and another workshop on the Project of Doom, which really does indicate that I need to actually do some work. Back on Friday evening in time for more festivities as Alex's birthday falls over the weekend and a delicate balance of family, friends and time out must be struck. In the mean time, I'm still procrastinating over writing that paper for uni - Catching up with Hsuan is always the most pleasant alternative. At some point I also need to update my resume and web site to start looking for a new job. I'm also considering getting work-place councelling to help me deal with my frustrations over the arbitrary nature of policy decisions. Somehow there just don't seem to be enough hours and I never get enough sleep.