... and somehow it all worked out ok...
interesting day. well, kinda.
i am still recovering from even the idea of finally being finished this year, i just can't seem to get used to it. all a bit weird and new and wobbly. my sleeping still isn't back right, but at least i haven't been having dreams about getting my marks back. i spoke with barbs today and she said she had. it's good to realise that even though this was as hard as the HSC, it hasn't almost killed me like that did. the worst i got this year was bursting into random tears at little provocation, and even that only happened maybe twice.
so yeh anyway this was supposed to be an account of my day. at the moment, i am sitting down in my normal curled-up-comfortable-chiropractor-would-have-a-fit way, in my lovely antique chair, listening to the buena vista social club and thinking of singing. adam wants to get a carolling group together for this xmas, which i think is a great idea. i slept for a long time this morning, having stayed up most of the night reading ... i am once again chewing through books like they're going out of fashion. which is fun. being able to have the leisure to do that without feeling guilty. one thing that has been a strange effect of this last month or so has been that now i seem to have a bit more of an aversion to going out and seeing groups of people to what i did. not that i am a big one for crowds, but i am good at having fun. and it seems odd that now i am 'free' i am still hanging around lazing in bed and reading, rather than going out. although to be fair to me part of that is a fear of spending money i am no longer earning.
washing. lovely day. i sat out in the courtyard near the fish pond and read, and got some sun on my no-doubt vitamin D deficient skin. the cats were being all sun-drunk like they get, all stretchy and twisting around making love to your feet, the chair leg, the ground, anything they could smoodge their faces onto. i wouldnt mind being a cat. pretty sweet life really.
lots of buffy. nessa and i have reinstated that fine tradition of watching fuckloads of dvds when we're finished. i think we're both too happy and dumb right now to do much west wing, but buffy is hitting the spot. and they're all new episodes to me, too.
then a bit of WoW with greg wonderful greg. then theatresports, and compulsively checking my phone for updates on the honours drinks, but that seemed to fall through in the end. which is fine. i got to catch up with jimmy and scott and damon and alice and everyone. which is great. alice is one of my favouritest most lovely people who makes me unfailingly happy in the world :D
hopefully all this subtextual difficulty with me and adam is a passing thing. it should lift now that both of us are less stressed and unhappy.
and i have been feeling much more spontaneous (some might say reckless, but i say ha! to them. hear that?! HA!) of late also. and to that end, i am going to go out tomorrow and pay my tax return off at the post office, go into myer in the city and purchase a berlei bra, eat some more chocolate coated ginger, buy a few books. that kind of thing. sunday is the newtown fair too, which will be GREAT, and sarah and john are playing with the red sun band on the main stage, which is awesome. i am one of their original groupies, so i am naturally pleased to see them singing where tim friedman and the whitlams were playing last year!
and then next friday is *drumroll* THE CAT EMPIRE CONCERT! i swear, if kate bartlett comes with me like she said she would, i am going to force her to take me backstage after, and meet the band, and hopefully have felix's babies :D the voice of that man, *phew*
enough of silliness. enough of typing silliness, anyway.
ciao bella cara!
~fi fin
i am still recovering from even the idea of finally being finished this year, i just can't seem to get used to it. all a bit weird and new and wobbly. my sleeping still isn't back right, but at least i haven't been having dreams about getting my marks back. i spoke with barbs today and she said she had. it's good to realise that even though this was as hard as the HSC, it hasn't almost killed me like that did. the worst i got this year was bursting into random tears at little provocation, and even that only happened maybe twice.
so yeh anyway this was supposed to be an account of my day. at the moment, i am sitting down in my normal curled-up-comfortable-chiropractor-would-have-a-fit way, in my lovely antique chair, listening to the buena vista social club and thinking of singing. adam wants to get a carolling group together for this xmas, which i think is a great idea. i slept for a long time this morning, having stayed up most of the night reading ... i am once again chewing through books like they're going out of fashion. which is fun. being able to have the leisure to do that without feeling guilty. one thing that has been a strange effect of this last month or so has been that now i seem to have a bit more of an aversion to going out and seeing groups of people to what i did. not that i am a big one for crowds, but i am good at having fun. and it seems odd that now i am 'free' i am still hanging around lazing in bed and reading, rather than going out. although to be fair to me part of that is a fear of spending money i am no longer earning.
washing. lovely day. i sat out in the courtyard near the fish pond and read, and got some sun on my no-doubt vitamin D deficient skin. the cats were being all sun-drunk like they get, all stretchy and twisting around making love to your feet, the chair leg, the ground, anything they could smoodge their faces onto. i wouldnt mind being a cat. pretty sweet life really.
lots of buffy. nessa and i have reinstated that fine tradition of watching fuckloads of dvds when we're finished. i think we're both too happy and dumb right now to do much west wing, but buffy is hitting the spot. and they're all new episodes to me, too.
then a bit of WoW with greg wonderful greg. then theatresports, and compulsively checking my phone for updates on the honours drinks, but that seemed to fall through in the end. which is fine. i got to catch up with jimmy and scott and damon and alice and everyone. which is great. alice is one of my favouritest most lovely people who makes me unfailingly happy in the world :D
hopefully all this subtextual difficulty with me and adam is a passing thing. it should lift now that both of us are less stressed and unhappy.
and i have been feeling much more spontaneous (some might say reckless, but i say ha! to them. hear that?! HA!) of late also. and to that end, i am going to go out tomorrow and pay my tax return off at the post office, go into myer in the city and purchase a berlei bra, eat some more chocolate coated ginger, buy a few books. that kind of thing. sunday is the newtown fair too, which will be GREAT, and sarah and john are playing with the red sun band on the main stage, which is awesome. i am one of their original groupies, so i am naturally pleased to see them singing where tim friedman and the whitlams were playing last year!
and then next friday is *drumroll* THE CAT EMPIRE CONCERT! i swear, if kate bartlett comes with me like she said she would, i am going to force her to take me backstage after, and meet the band, and hopefully have felix's babies :D the voice of that man, *phew*
enough of silliness. enough of typing silliness, anyway.
ciao bella cara!
~fi fin
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