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Well I’ve found a new place to dwell May. 17th, 2011 @ 03:55 pm

Well I’ve found a new place to dwell. Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street

I'm feeling really down. Subterranean, can barely crawl out of bed, down down. At lunch I walked past the Norwegian Constitution Day celebrations and stopped to talk to Papa Wolf. As I walked away I started crying. I didn't want to drink, I am so tired, I am so unhappy.

I grabbed a kebab and headed back to work but managed to get sauce on my shirt. Great, then I run into the guy from my summer uni project who I suspected had a crush on me. Yep perfect timing.

I guess I'm just overwhelmed by my life. I'm also trying really hard to not like any guys right now...
Moodiness: crappycrappy

Icon Post - Castle 20 in 20 #11, Push icons100, The Fabulous Stains Apr. 9th, 2011 @ 10:31 pm

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Moodiness: accomplishedaccomplished

Punch Buggy Feb. 14th, 2011 @ 04:29 pm
Ok I completely forgot to tell the woe is me story for the day.

I am fond of lightweight stalking, that is I get a bit of a kick if I spot a certain person (normally male) during my day. It's lightweight in that I seek them out, look for them slightly and try to work out where they are at certain times but don't go fullscale hangout side their house/work and follow them all day, ringing them incessantly etc etc.

It's really just a "punch buggy" thing - where I spot them and Woot! Punch Buggy.

Anyway there is this dreadlocked dude who works at a coffee place on Adelaide Street which I walk past on my way to work. He's my morning punch buggy. Normally he is sitting on the bench near his work and I walk past but since the Christmas/Floods thing, he's been mysteriously absent. I did happen to spot him working last week and maybe I'm his morning punch buggy because this morning he was back out on his chair and he had a weird smile on his face. I wasn't looking at him (the whole point of being a good stalker is to not acknowledge the stalkee or draw attention to yourself by eyeballing them) but instead was thinking...
Today is the bloody day I forgot to wear makeup and HE'S back in his spot. Bastard.

You see I got to the train station this morning and realised that I'd forgotten to put anything on my face. Lucky I don't really wear much make up anyway but it helps to even my skin tone.

So that is my (humorous) tale of woe for the day.
Location: Shirking Werk
Moodiness: grumpygrumpy

It takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place Dec. 8th, 2010 @ 04:20 pm
I have loads of new stuff, because basically loads of my old stuff died.

Biggest thing was the car that finally broke down. It's sitting at my mother's house and I have to arrange to get rid of it.
So I got a newer car, paid off my old car loan and am now paying off a much larger debt. Hurrah!
I really love my new car, a Honda Jazz '05 model VTI. It makes me feel safe when I'm driving, especially in the rain which seems to be all the time right now.
I also had to get new dvd player and decided to combine and upgrade to a high def set top box/DVD player/PVR combo. It wasn't hellishly expensive and I just sold my old standard def set top box for $15 which is not much less than what I bought it for 3 years ago.
Just as I got that sorted my popcorn hour network media player died. I am at a loss without it. I can't afford to replace it either. My kettle needs replacing too.

I have also been really busy. It feels like I'm running so fast but getting no where.

I have also realised I'm so busy so that I don't have to look at my life. Because I'm not ready to do that yet.

With the kerfuffle with real estate, I've felt unsettled. Better to keep running then face my fears.

Well i have a real estate inspection tomorrow. maybe I'll feel more inclined to write more after that.
Moodiness: busy
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