hmm
Worst fibromyalgia pain I've had in about three years, flared up the same day I sent off my RMIT Interpreting application.
Is it a warning? Maybe I should just get over it and move on from the Auslan stuff. Who knows.
I'm not particularly annoyed about it, it just is. Acupuncture helped a lot. It's a weird thing to be used to pain, for the pain to be the status quo. To not feel upset by it, just tired and craving some quiet.
I hate not going out every night. I'm fearful of slowing down in case I can't rev up again. I could by lying down right now but I'm stubbornly putting it off. This week I haven't been able to ride my bike or play my beautiful new guitar. But I will wait and it will come back.
Met with the CERES event manager today about some stuff they're doing, I love that place. His office is in an old train carriage.
I interviewed Kate Miller-Heidke this morning and she was absolutely lovely, writing extremely complimentary things about my interviewing style in my guestbook. I get the feeling she's been doing the publicity circuit with commercial radio DJs who don't have a clue where she's come from or have even listened to any of her music. Where the hell did respect go? If an artist is going to take the time to come in and be interviewed the very least media practitioners can do is be well-read, researched and ready to go when they arrive.
OH and a few weeks ago I got to interview the lady who plays Max on the L Word (Daniela Sea). She was very sweet and it was like I was hanging out with Max after the first few minutes. I was going to slip her my number to pass on to Alice, then I remembered I was thinking about fictional characters and that I should probably get back to the real world. What is the real world?
My working day on Tuesday was setting up an outside broadcast at RMIT, I delegated to past students to produce on the day, panel operation and engineering. It went swimmingly, perfect weather, good radio. I have much to be proud of.
Whenever I feel stressed and bogged down I try and stop and look at how I'm spending my time, taking a second to be grateful for being constantly challenged, stimulated and amused. This is a charmed life.
Is it a warning? Maybe I should just get over it and move on from the Auslan stuff. Who knows.
I'm not particularly annoyed about it, it just is. Acupuncture helped a lot. It's a weird thing to be used to pain, for the pain to be the status quo. To not feel upset by it, just tired and craving some quiet.
I hate not going out every night. I'm fearful of slowing down in case I can't rev up again. I could by lying down right now but I'm stubbornly putting it off. This week I haven't been able to ride my bike or play my beautiful new guitar. But I will wait and it will come back.
Met with the CERES event manager today about some stuff they're doing, I love that place. His office is in an old train carriage.
I interviewed Kate Miller-Heidke this morning and she was absolutely lovely, writing extremely complimentary things about my interviewing style in my guestbook. I get the feeling she's been doing the publicity circuit with commercial radio DJs who don't have a clue where she's come from or have even listened to any of her music. Where the hell did respect go? If an artist is going to take the time to come in and be interviewed the very least media practitioners can do is be well-read, researched and ready to go when they arrive.
OH and a few weeks ago I got to interview the lady who plays Max on the L Word (Daniela Sea). She was very sweet and it was like I was hanging out with Max after the first few minutes. I was going to slip her my number to pass on to Alice, then I remembered I was thinking about fictional characters and that I should probably get back to the real world. What is the real world?
My working day on Tuesday was setting up an outside broadcast at RMIT, I delegated to past students to produce on the day, panel operation and engineering. It went swimmingly, perfect weather, good radio. I have much to be proud of.
Whenever I feel stressed and bogged down I try and stop and look at how I'm spending my time, taking a second to be grateful for being constantly challenged, stimulated and amused. This is a charmed life.