Monday, July 02, 2001
Another week and it's still quite cold. I went to the movies this morning to see Shrek. A wonderful movie. The animation was devine, the weight in the clothing, the detail in every last inch of the screen, the script hilarious and touching.
I have a last handful of jobs to apply for.. one is a genuine skill-matched job.. that is.. one that I am most suited to.. the others are last ditch efforts. I don't quite know what I'm going to do if these fail. (well I do know but the thoughts haven't formed into concrete ideas yet - waiting for the go-ahead from my failure). My worrying about paying my rent in a few weeks might be over by the pure fact I think the people interested in buying the building I live in are less interested in an investment as they are in letting their grandmother move into my flat. Much as I like grandmothers, I don't expect they'll be wanting me to stay on.
So.
No job. No home. *nods* yep.. the Universe is trying to tell me something. *fingers in my ears*
Monday, July 16, 2001
Auckland
New Zealand
Dear Kate
So nice to get your postcard. I bet you're having a wonderful time touring around Australia. It's so chilly here but I can imagine you on the back of a jeep, red clouds of dust pouring out behind as you travel over that big country of yours.
Things here are pretty much the same. I'm still jobless but searching still.. they keep saying "something'll turn up" and I guess they are right, but then again, they all have jobs don't they?
Nothing changes in the Articulate. Same old people same old dramas. Boy was in asking after you the other day but then, that's why boy talks to me quite frankly. Got an email from Mike, he's been off 'down the coast' hurtling around with his girlfriend and their dog.. or some dog.. nice dog I think.. I've always wanted a dog, never had one. I doubt I have what it takes to look after a dog really with my short attention span and empty fridge I think a dog's not the best idea.
I'm thinking about going to bed. It's nearly 10pm but I seem to be tired. That's a good thing, sleeping regularly is what normal people do.
I had Kristy and Mark stay last weekend. They stayed here with me in my tiny flat, we kinda filled the flat up *chuckles* it was nice though, to have the company. I talked too much but then, they are bound to be used to that by now. But it was nice they were here, Kristy cooked and Mark played the Play Station.
Tomorrow night, Sonia, Phil and I are going to O'Hagans for their Tuesday Night Quiz Night. It's a very organised thing and they take over the entire pub. Between Sonia's general knowledge, Phil's enormous musical intelligence and my quirky luck, it should be a laugh. Plus you get to drink beer and fill in forms.. what could be better? Oh and speaking of pubs.. Sheepy's made Rachelle and me preferential members.. we got a keyring, and a t-shirt, a dollar off our drinks and an invitation to their christmas party! Last week the manager sent drinks over to our table. I like Sheepys. I offered my webservices to them - I'd love to do a website for them.. they have the domain name but so far nothing's happening over there.
I really don't have very much in the way of news at all. I just would love to be in your back pack (though your back might pack in if that were the case) and I know you're having a wonderful time. It's really a fantastic opportunity. But I miss you not being here on my desktop saying "yes mish" and stuff. As usual, i have stuff to post you but I'm a bit skint at the moment so they're gonna have to wait til I have postage money.. but you take care and take loads of pics to scan when you get back. I want the stories of the quirky outback people and the dolphins at Monkey Point (or where ever that is) and everylittledetail of your book tour *s*
Lots and lots of love and stuff
from
Michelle.
Monday, July 30, 2001
i had several plans over the weekend.. i decided to stop smoking.. I thought I would not smoke at the party i wasn't invited to on Saturday night, but bought a pack on the way there and chain smoked the entire time. One of my other plans was to get my shit together and go to bed at a reasonable hour.. 10pm i thought would be good.. read a book for 30-60 minutes.. turn off the light and sleep to wake up refreshed at 7pm or something sensible .. last night i went to bed around 2am tonight it's already over an hour past 10 pm. flaming plans. I had another plan..to walk everyday.. cos that's all i need to do to lose weight, it's not a genetic thing it's not a hormonal thing its a lazybastard thing.. i thought of a nice walk along the river every day'd be good for my soul as well as my hips.. i drove to the dairy earlier for my paper and my snickers bar.
i think .. basically.. i am middlemanagement.. if i had subordinates THEY would be walking and sleeping and not smoking.. do i really have to DO everything around here?
i am typing typing these things.. these things I believe i need to put structure in a business.. these things these bits of paper that might avert some of the basic crap my last boss couldn't avoid cos he's an idiot. and I'm typing and it's what i think i should have and say and provide and it just feels like I'm playing a game and it's a big wank.
*looks at the sad ripped-apart-snickers-bar-wrapper* i don't even like the bloody things.
oh GOD.. i just remembered something that happened today.. i had to go to the Shiney Steel building to pick up my cdrom portfolio (being poor i can't just leave them lying 'round the country) and so i parked and got out of my car and walked towards the building.. something caught my eye.. down by my feet but when i looked nothing was amiss so I continued (could this be an Auckland story?) but it caught my eye again.. This time, on looking down, i saw fabric dangling from under my trouser leg over my boot.. on closer inspection it revealed itself to be the tights I wore yesterday! In my haste to meet the world this morning i pulled on the gear I'd worn yesterday and well.. half of them were still down my pants leg!! thankgod i spotted it before I got into the building.
oh yes.. i am CLASSY.
