slackness has been elevated to a new level. my last post was may 1st. it's now july something...don't actually know the date but it is july.
so much yet so little is happening in my little life that as usual, i don't really know where to begin. i still live to work, but at the moment it's wearing thin. my feelings on certain people at our head office and their opinions on things that don't concern them are getting on my nerves, so it's making work a bit of a drag at the moment. most of my spare time i now spend day dreaming of other things rather than spending my time constructively working towards actually doing these other things. as a consequence, i'm still living at hornsby, i'm no closer to studying, and i have no money because i keep spending it on cds and clothes [my cd collection is a wonder to behold tho...much proud].
today is the first day of the rest of my life really. an email from my friend jon in the uk has inspired me to get my arse off the couch and actually do something about my situation. he's off to work in ibiza after finding suburban london life a bit of a drag and if he can do it...so can i dammit! i'm at the net cafe to check out uni courses [i've been sitting here for about half an hour tho deleting old email and trying to get into icq with the wrong password], i'm still too lazy to actually sort out an internet connection for myself so irwin is sitting under my bed gathering dust [irwin is my rather gorgeous mac laptop] instead of allowing me to do all this from the comfort of my own home.
speaking of my own home hornsby is also giving me the shits at the moment. it's so far out from everything i feel like i moved to a microcosm of suburbia rather than the big city. unfortunately i don't have much money saved at the moment cause i keep spending it as i mentioned before. i'm thinking of giving the north shore the big finger and moving right into the city. got my sights set on surry hills. this is pete's fault because he told me i should move there and deal with the long trip to work everyday as it would be worth it for the fabulous lifestyle it would afford me. sounds good to me...just got to get out of the retail therapy that is placating my boredom. as well as feeling that it's time to move on myself, head office are saying that it's inappropriate for me to be sharing with beck [she's my manager] and they're "not saying i have to move in 30 days or anything" but that i have to make an effort to find other arrangements. dunno when they were given the right to poke their nose into my living arrangements but there u have it. i get the shits up with them so badly sometimes that i think i might tell them to shove their job one of these fine days. maybe i should be looking for other options where this is concerned too? i've almost reached the 2 year mark where i am and this is probably longer than i've ever spent at one job and probably about the benchmark for longterm careers in this crazy day and age. but i say these things then remember that at the end of the day i do love my job, which is a good thing because it's about all i've got to keep my busy at the moment. all work and no play...
what a sad sack i am. fun things that have happened lately have been my mum and aunty visiting me from adelaide. that was cool. did all the tourist things [again] and had a ball. went to the northern beaches for the first time and they are absolutely gorgeous. so clean and huge waves...almost inspiring me to buy a body board and get out in the water. the filthies [ange and trish] are coming early august so i can't wait for that. staying at the radisson in the city for a couple of nights and going to get absolutely written off. much fun and naughty trouble will be had as i'll be sure to pack my moose. the retail side of my depression also has it's ups. i have bought soooo many choice cds in the last couple of months, far too many to mention. i have a jack johnson obsession, still loving my hip hop, and my fixation with zoo york continues. i bought a fabulous belt [pete has the same one so we're belt buddies] and i keep perving on guys who wear the label. fortunately there's not too many of them about so it hasn't gone all lame with mass popularity. i also got a new pair of sunnies which are very rock and a lovley pair of lacoste trainers. now i just need reasons to wear all this young and interesting stuff out! the rsl doesn't really cut it unfortunately. i also drove into sydney for the first time this week and that too was fun. god the roads here are stupid. they are poorly signed and absolutely mental, didn't help that it was dark and pouring with rain, but stinky ruled the road and got us home in one piece so it was all good. i'm not a panicky driver so i didn't mind that we ended up in balmain instead of moore park and on the road to kirribilli instead of the pacific highway...no dramas. couple of illegal turns here and there and it was all good.
