Voiceless

In fine and typical fashion, having finally gotten my days back to myself I have managed to lose my voice. This could make day to day transactions more difficult than expected.

Oh well. At least I can blog...

I've been wearing my cape-coat at almost every waking moment much to Gene's amusement. It's nice and warm although it currently has a rather disconcerting scent of lighter fluid, but I think that's just the "wet new wool" smell that I haven't smelt of a while. A bit of airing is in order I think.

Having been given a three books for my birthday (one of them an audio book) I have already started two. It's only natural! I'm saving one of them for our trip to Singapore/Japan. Gene and I listened to Reaper Man last night as we were falling asleep and caught up on the other bits when we woke up this morning. I love audio books. It is important to note that laugher is not always conducive to sleep.

While passing time between shows I've been reading The Sandman Papers which has been most interesting. I'm up to the fourth paper at the moment and am rapidly discovering whole new branches of academia that I was unaware of. There is much more reading to be done at the end of this. So many books and not enough time...

Today's Blog Thing Insight

You Are Midnight

You are more than a little eccentric, and you're apt to keep very unusual habits. Whether you're a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle. Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it. You enjoy staying home, but that doesn't mean you're a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.

What Time Of Day Are You?

Carnival is over

I figure this is my last procrastination post from my Games job as I finish up today. My document trays are finally empty. Files are packed and labeled in boxes. I have many badges for people, I've signed off on several invoices today (very scary by the way) and I've said my last round of goodbyes.

So I guess that's that!

I guess I'm feeling a bit excited and sad all at the same time. It's been hard coming to work to an increasingly empty office and today has been the hardest as there was no one left from the production team. It will be good to have my days back again but I'd do it again any time.

Here's to seeing my friends again!

23yrs 1hr 27minutes

I spent the first hour of my 23rd year learning zippo lighter tricks with Gene in the livingroom of our house. It's been a good year already :)

Having read Nomi & Lisa's blog I also did a quiz on Blog Things and this is what I have to show for it.

This may become a daily treat for me... I love quizzes!

Your Stripper Song Is

Master and Servant by Depeche Mode "There�s a new game We like to play you see A game with added reality You treat me like a dog Get me down on my knees" Yawn, dancing is so boring without a little spice.

What Song Should You Strip To?

i think it's pretty i reply

Gene arrived home last night to find me with cold and flu tablets, garlic & echinacea tablets and a bottle of water in hand last night. Having figured I wasn't feeling 100% he decided to cheer me up with my birthday present (albeit three days early). He had been insisting over the last few days, since he'd purchased it, that it was not on his side of the bed. Indeed it wasn't. It was hidden behind the TV. After a brief discussion of how I was planning to put his in the fireplace, we decided to do an early exchange of gifts. We've never been good at waiting to give each other presents. You'd think four years of practice and we'd have gotten better, but nooooo.... Anyway, he brought out a bag and passed me the cape-coat that I'd seen about a week ago. It's soooo pretty. Anyone who knows me well will already know that it's black. It's 100% wool and fully lined and looks like a shift/tunic that goes down to my knees, with a cape attached that goes down to just below the knees. The collar is a mandarin syle collar and it buttons down the front with "hidden" buttons and had a belt to tie up in the middle as well as hidden pockets in the front. Did I mention that I thought it was pretty? It's kind of hard to describe but anyone who sees me in the next week... month... year... on a cold day will probably get to see it. It is a wonderful combination of two of my favourite items of clothing, capes and coats. Okay, I'll stop going on about it now. :)

Today is ANZAC Day and even though I considered going to the dawn service, I decided that I was as unlikely to make it this year as I was the year before last (sorry Nick). Apparently as I age I am getting better at discerning between optimism and delusion.

What I should be doing is making some dinner.

Death warmed up

Today has been less productive than planned. To be honest it isn't that unexpected. Today is my weekend. The one day in the week that I can call my own. As always I had planned to do plenty of things.

Things I Planned To Do Today
- Do at least two loads of laundry (mainly because Gene's load needs to be redone, so that's why it had to be two)
- Obtain some boxes for packing
- Actually do some packing
- Dishes, dishes and more dishes
- Clean the bathroom
- Begin the monumental task of cleaning our bedroom
- Buy Gene's birthday present (largely dependant on working out what to get him)
- Buy a ink filling device for the fountain pen that Joe gave me
- Blog
- Write in the group journal
- Sleep

There has been no progress on the boxes or the packing front today. The dishes are currently being washed but as I am in the process of making dinner, I doubt I can consider them done. Bathroom is in the same state as it was last night. I won't even bother commenting on the bedroom. Gene's birthday present is 75% purchased. I'm still hoping for a burst of enlightenment as to the coolest present to get your boyfriend. Advice is appreciated. Ink filling device has been purchased and installed. Currently blogging. Journal to follow and plenty of sleeping done.

I guess I haven't done all that badly. I'm just grumpy because I've got a head cold and I hate being sick. Besides, I can't be sick now. There's drinking to be done in just a few days! Stupid cotton wool brain.

Anyway, today while I was on the tram coming back from town I was eavesdropping on a conversation between a 22yr old arts student (she's studying ancient greek myth and dragons according to the conversation and the books she was holding) and her 9-11yr old sister. They were talking about keeping diaries and how you can read them in the future and remember past events and thoughts. I guess I wonder what it is that drives us to write down our thoughts, ideas and memories. I have a blog (or two if you want to be picky), a paper journal (black, unlined) and a group journal. The paper journal is for me and me alone. It is my attempt at writing without self-censorship. It's a safe haven for my thoughts and feelings that are too raw for me to be able to share with anyone. My blog(s) are for me but they're also for my friends. I like being able to share my day with my friends. Particularly as I work silly hours and never seem to be able to catch up with them. Even with all these forms of diary/journal keeping, I'm still not sure what it is that drives me to keep them. I think it's largely to do with my inability to sort out my thoughts just in my head. I've always found it easier to put them on paper and then it seems to make sense. I think it's also because I like to write and it's nice to share that with other people.

Dinner and my ever wonderful boyfriend are calling.

Leaving on a jet plane

We're going away! After years of talk, we're actually going overseas. Gene's still sorting out the details as to when we're getting back (my guess is mid-June some time) but we're off on the 15th-ish of May. Can you tell this is a last minute thing?

In other exciting news, we'll be moving our house into storage. Donations of cardboard boxes are accepted. Currently books (and graphic novels), DVDs and the X-Box are going to the Nic(k)s. We're going to look at everything else and it'll either go into a box or round the corner to the Brotherhood bins.

That's right kids, it's all happening here!

We're heading to Singapore & Tokyo and then back to Melbourne via Hong Kong (apparently for an hour stopover so we're looking forward to touring the airport). I'm very excited (as is Gene) as we've never been to Japan before and it's been a dream for quite some time.

'Tis the year to be travelling. We're looking into going overseas again later in the year. It's just a matter of saving money, or winning the lottery. What's this I hear about having to actually buy a ticket to do that?

Anyway, must run away and do some knitting before I have to pack it all away.

Never was good at this game

Each player of this game starts with six weird things, unknown facts or habits about you...... People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own (or respond in a message or something!) and state six weird things or habits, and state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose six people to be tagged, list their names & leave a comment that says, "you are tagged", & tell them to come read your blog. No tag backs......

1- I squeeze the toothpaste from the bottom of the tube. (Not too neurotic about other people doing it, but I'll always "fix" it up otherwise... It's just more economical - no really)

2- My boyfriend's uncle is "Mr Adult Themes & Sexual References" from SBS

3- Usually just before I cut my hair short I buy several different hair accessories that require long hair.

4- Organising things for other people isn't a problem, but organising my life is.

5- I love people but I generally don't like big group things.

6- I love getting all gothed up, but just never seem to do it outside of the house any more.

I am going to tag Naomi, Lisa, Nick, Nic, John John and Sai
Mainly because these are the only people I personally know with blogs...