The last long weekend until November...
... is over. :(
The distribution of public holidays here is rather uneven. And this year I don't have a holiday in August to break the dry spell up... *cries*
So, Friday night I drove up to the parents' place, as I usually do on long weekends. (Happy unBirthday to the Queen, incidentally.) I was originally planning to stay the whole weekend, and come back on Monday (yesterday), but then a last-minute Interference mini-gathering took place, to see U23D again. Cos you know, four times wasn't enough... *cough*
Anyway, I had to go up to give my brother his very-belated birthday present (four weeks isn't that much, right??), so I did that Friday night, and he seemed happy. Yay for Weebl and Bob t-shirts. :)
Was too much a coward to give my condolences to Lou in person. :(
Came back Saturday, to meet people in the city around 4pm... I was a bit late, but not as late as one guy. :) Movie was awesome, again... it'd been about a month since the last time I saw it, so it was kinda fresh again. I wasn't noticing the 3D so much any more, I guess my brain's used to it or something.
But as the guy with vision problems said, it's almost worth the $20 just to hear the concert with that frickin massive 15,000 watt sound system. *drool* Seat-shaking good. Still irritates me that they bring the lights up during the end credits, and everyone walks out during Yahweh. Not that it's my favourite song, but you know.
What's really embarrassing is that I think I could still see it again. Well, if it was free I'd be happy to see it a lot, but I still think I'd pay $20 to see it again. And maybe that makes me a rabid fan, but at least I'm not spending hours of my time having debates about Bono's bloody haircut or waistline or sunglasses. *RE*
Saturday night was a quiet one... Sunday was a very quiet one, did a bit of cleaning and a lot of brainstorming with someone on MSN. That was way too much fun. Don't think I got much else done on Sunday.
I'd been planning all weekend to get away by myself for a while and just... be alone. I'd been wanting to do that all week, if not for longer... after my fragile, weepy week, whether it was just crankiness due to sleep deprivation or something else, I felt the need to run off and hide from humanity for a while, and just sit outside under a tree or something. Hear no traffic or voices, see no computers or cars or walls. Just slow down.
Anyway, I'd been thinking of going up Mt. Dandenong on Monday (yesterday, the day off), but the weather was not great, and it's always a few degrees colder up there. It had been raining on and off, as well... and it was after 2pm by the time I finished the dishes and cleaned the kitchen floor and all that fun domestic stuff. And I was in a relatively good mood, didn't feel the pressing urge to escape that I had been all week. But I still wanted to just go somewhere, so I ended up going to a big park nearby, and walking around there for an hour or so. There's a walking trail that gets far enough away from the road and the picnic area and the footy ovals that you can't hear them, and if you avoid looking in certain directions, you don't see the giant power pylons. *L*
Anyway, I took my notebooks and stuff with me, thinking I might find a quiet spot and work on some writing, or maybe start writing my holiday journal again (cos I do want to write that all out properly, although it'll take me years at this rate). It was about 4pm so it was getting cooler, it was a damp sort of day and the clouds were still low. And I walked around, and there were a couple of beautiful old trees, and it smelled good and it wasn't too cold, and I just felt awake and aware and in the world, and it was good. I stood looking at this one tree for ages, just noticing all these beautiful details that I think a lot of other people would never see. Drops of water hanging under each branch, lines of green on the bark where they'd been dripping for years, the patterns in the bark, the pattern the branches made against the sky, the translucent globs of red sap that were also frozen in the act of dripping from wounds in the bark... it was just very cool. I walked along and found a spot to sit, looking over a lake with trees all around and moor hens pulling up grass around me. I didn't want to get any notebooks out, I just sat there and watched it all for a while, and just was. People went by every so often, but it was very peaceful in general, just birds and frogs and wind. And I didn't want to do anything, even think about stuff. Just sit there. So I did, and it was good.
After a bit I started getting cold and the sun was nearly setting, so I walked back past the tree... and went and got food for dinner.
So I don't have to cook or wash up for another few days, yay. :)
I felt much better after that, though. I'd like to make something of an occasional habit of just getting away sometimes, hopefully before I have weeks like last week. I think I need it.
Anyway, my zen moment had well and truly evaporated by the time I got into a long discussion with someone else in an IM, which got me absolutely furious. Not with them, but a third party. And it still does if I let it. Argh.
Work today was blah, and fuzzy from not enough sleep. Well, I should say yesterday, cos it's nearly 2am Wednesday now, and today will be blah and even fuzzier, no doubt.
Haha, Wednesday morning, 3am. Not if I can help it!
Bed time for me.
The distribution of public holidays here is rather uneven. And this year I don't have a holiday in August to break the dry spell up... *cries*
So, Friday night I drove up to the parents' place, as I usually do on long weekends. (Happy unBirthday to the Queen, incidentally.) I was originally planning to stay the whole weekend, and come back on Monday (yesterday), but then a last-minute Interference mini-gathering took place, to see U23D again. Cos you know, four times wasn't enough... *cough*
Anyway, I had to go up to give my brother his very-belated birthday present (four weeks isn't that much, right??), so I did that Friday night, and he seemed happy. Yay for Weebl and Bob t-shirts. :)
Was too much a coward to give my condolences to Lou in person. :(
Came back Saturday, to meet people in the city around 4pm... I was a bit late, but not as late as one guy. :) Movie was awesome, again... it'd been about a month since the last time I saw it, so it was kinda fresh again. I wasn't noticing the 3D so much any more, I guess my brain's used to it or something.
But as the guy with vision problems said, it's almost worth the $20 just to hear the concert with that frickin massive 15,000 watt sound system. *drool* Seat-shaking good. Still irritates me that they bring the lights up during the end credits, and everyone walks out during Yahweh. Not that it's my favourite song, but you know.
What's really embarrassing is that I think I could still see it again. Well, if it was free I'd be happy to see it a lot, but I still think I'd pay $20 to see it again. And maybe that makes me a rabid fan, but at least I'm not spending hours of my time having debates about Bono's bloody haircut or waistline or sunglasses. *RE*
Saturday night was a quiet one... Sunday was a very quiet one, did a bit of cleaning and a lot of brainstorming with someone on MSN. That was way too much fun. Don't think I got much else done on Sunday.
I'd been planning all weekend to get away by myself for a while and just... be alone. I'd been wanting to do that all week, if not for longer... after my fragile, weepy week, whether it was just crankiness due to sleep deprivation or something else, I felt the need to run off and hide from humanity for a while, and just sit outside under a tree or something. Hear no traffic or voices, see no computers or cars or walls. Just slow down.
Anyway, I'd been thinking of going up Mt. Dandenong on Monday (yesterday, the day off), but the weather was not great, and it's always a few degrees colder up there. It had been raining on and off, as well... and it was after 2pm by the time I finished the dishes and cleaned the kitchen floor and all that fun domestic stuff. And I was in a relatively good mood, didn't feel the pressing urge to escape that I had been all week. But I still wanted to just go somewhere, so I ended up going to a big park nearby, and walking around there for an hour or so. There's a walking trail that gets far enough away from the road and the picnic area and the footy ovals that you can't hear them, and if you avoid looking in certain directions, you don't see the giant power pylons. *L*
Anyway, I took my notebooks and stuff with me, thinking I might find a quiet spot and work on some writing, or maybe start writing my holiday journal again (cos I do want to write that all out properly, although it'll take me years at this rate). It was about 4pm so it was getting cooler, it was a damp sort of day and the clouds were still low. And I walked around, and there were a couple of beautiful old trees, and it smelled good and it wasn't too cold, and I just felt awake and aware and in the world, and it was good. I stood looking at this one tree for ages, just noticing all these beautiful details that I think a lot of other people would never see. Drops of water hanging under each branch, lines of green on the bark where they'd been dripping for years, the patterns in the bark, the pattern the branches made against the sky, the translucent globs of red sap that were also frozen in the act of dripping from wounds in the bark... it was just very cool. I walked along and found a spot to sit, looking over a lake with trees all around and moor hens pulling up grass around me. I didn't want to get any notebooks out, I just sat there and watched it all for a while, and just was. People went by every so often, but it was very peaceful in general, just birds and frogs and wind. And I didn't want to do anything, even think about stuff. Just sit there. So I did, and it was good.
After a bit I started getting cold and the sun was nearly setting, so I walked back past the tree... and went and got food for dinner.
So I don't have to cook or wash up for another few days, yay. :)
I felt much better after that, though. I'd like to make something of an occasional habit of just getting away sometimes, hopefully before I have weeks like last week. I think I need it.
Anyway, my zen moment had well and truly evaporated by the time I got into a long discussion with someone else in an IM, which got me absolutely furious. Not with them, but a third party. And it still does if I let it. Argh.
Work today was blah, and fuzzy from not enough sleep. Well, I should say yesterday, cos it's nearly 2am Wednesday now, and today will be blah and even fuzzier, no doubt.
Haha, Wednesday morning, 3am. Not if I can help it!
Bed time for me.