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Feeling pretty warm and fuzzy tonight. I popped over to myspace earlier to leave a loving message on my man's profile page. Kinda went along the lines of him being the only gay in the village, something about Ball Licker... He'll love it.
I mentioned to him last night that our affectionate nicknames aren't the sort you can get inscribed on a ring or something. I mean, he's Ball Licker, and i am known as Bitchtits. Together we are Ball Licker, and Bitchtits: shaving the world together. We are strange, i realise this. Mama Jo took this wonderful photo of him in my lap last night, and because of the lighting, Joel has his eyes closed, and i look like i have my hand in his pants. Amusing much -_-;
Had to go to the emplyoment agency for this interview thing this morning. I was in a absolutely nasty mood, due to the fact that nothing in the world could prise me from Joel, and when i got home, i couldn't sleep so i hopped on the computer, and read some more of my Zorro novel. I think i finally got to sleep at about 4am-ish. Then pottered out of bed at 8.
The woman was really lovely to me, once i explained that i was only there because Centrelink sent me. She sympathised, and told me that it was good to actually get something out of the government for once. Darn straight. I only get one more payment after this. So... that's roughly only about $1000 scabbed from the government, as opposed to those who spend most of their adult life on welfare.
I had the doubtable pleasure of making my way into Maitland, and i strolled around the mall, cursing the sun and the heat of the outdoors. Managed to go underwear shopping, and get something. There's really not too much nice stuff out there at the moment. Well at least where i am looking. I cheered myself with an iced chai latte, and a read of the really bad erotica from the sealed section in the Cosmo magazine.
I was meant to see Joel before he went to work, but i was feeling so sick with the heat, and i was really really dizzy for no apparent reason. So i slept all afternoon, and now am suffering because i just don't know what to do with myself at the moment. It's terrible.
That's why i guess i am on here. hmm.
Joel played one of his new songs to me yesterday afternoon. It was the first time i have heard him sing. I was thinking that the whole thing may be awkward: if i thought he was crap, what in the name of hell would i say? But i was pleasantly suprised. His voice is kinda hesitant, but quite good. The song was pretty good quality, i only suggested one change, and i think he appreciated the input. He has the sweetest 50th anniversary edition Fender stratocaster, and it was making me sigh. He really does play well.
I attempted to give myself another french manicure tonight. Its sorta better than the last attempt, but still leaves a fair amount to be desired. I think this time, it was because the white polish is really thick and i wasn't really paying attention. My nails are not liking this attention, and they are really growing, but they are getting really thin. Now i suppose i shall have to spend some money on that nail hardener stuff.
Not long until my job starts. Eep. Another day has gone past, and i have wasted it.
I mentioned to him last night that our affectionate nicknames aren't the sort you can get inscribed on a ring or something. I mean, he's Ball Licker, and i am known as Bitchtits. Together we are Ball Licker, and Bitchtits: shaving the world together. We are strange, i realise this. Mama Jo took this wonderful photo of him in my lap last night, and because of the lighting, Joel has his eyes closed, and i look like i have my hand in his pants. Amusing much -_-;
Had to go to the emplyoment agency for this interview thing this morning. I was in a absolutely nasty mood, due to the fact that nothing in the world could prise me from Joel, and when i got home, i couldn't sleep so i hopped on the computer, and read some more of my Zorro novel. I think i finally got to sleep at about 4am-ish. Then pottered out of bed at 8.
The woman was really lovely to me, once i explained that i was only there because Centrelink sent me. She sympathised, and told me that it was good to actually get something out of the government for once. Darn straight. I only get one more payment after this. So... that's roughly only about $1000 scabbed from the government, as opposed to those who spend most of their adult life on welfare.
I had the doubtable pleasure of making my way into Maitland, and i strolled around the mall, cursing the sun and the heat of the outdoors. Managed to go underwear shopping, and get something. There's really not too much nice stuff out there at the moment. Well at least where i am looking. I cheered myself with an iced chai latte, and a read of the really bad erotica from the sealed section in the Cosmo magazine.
I was meant to see Joel before he went to work, but i was feeling so sick with the heat, and i was really really dizzy for no apparent reason. So i slept all afternoon, and now am suffering because i just don't know what to do with myself at the moment. It's terrible.
That's why i guess i am on here. hmm.
Joel played one of his new songs to me yesterday afternoon. It was the first time i have heard him sing. I was thinking that the whole thing may be awkward: if i thought he was crap, what in the name of hell would i say? But i was pleasantly suprised. His voice is kinda hesitant, but quite good. The song was pretty good quality, i only suggested one change, and i think he appreciated the input. He has the sweetest 50th anniversary edition Fender stratocaster, and it was making me sigh. He really does play well.
I attempted to give myself another french manicure tonight. Its sorta better than the last attempt, but still leaves a fair amount to be desired. I think this time, it was because the white polish is really thick and i wasn't really paying attention. My nails are not liking this attention, and they are really growing, but they are getting really thin. Now i suppose i shall have to spend some money on that nail hardener stuff.
Not long until my job starts. Eep. Another day has gone past, and i have wasted it.