Well, I am glad that you asked ... :)
Got my ATO job (in the middle row - CS&S, but at Chermside), and oddly enough, I seem to be about the only one that cares! Well, apart from Leepeesa ... Initially added to Order of Merit (at #185), then a formal offer came through. Sky is rather distraught about the whole affair, having been placed 200th on the list. But what really, really strikes me as odd is that people like Chris went straight through to the initial offering ... Proving that I had better pick up my interrelationship skills, and that fluff is greater than knowledge, etc.
Had not received any confirmation from Drakos re. lease, so moved in with JimE out at Brighton, and yes it is a long way to Garden City! A rather nice little 2BR, polished wood floors, gas stove, and high kitchen bench! Oh, and a rather decent long yard in which to put vegie garden, etc. So we shall see, for at the moment he is driving me insane with his 'Going to change, do the right thing' but then expecting it all to miraculously occur! Very strong on the 'Don't ask me for anything' ...
Guess the lesson there is to just accept solo position, let him ask for stuff, and lead a better life accordingly? Get with it, or get lost?
Went to Surfers Paradise with him, stayed at Crown Towers, and what a week that was!
- Rained heavily on 1st day (to point where I got so drenched that I lost him on final leg to rooms! Although, this was not helped by him not sharing the info that we needed to turn left at lights, instead of going straight on), and then intermittently for rest of week. Got up some mornings to find that glasses, ashtray, etc. (which he had just left lying there overnight) were filled with rainwater!
- Discovered that if I did not do the washing, cleaning, cooking, shopping, etc. nobody did! So I just stopped. Actually, I think he did wash up once
- Had a few people visit - Trent, Inger, Robbo + son - but the latter did nothing, except leave mess, whilst the other two more than cleaned after themselves.
- Speaking of which, am not quite sure how I managed, but ended up nude in bed with Inger :o She had come over whilst Trent was visiting, and I thought to have a languid afternoon, sipping Barcardi + lime, maybe going for a swim later? Ended up in pool, floating around with her, JimE went back to room. Got cold, felt like going out, so went back to room to find JimE crashed out, having a nanna nap! So went into bedroom to talk, next thing in bed naked, then heard JimE get up, so that all ended ... But how does she do this to me??? Gives meaning to the whole FWB cycle? Anyway, they went to Good Vibrations on Saturday, and had a terrible time, apparently?
- Got horribly burnt!!! Got up one morning, decided to go for a walk along beach. Decided to put podcast on, just walk until it finished, pull off, having something to eat, then go back to beach, and put another podcast on for the walk back ... Now, each podcast is ~1hr, so that was a hour out, pottered around for maybe another 30mins, then a hour back, and I had not left that early, so by the time I was close to home, the sun was rather high in the sky ... Must say, at times the beach was a veritable pedestrian version of peak hour congestion, with so many other people walking at that time :o
- Also took the bike out for a bit of a spin on Saturday - being either too wet or too sunburnt on previous days to undertake anything substantial. Got down to Tugan, thinking to ride down and do loop around Coolangatta, Raindow Beach, before heading back. But, as I came down hill towards service station, heard strange clunking noises, so pull off to check tyres, as I was concerned that I had embedded glass ... Turned out to be chewing gum, which was picking up and holding just bits of road roc, etc. before flicking off ... Anyway, that was enough for me, so turned around and came back ... Must say, there were complete moments of harmony, 'zing', or buzz, where the noise of riding drowned out all else, worries, thoughts, concerns ... :)
- Kept telling myself that I would go out and do more things, but I guess I am kind of happy to have done all that I did? Had steak + beers at Clock Hotel; did lots of beach sitting + swimming; saw the full moon come through, in all its glory, and even got some photos to prove it; swam quite a bit (although, think I may have got warned a few times by lifeguards for going too far out); watched a show on Max of the 100 greatest guitar songs, and I actually knew some of them!
Have downloaded some stuff onto Silver Rocket, including Aristotle's 'Nicomachean ethics', but unable to find 'Sund und zeit' or Derrida! Well, not for free, anyway :) Also came across a few papers worth reading, so downloaded them for later perusal?
Have a letter to Gregor that is just not getting finished ... leading me to worry about my powers of concentration? Having set myself the goal of writing to him, I took the letter along to the last 'Music geekz' gig put on by 4zzz at Rumpus Room, 1st Sunday of the month? So, nearly a month ago now ... For whatever reason, it is of some bizarre recognition that I can happily type out these words, respond to emails, even provide substantial notes in my communications with clients, as I update their Taxation records, but cannot sustain a level of written communication when writing to somebody ... Especially somebody on the other side of the world, too! Bit like playing NWN - could be doing that as I rock from side to side, travelling in and out by day/night, instead of typing this missive? lol
Should I mention what I got up to for my birthday? Or that Trent + Skyy have broken up? Or that I am about to go off to see a financial planner in the morning? That I still have not found any reasonable or comfortable setup for foodstuffs?
Always seems to be something going on!!!
