My netbook finally was put to rest. After 6 trips to the doctor’s they finally deemed it irrepairable. And I am now charged with $550 in JB Hi Fi vouchers to put towards a new computer / laptop / netbook / tablet / back catalog of Hit Machine cds.
Which is to say, I’ve been computerless since early December.
And I’m taking my time in choosing the replacement.
Part of my is leaning towards something SHINY, like the Samsung Galaxy Tab with 3G and all the bells and whistles.
Another part of me just wants to get the cheapest netbook around.
So, advice is welcome.
Since then, we’ve of course had Xmas.
I passed uni.
New Year.
Visits to Newcastle.
One to Canberra.
I used to put pen to paper, pouring out my thoughts. My raw emotions. Just train of thought stuff. Usually to poor Rish. Who read my letters for years and years.
Now I’m much more able to ramble out my thoughts in person. To the right people. Sometimes I need to prepare, with a letter, a text message, or a look.
Sometimes I don’t realise what I’m thinking about until I start talking. Same with the writing. It doesn’t come out until I start.
I’m going well. This has enabled me to look at some things a little more. Think things through. Think about what I want and how that fits in with the rest of what’s going on for me now.
I still can’t just write any more. Not really. It doesn’t flow as well.
Woke up to the news that the kettle was dead…. so went down to the local shops, but no luck in woolies, The Reject Shop, Aldi or Homeart. There were some in Target, but they started at $60. Uh, no thanks!
Headed into the Canberra Centre around lunch time, and success at Big W – Kettle for $8, radiant heater (which Rish is pretty much sitting on now!) for $18. Score! And a vanilla air freshener for the car for $2.
Made a mess of the rice paper rolls I got from Sushi World for lunch. I don’t think they were packed tight enough. Their fault, right not mine? :p [click to continue…]
So I’ve been back in Australia for all of 60 hours, have already completed 2 full days of work, updated wordpress, uploaded a bunch of photos to flickr, started a job application because they advertised while I was away – the applications end next week, so I’ve time, and started working on a presentation for Saturday. No, no time to tiredness or jetlag. Not for me.
*breathes*
You will get “Europe” blog posts in time. In the meantime, photos are gradually heading to this Flickr set, and here is a freaky citrus fruit from Vienna to tide you over ;)
It’s probably not weird, to get flurries of inspiration, maybe to tidy something, to do some uni work, dance and sing, take photos, works on the blog, save for something, make new goals, move towards them.
Sometimes it goes somewhere. Some days it lasts all of 3 minutes :p
Bit of a pin cushion. Blood tests. Let’s see what’s wrong. Is it okay to eat lots of things that might be bad for you in case you’re told to never eat them again?
Uni. Assignements. eeee
Porno sheep getting mentioned on national radio. I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna have groupies, to quote the Pussycat Dolls
I’ve been back in the country nearly two weeks and in that time I think I’ve managed to clock up quite a lot.
Quite a lot of excersize, a lot of socialising, a lot of drinking, a lot of dancing, a lot of flirting.
A lot of fun.
No, Rish won’t “ruin” this by coming back. It’s been a great opportunity for me to have a go with the whole social thing without having him to fall back on, to hide behind, which is so easy to do. Taking a few chances on my own charm and wit and social skills, and coming out on top.
I’m off to Newcastle for the weekend – Rish will fly in Sunday, I’m collecting his luggage and bringing it back so he can ride his motorbike back down in the cold… But I’ll get a few hours up there to latch myself onto him and not let go.
Sitting alone in an internet cafe in Athens, I slept terribly last night… I overheat very quickly, and as it’s always over 20 degrees at night here, it’s bound to happen. Especially when you are sharing a room with others who get cold before you’ve even gotten down to a comfortable temperature.
Reading emails that make me miss the people I love. Feeling a little isolated, needing to regain that feeling of enjoying the solitude I have, even when walking through a big busy city.
I’m overtired, which is the leading cause. Normally I can deal better with emails that tug at my heart.
Rish will be here in less that 48 hours, and I’ll get to be wrapped up in his arms and hugged to sleep.
About to go to bed after a very hot shower :) May have used all the hot water, but it’s near zero degrees here, so it was worth it :)
Have left Rish at a pub crawl… I’m completely not up to that sort of punishement just yet :) maybe next weekend. I wish I was there, but it’s not a good idea. Going to leave my phone on beside the bed for the “phonnnaaaaaaa! I lvoe you so much come and get me I love you! I’m so drunk I love you!” call or text that will hit some point through the evening :)
