Life: the greatest spectator sport of them all
There is only one month until my scheduled move back to South Australia.
I say scheduled because it's not set in concrete.
"What do we have to do to make you stay?", pleaded the manager.
Rubbing my chin thoughtfully.
Never had that one before. It feels good to be in that position.
I've terminated the lease, so if they want me to stay a little longer, they'll have to come up with something pretty special residentially speaking.
Anyway, I can't really wait to get out of my current circumstance. Not that it's bad or anything, but I am relishing change at the moment. My current domestic situation has become somewhat johnny-deppressing.
Perhaps next time, I'll get a place on my own. Sure it's lonesome, but it's better than having to act as peacemaker / domestic bitch / step ladder / student counsellor / passive smoker / mother- father figure to neurotic disorderlys. And I like my own company better anyway.
So while we're on the topic... Adrian tell me about yourself.
Ok, well...I turned 27 last month. And my cousin baked me a roast and cooked me a cake. And she had the most stunningly beautiful friend. All blonde hair and legs and bustiere. She's a professor on Applied science and beauty. So totally out of my budget. But it was nice to watch her eat a roast.
She knew exactly how to hold a knife and fork.
And do you know the Brunswick music festival, where they block off Sydney Rd, and have all these bands and stuff play? Well I went to that, and watched it all, and had a ggg.ood time. If you know what I mean...
And I'm going to be out and about again in the next couple of weeks for work. If you live in Bendigo or Ballarat, give me a wave. I'll be coming to your town real soon, okay? And maybe we can make a music video together. I'll supply the music, or you can. Either way.
And it will be a nice way to round things off. The plan will be to put my worldly posessions into storage. Then drive out to Berri (Home of oranges and orange-related products) to map power poles (known as Stobie poles in SA). Will also be in KI, Yorke Peninsula and hopefully the Eyre Peninsula later in the year.
And I want to get it all on film, or its digital equivalent.
Just remember. No rent = $$$ in my pocket = Overseas trip = Good times.
It's all about the watching.
I'd be lost if it wasn't for my eyes.
I say scheduled because it's not set in concrete.
"What do we have to do to make you stay?", pleaded the manager.
Rubbing my chin thoughtfully.
Never had that one before. It feels good to be in that position.
I've terminated the lease, so if they want me to stay a little longer, they'll have to come up with something pretty special residentially speaking.
Anyway, I can't really wait to get out of my current circumstance. Not that it's bad or anything, but I am relishing change at the moment. My current domestic situation has become somewhat johnny-deppressing.
Perhaps next time, I'll get a place on my own. Sure it's lonesome, but it's better than having to act as peacemaker / domestic bitch / step ladder / student counsellor / passive smoker / mother- father figure to neurotic disorderlys. And I like my own company better anyway.
So while we're on the topic... Adrian tell me about yourself.
Ok, well...I turned 27 last month. And my cousin baked me a roast and cooked me a cake. And she had the most stunningly beautiful friend. All blonde hair and legs and bustiere. She's a professor on Applied science and beauty. So totally out of my budget. But it was nice to watch her eat a roast.
She knew exactly how to hold a knife and fork.
And do you know the Brunswick music festival, where they block off Sydney Rd, and have all these bands and stuff play? Well I went to that, and watched it all, and had a ggg.ood time. If you know what I mean...
And I'm going to be out and about again in the next couple of weeks for work. If you live in Bendigo or Ballarat, give me a wave. I'll be coming to your town real soon, okay? And maybe we can make a music video together. I'll supply the music, or you can. Either way.
And it will be a nice way to round things off. The plan will be to put my worldly posessions into storage. Then drive out to Berri (Home of oranges and orange-related products) to map power poles (known as Stobie poles in SA). Will also be in KI, Yorke Peninsula and hopefully the Eyre Peninsula later in the year.
And I want to get it all on film, or its digital equivalent.
Just remember. No rent = $$$ in my pocket = Overseas trip = Good times.
It's all about the watching.
I'd be lost if it wasn't for my eyes.
posted by Adrian at 6:21 pm
6 Comments:
happy birthday, sweet pea.
(that was the Sydney Road Brunswick (not Northcote) street party. It would be easier if the street names and park names matched their suburbs, no?)
Whoops, you're right.
(Quickly edits post)
I always get Brunswick and Northcote mixed up.
Good thing I don't drive a taxi :)
what kind of cartographer are you?!
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Out of your budget, I like that, it has a similiar ring to my early uni years where I considered all my romantic rendezvous to be on 'credit' - so that's my advice, if it doesn't match your budget, aim for credit - you'd be surprised at what you can get.
It's a shame you are leaving, but I understand the situation to an extent. You know, often Melbourne can be like that. In my experience most people don't have the best circumstances on their first stay - the second tends to be a lot better.
Rups
Oh and happy birthday!
Thanks Rupert for the well wishes.
And I like the idea of credit, I'll keep that in mind.
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