From last Friday I think. Procrastination Sucks
It is the worst time to be posting for me right now. Physically, I'm at a very low eb. Friday afternoon usually means a week of insomnia has built up, and beer O clock is the spark in the powder keg of sleepyness. I also have a random headache, which always makes writing hard. Nevertheless, I need to do this now, because I don't trust myself to do it before I leave.
Vanessa and I are now only five days away from our holiday to Samoa and New Zealand. Woo! So exciting. It will be my very first time overseas, and we have piles of stuff we are going to do while we are there. Too many things to list right now, but if things go well I'll post our itinery up before I head off. I wanted to take my lappy with me so I could keep a journal of the trip as we went, but we will probably be pushing it for space as it is. Writing from the paper age is way too slow. So instead of that I'm planning to use the video features on my camera to keep a video diary. So don't worry, you won't be missing out on any boring crap.
Aside from the trip thing, there has been a fair bit happening. I stayed at Vanessa's auntie's farm, at Bathurst, last weekend. I've never been to a real farm before, and it was awesome. I fed the potty calf, and fed and groomed their extreamly old horse. All the other animals are pretty autonomous, so I didn't get to feed any of them. The views down the hill are amazing. I heard it said that when you are on the farm it feels like it is the only place in the world. I love that idea. I can't wait to head back there - We will probably go down some time in Spring when all the baby lambs need to be taggedmarked.
After my burst of writing last week I thought it was about time I did some tidying up on my lj. My tag cloud has become much busier, as you may have noticed. Other minor things too. One day I'll have to get that writing journal. One day...
I met some of Vanessa's Sydneyite friends last week too. I met Vanessa after work "at the pub". In newcastle "at the pub" means that you just slap on a new shirt and spay some deorderant, and you are ready to rock. In Sydney it means full business attire. So I was somewhat underdressed when I turned up to the "pub" - to the point that they nearly didn't let me in. Vanessa's new scene is a completely different world to the one I'm used to - and until last Friday I didn't realise just how different. Of course, her friends were lovely, and I'm sure I had them all charmed.
I've been watching Dexter. I don't usually glut myself on serieses, despite having about 100 gigs worth of them on my hard drive. Most things on TV I can't stand. They make my brain slow down. Dexter is beautiful. Elegant. Real Art. So unlike the steaming crap that assails me from each of the three TVs in my house. I've watched 4 episodes of it today. I'm addicted. It is fiery_ichor's fault.
I had my pay performance review at work this week. I was extreamly nervious - as usual. Logically, there is no reason to be. I've been kicking arse, and the boss is very easy to get along with. Still, there is a fair bit of importance resting on those few moments, and that is the stuff I'm not too good at. Despite nerves, it went almost flawlessly. I played well, danced around the tricky questions, didn't fill the pauses with unnecessary words, outwardly appeared calm and in control. Words are a fun game. Irritatingly there is a layer of abstraction between my supervisor and whoever decides the payrise, so dispite the excelent negotiations, I won't know precisely how things went until I get back.
That will do for now - I'll put this up before we go away, after editing.
Current Food: At Lime the other night I had Roast Duck. I've never had it any way other than fried before, and this was much better. It is like an extra greezy chicken, that tastes a little like pork, and a lot like something entirely different. Definately worth trying, the next time you are out at a place that charges $30 for a main.
Vanessa and I are now only five days away from our holiday to Samoa and New Zealand. Woo! So exciting. It will be my very first time overseas, and we have piles of stuff we are going to do while we are there. Too many things to list right now, but if things go well I'll post our itinery up before I head off. I wanted to take my lappy with me so I could keep a journal of the trip as we went, but we will probably be pushing it for space as it is. Writing from the paper age is way too slow. So instead of that I'm planning to use the video features on my camera to keep a video diary. So don't worry, you won't be missing out on any boring crap.
Aside from the trip thing, there has been a fair bit happening. I stayed at Vanessa's auntie's farm, at Bathurst, last weekend. I've never been to a real farm before, and it was awesome. I fed the potty calf, and fed and groomed their extreamly old horse. All the other animals are pretty autonomous, so I didn't get to feed any of them. The views down the hill are amazing. I heard it said that when you are on the farm it feels like it is the only place in the world. I love that idea. I can't wait to head back there - We will probably go down some time in Spring when all the baby lambs need to be taggedmarked.
After my burst of writing last week I thought it was about time I did some tidying up on my lj. My tag cloud has become much busier, as you may have noticed. Other minor things too. One day I'll have to get that writing journal. One day...
I met some of Vanessa's Sydneyite friends last week too. I met Vanessa after work "at the pub". In newcastle "at the pub" means that you just slap on a new shirt and spay some deorderant, and you are ready to rock. In Sydney it means full business attire. So I was somewhat underdressed when I turned up to the "pub" - to the point that they nearly didn't let me in. Vanessa's new scene is a completely different world to the one I'm used to - and until last Friday I didn't realise just how different. Of course, her friends were lovely, and I'm sure I had them all charmed.
I've been watching Dexter. I don't usually glut myself on serieses, despite having about 100 gigs worth of them on my hard drive. Most things on TV I can't stand. They make my brain slow down. Dexter is beautiful. Elegant. Real Art. So unlike the steaming crap that assails me from each of the three TVs in my house. I've watched 4 episodes of it today. I'm addicted. It is fiery_ichor's fault.
I had my pay performance review at work this week. I was extreamly nervious - as usual. Logically, there is no reason to be. I've been kicking arse, and the boss is very easy to get along with. Still, there is a fair bit of importance resting on those few moments, and that is the stuff I'm not too good at. Despite nerves, it went almost flawlessly. I played well, danced around the tricky questions, didn't fill the pauses with unnecessary words, outwardly appeared calm and in control. Words are a fun game. Irritatingly there is a layer of abstraction between my supervisor and whoever decides the payrise, so dispite the excelent negotiations, I won't know precisely how things went until I get back.
That will do for now - I'll put this up before we go away, after editing.
Current Food: At Lime the other night I had Roast Duck. I've never had it any way other than fried before, and this was much better. It is like an extra greezy chicken, that tastes a little like pork, and a lot like something entirely different. Definately worth trying, the next time you are out at a place that charges $30 for a main.