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mmmmm, a long day of planning out for Toyfair. Mark asked me to call up a few suppliers I'd like to see in Melbourne, people whom I think would be worthwhile to make money from, so I had a bit of a hobnob to some folks. By the end of the day, I had a timetable of various people booked in to see next month which read like a Chinese Menu. For the six days that myself and Mark are going to be there, I've just about got every single minute planned right down. Apart from things like wiping my arse, of course. We wouldn't want to have that down. I'd like a wee bit of room for spontaniety, please!!
I think for the first time, I'm starting to relax into my position, and I also feel like I'm worth something to the Taylors. They're asking me to organise this and that, and it feels good to just be able to merchandise, make ads, feel like someone important. I'm trying to get that old feeling back when I worked for Toyworld Wellington. And trying to find suppliers to go out on the town with in Melbourne and get drunk with! I'm looking forward to it so much; it's an exciting prospect.
What ISN'T an exciting prospect is doing my personal budgets for the next couple of months. In subsequent weeks I have a phone bill as well as a doctors bill to pay off [total = approx. AUS$300 or so], and then it's getting my fucking head down and doing some damn serious saving to sort my shit out with the new place. I'd want Sasha to come over and be able to sleep in a nice warm and comfy bed instead of a dodgy matress and a dodgy duvet on the floor.
I wonder what my life after this year is going to be like? Will SRD survive? Will I be off looking for another job? Well, think back for a minute. I got a job within the first couple of weeks of landing here. So I can do it again. I'm indestructible and a chameleon, and when I REALLY get going, I can sell like you've never seen a salesperson sell in yer life.
It's Friday night, and dirtyradio is getting the juices cooking with their sexy disco house....just the right warm-up mood. Trouble is, I've got work tomorrow as WELL, but that's not so bad, since Sasha [my OTHER Sasha] is on deck, so we're going to have a fun day just hanging out....and then Sunday is washing day/going out day with friends.....life is looking good....just enjoying the simple things. Communicating. Travelling. Plotting. Planning for the future....
I think for the first time, I'm starting to relax into my position, and I also feel like I'm worth something to the Taylors. They're asking me to organise this and that, and it feels good to just be able to merchandise, make ads, feel like someone important. I'm trying to get that old feeling back when I worked for Toyworld Wellington. And trying to find suppliers to go out on the town with in Melbourne and get drunk with! I'm looking forward to it so much; it's an exciting prospect.
What ISN'T an exciting prospect is doing my personal budgets for the next couple of months. In subsequent weeks I have a phone bill as well as a doctors bill to pay off [total = approx. AUS$300 or so], and then it's getting my fucking head down and doing some damn serious saving to sort my shit out with the new place. I'd want Sasha to come over and be able to sleep in a nice warm and comfy bed instead of a dodgy matress and a dodgy duvet on the floor.
I wonder what my life after this year is going to be like? Will SRD survive? Will I be off looking for another job? Well, think back for a minute. I got a job within the first couple of weeks of landing here. So I can do it again. I'm indestructible and a chameleon, and when I REALLY get going, I can sell like you've never seen a salesperson sell in yer life.
It's Friday night, and dirtyradio is getting the juices cooking with their sexy disco house....just the right warm-up mood. Trouble is, I've got work tomorrow as WELL, but that's not so bad, since Sasha [my OTHER Sasha] is on deck, so we're going to have a fun day just hanging out....and then Sunday is washing day/going out day with friends.....life is looking good....just enjoying the simple things. Communicating. Travelling. Plotting. Planning for the future....