Well bugger me, it's been 6 months to the day since my last blog. Yeah I know, difficult 2nd posting and all of that. I'm not sure if i can top the artistic/comic genuis of my last whinge about my job.
Cliff notes;
1) playing netball for work team, go team. May make the finals if i can figure out the rules. We actually keep winning games. I do look hot to trot in a white polo shirt and blue shorts. Skinny white legs poking out and a hardcore smokers cough after 3 running steps. I'm not quite sure where i'm allowed to go on the court. I count on the referee to point such things out. I get blisters every game as I only have a pair of one stars to play in. Not sure they are too keen on RM's on court. May have to try tomorrow night.
2) Miss Ivy not well tonight. I even offered to cook, which was politely declined. Forced to drink imported beer, left over from christmas pressies from clients, and watch futureama. For the best i think, don't want the little missus getting even more ill.
3) Got out for a sail a couple weeks ago, wind shit, my ablilty shit but i could sit on the beach and drink beer and smoke. Maybe less beer and more sailing next time.
4) Had to go to laundromat on Sunday to do the drying. I love the laundromat. So restful watching all your washing going in circles. That danger that you may have left a lighter in your jeans pocket. Walking around the "court". Why are a completely non related bunch of shops called a court. As if King Lear had a Domino's, a lighting shop, bike shop, and pet food shop over there in the south-western end of his castle.
5) Feeling bad about feeling bad. So i never answer my phone. Ok point taken. Miss Ivy pointed out that I have no friends cause i'm not friendly. Harsh but fair, harsh but fair. Next time i will answer or find my phone. I have a habit of leaving it in stupid places, work or some such.
6) Yes January the 11th was special and i'm a bastard.
7) Got a new geetar. Fender 72 Custom Deluxe, 2 humbuckers, big headstock. As used by my man keef and not that dude from eskimo joe.
8) Went to the falls for new years. More urine that you have every seen before. Seriously kids. Wolfmother boring ( good hair thought Seagreen), youth group music to snooze too. Actually did sleep through Eskimo Joe, was tired from long drive. Heard a cool band but didn't watch them, I was sitting by our van (more later on that one) and having a beer and couldn't be fucked walking up the hill, past the urine waterfall. Called the Bamboos, a little james brown, little cat empire. Fuck knows what they look like, as i said, walking/beer tussle.
9) The van. We were the coolest kids on the hill in our Kombi beach. Lime green and chracoal, decked out with bed and airconditioning. No urine in van at any time. Everyone kept talking to us about it. I talk about cars for 60 hrs a week so i was a bit over it but Miss Ivy was proud as punch.
10) Going through the recruitment crap again at work. I think i took the vanity part a bit far last time. The guy I picked is too dumb, too ugly, too non funny, to cut it at our office. We advertised his job on saturday, he didn't come in on monday. Funny that. Now I am going through that whole cycle again. Someone at work said that i was the alpha male of the dept. Not really sure how to take that one. Really nice thing to say, until i think too hard about it. Is that a good thing? Or does that mean I am the biggest and hairiest?
11) Ok, i really need to fess up to this and I think you will all support me. I am actually getting into the OC. That Taylor is so cute, Ryan is all troubles and like a James Dean Lite. There, I've said it. To counter that, I'm with Merririsa. West Wing is still on top. That Donna is so cute and there is something about CJ. I wish my office was like that. The dialogue and wit is great. Much better than the grunting and crying in my office, and that's just me.
12) You Am I. My latest obsession again. Just like before. Convicts fucking rocks. Timmy is back in shape. Was worth the 9 hour drive to the falls just to see them. And they are coming for the BDO and the car race. YAY!!!
13) I went to the optometrist last week. Got the "so now you're nearly 30" talk from Dr Naidoo, sadly not Indira. According to the good doc i will be blind by 31 or something. Maybe not that bad but apparently it's all downhill from here. Then i got cc'd on an email describing me as the "senior (insert whatever my job title this week is". Senior, i'm twenty fucking nine. Is that senior now? Bought 2 pairs of glasses, i find it gives me more options. I can see better, and look better. Or so i think!
I think i've taken up enough of your time. Lets all meet up in the year 2000, and seven. I do solemly swear to think about doing this more often.
god bless the fucking lot of us.
