The Jamjar

Scatterbrained

I’m having trouble finding time to ‘blog [yes, and email, yes I know]

I’ve brought my laptop to the ‘squishy seats’ in the PriceWaterhouseCoopers building to see if I have anything to say while James and Rosie talk, and the dark headed coffee boy [Peter] brings me coffee.

After looking forward to the Academy Awards – well, since the last one – and missed most of it due to a late night at work. I did get home in time to be disappointed that Bill Murray didn’t win Best Actor. I don’t cope well with the “Sean Penn is due for an Oscar” argument.

What’s with Charlize Theron – don’t they have eyebrows in South Africa?

I was completely amazed and impressed the next day when I read that Lord of the Rings: Return of the King won in every category it was nominated. I've never been so pleased to be wrong as when I saw Peter Jackson win Best Director.

Okay, I’ve hesitated to tell you this because, well, I have to admit to a new obsession. I can’t say how long it will last but at the moment, the pull of the tiny acrylic paintbrush is stronger than most anything else once I get home. I’m painting LOTRs Role Playing figurines. It’s so addictive. “just one more” and suddenly its late and there’s silver paint on my skirt and black paint all over my fingernails from holding the tiny shields.

I have a small squad of goblins, a few Lothlorian archers and some [deep movie voice] Men of Gondorrrr. Ahem

(next week I have a metal Frodo, FYI)

*some random thing I found on my desktop - dated sometime last week*

Not online but blogging all the same. Sitting at Serious Espresso listening to Holly, Terese and the Guy’s [Courier Guy = classic good looks and stunning calf muscles only developed from years of professional cycling] conversation. They’re talking about Nip Tuck, the new show on TV2, Monday nights.

I could quite happily stay here all day. The coffee is good and it’s warm and it’s funny. I could stand to do all my work from down here. I need Whoosh – actually, I don’t – if I did I’d never get any work done, too busy surfing/blogging/chatting from wild and exotic Locals.

Terese seems to be off her medicine again – she’s so hyperactive and cheeky – I think most people come in here for her sass. She dishes it out with such machine gun regularity I’m sure that’s why so many men like being here.

It’s a strange transition for me at work. Although I am on contract with the mindshift of “doing what I’m paid to do” they all seem to keep forgetting I’ve left. I never intended to contract back to them this soon. I honestly thought I would spend the first 3 months putting into place marketing and networking plans, getting my website up and running and things like business cards printed. But instead I’ve been working on the design of a major project. My contract is up on Friday.

Trying to order two lattes to go is like trying to pull teeth around this joint – thank god for Holly or I’d never get coffee.