Today’s been a little “all over the place”. I woke up at 9:30am (trust me, that’s early folks), and by 10:30 I was out of the house. I went around to a local Indian restaurant and spoke to the owner (whom I’d spoken to briefly last night at dinner) about getting a website up for them. He seems pretty keen, but they’re going on a week’s holiday soon and are currently out of money, so he’s going to contact me when they get back about kicking it all off.
I also went to a little nerdy shop (sells American candies, soft drink, trading cards, etc.) and offered them a website as well. The owner’s wife said he was going to be doing the website, but if he doesn’t have the time or the energy to do it while also running the business, they would be happy to support me as a local business getting off my feet, so that was really lovely.
The rest of the day has been cleaning up the yard for someone’s 21st birthday party next Saturday (I’m not sure who, do you?) and just generally getting things tidy. I haven’t helped much simply because … I can’t. I’ll help Mum paint the new laundry wall when she gets home. Speaking of the party, things are coming together – I have my auntie making my cake, my dad’s cousin doing the DJing, and friends coming from Melbourne, which will be great. The one thing I’m most looking forward to is seeing my sister and her boyfriend – I love them both so much and have missed them heaps, since the last time I saw them was November.
I need to get an outfit situated!!! I might have to go shopping on the Friday before (since that’s Pay Day) and get Michael to buy me a nice top or something. I have nice jeans, but I want a pretty top to go with them. I was thinking a dress, but I don’t normally wear dresses so I thought it best to just wear what I would normally wear. Michael has also, after many problems and emailing back and forth with the seller, bought me a phone off eBay. We originally bought and paid for a pink LG KF600, but the seller was out of stock (don’t ask why they had an option up to buy it if they didn’t have it in stock – I have no idea), but I settled on a pink LG KS360 (more photos, the last two are the colour I’m getting), which is very different, but just as nice. And since I usually text rather than call anyway, it’s probably more ideal for me. But I really needed a new phone since I’m starting up this busniess – my Motorola Razr V3 just doesn’t cut it any more.
Anyway, I think that’s enough rambling from me today, otherwise I’ll have nothing to write tomorrow!
I remember years ago when I was chatting with a boy online (I’m talking age 11 or 12) and his email address was antisocial…@whatever.com (can’t remember the full email address). Anyway, my mum saw it and asked me if I knew what antisocial meant. I said, “Not really – someone who doesn’t like to socialise?” and she said, “No! It means death and someone who wants to hurt themselves and hurt other people, etc.”.
That definition has stuck with me, and whilst I know it’s not right – it’s probably just my mum’s definition, from being a police officer – I can’t help but think of that every time I see or hear the word. And right now, I’m feeling quite antisocial (by my definition, not my mum’s!).
I’ve not wanted to go out anywhere, I’ve not wanted to see anyone, I’ve not wanted to talk to anyone. I don’t know if this is just me at ‘that time of the month’, where I’m a moody bitch anyway, or if this is becoming who I am, since this is pretty much what I did all the time in Melbourne (sat by myself at home). Maybe it’s my being Aquarius, and wanting my independence and solitude. iono.
Anyway, while I was writing that out I remembered another time when I was just getting into Paganism and Witchcraft (age 11 or 12). I had been talking about it to my friend in class, and another guy in my class heard me and said “You’re not a witch; what do witches do?” (or something along those lines). I said for him to visit witchvox.com (a relatively new site back then!) and have a look. So he obviously did, because I was staying with my best friend for a weekend and we went up to this guy’s house, where his parents must have mentioned something to my bestie’s mum about Witchvox. We were driving home and my bestie’s mum said something like, “Did you tell H to go to a website about witches? Because witches are bad and they cut their wrists.”
And this was coming from a psychiatrist, who should know better, especially regarding cultures and subcultures. I swear, here in Tassie, people live a sheltered lifestyle.
As you’ve probably noticed by now, this is the most I’ve ever blogged. January is looking up as a blogging month! I normally blog once or twice a month, but this month has been 10 blog entries and we’re only half-way through. This is absolute madness for me, because I normally don’t have anything to talk about, and still don’t, yet I’m feeling compelled to just type all my thoughts out and, I guess, get it out of my system, regardless of how mundane the content of my brain is.
Layla’s continuing to do well – I think she’s cleared her system and she’s eating well again, which is fabulous because I was so worried about her. She’s quite content now. As is Hendrix, who’s just loving cuddling up to anyone warm he can get to (oh, and blowflies are his new favourite play toy *eye roll*).
We’ve been cleaning out the old laundry to start lining it and putting tiles down – from what I’m picturing, it’s going to look amazing when we’re done, but it’s just a matter of getting it done. The old lady who lived in this house prior obviously never cleaned because the base of the laundry basin’s cupboard is almost completely rusted through, and there’s a whole lot of cobwebs and weird growth. Completely disgusting, so luckily Mum is getting a new basin for in there, and there’ll be a toilet in there as well (handy for my big 21st birthday in February!).
Speaking of my 21st, I’ve invited over 100 people! I’ll probably have maybe 70-80 of them actually come – most of them family – since a lot of my friends are in Melbourne and therefore would have to fly down, an expense they probably can’t afford. But I’ve definitely told them that I won’t be upset if they can’t make it, because I understand what it’s like to want to do something but not be able to afford it – happens to me all the time. But I’m looking forward to it either way – I plan to drink (a lot) and have heaps of fun.
Michael and I are going out for dinner tonight – no special occasion, just thought it was about time that we went back to one of our fave restaurants, this little Mexican place in town. I love their food and right now, while I’m on this weight-loss plan, I’m craving something a little fattier than usual! We’re also looking at booking tickets to go and see Ross Noble next week, hopefully it’s in the budget because he’s HILARIOUS and I just love his comedy.
Anyway, I think that’s about enough dribble for your ears today!
To say that I didn’t have an eventful weekend is probably the biggest understatement of this century.
We headed to Melbourne by boat on Friday night, which was boring but fine – we just slept for the majority of the trip. Arrived in Melbourne at about 7am, and got a taxi into the CBD to Michael’s mum and stepdad’s place. Everyone was awake and greeted us, all good. Waited around until about 9:30am when we went out for breakfast to celebrate our nephew’s birthday, which was nice, and had cupcakes for brunch. We then went and saw Santa Claus at David Jones, because the weather was too miserable to go to the Zoo, but the nephew enjoyed himself anyway.
We then headed back home, where Michael and I split to do our own things for the afternoon: he was going to go for a few drinks and a catch-up with his mates, and I went out shopping with my sister, which was pretty fun, and bought a couple of things (nothing over the top, just some pyjamas and earrings). At about 6pm, we went back home, and went out for dinner at a Chinese restaurant for the nephew’s birthday.
So really, day 1 was fine – nothing went wrong, no arguments, nothing like that. All good.
Day 2 was a different story.
We woke up kind of early, about 6am, because the nephew woke up and therefore proceeded to wake everyone up (hey, he’s only 2 hehe) and we played with him and stuff until 10am, when the shops opened. Michael and I went with his parents to DFO (big shopping centre with all factory outlet stores) and shopped around for a bit; I bought myself a new handbag because my older one was too deep and I kept losing stuff in there!
We split ways at about 10:30, when Michael and I went downtown to do some more shopping around – we went to EB Games, and a surfshop or two because Michael wanted new thongs (that’s flipflops, for you Americans – not g-strings!!). We then went up around JB Hi-Fi and a couple of phone stores, etc. Essentially everything was fine until 12:30, when we were supposed to be meeting up with a friend for lunch. We agreed on 12:30 the day before. We waited. And waited. And waited. It was 1:20 before we said “Fuck it” and just left. I messaged another friend to ask her what she was doing, and she said she’d be close by in about half an hour, so we went and met up with her for a half hour, and she gave me a gorgeous stuffed toy cow, which I’ve named Polenta 
My friend gave us a lift back to Mike’s parent’s place, where the shit hit the fucking fan. There was a huge argument over something between Michael’s mum and sister, so we ended up leaving half an hour earlier than planned to go to the airport because it was just a crazy, stupid situation and just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. So that we did.
Got to the airport far too early, checked in, and waited around. Boarded almost half an hour after the original boarding time (so we really boarded at the time our flight was meant to take off), and then got home about 20 minutes too late. Got home, then shit hit the fan there too because apparently Mike didn’t say hi to my mum and she was feeling unappreciated, blah blah blah. Too much to go into right now and it just pisses me off to think about.
Anyway, it was … eventful, and I’m mostly disappointed about my friend not showing up when she said she would. Them’s the breaks, I guess.
I’m looking forward to this afternoon – Mike’s buying me WoW: Wrath of the Lich King, and so I look forward to playing that tonight.
Take care!
