Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Update. They've accepted our offer on the upstairs apartment. We're in!

We' re relieved and excited. But now I'm a bit scared. What if it takes us ages to sell the house? I don't know anything about bridging finance.

Trying to stay positive. I know everything works out OK, eventually.

Another stage in our lives begins...
It can't be true that Sam on Supernatural is dead.

Why do they have to play with our minds and emotions like that?
Sydney Swans.

What the fuck?!
OK, I think we're moving to the third floor. Same building. Same apartment (tiny bit smaller). Same everything just a bit higher, vertically speaking.

Hoping to hear back from the agent today with a definite YES.

This real estate stuff is driving me nuts and we've only been doing it for a few days. I am so NOT a wheeler and dealer. I hate this shit. I just want things to be black and white, yes or no.

In other news our house is a complete train wreck as we prepare it for sale. The front rooms were painted yesterday and as such furniture is piled hapahazardly all over the house, books and nick nacks are in a state of chaos, some packed and stored in our newly rented self storage space, others in boxes ready for Saturday's garage sale.

I don't want to paint too detailed a picture, it's too bloody depressing. I am just hoping all goes to plan and we'll be looking back upon all this anxiety and mess with a giggle in about 3 months time.
Also, in BB news. I love Zach. He's now my favourite and I want him to be my gay boyfriend SO BAD! Rob from last year's BB, you're history. You may be 80s hip and have an acid tongue but Zach is so much camper and cuter and funnier.

It's so not fair! Why can't Zach be my gay boyfriend!!!
Ding dong the other witch is dead! Well, the warlock actually. Andrew is gone from BB, another sour character who took himself way too seriously.

I liked him to begin with but towards the end he was doing my head in.

[The little voices in my head are telling me that I hate Emma and Andrew so much because they are somewhat like moi! NOOOOOOO! Say it isn't so.]

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

I'm a bit scared to actually write this but... there is a good chance we will be moving... into a waterfront apartment. It's a fabulous apartment we saw a few months ago but put out of our minds because of the price tag. Some things have changed and it may be a possibility.

I have always wanted a waterfront apartment. A dream. Given, this one isn't on Sydney Harbour but we can work our way towards that. It is on the Parramatta River and we would have our very own shipwreck right outside our huge entertainment deck.

Anyway too anxious and crazy to go into more details right now. So much to do and think about.

Stay tuned for more info.

Here's a sneak peak if you're interested. My new home?
I used to listen to the youth station Triple J but these days, having well and truly become an old[er] person, I find the music incomprehesible rubbish and the talk... well, more incomprehesible rubbish. Which is why the non-denominational mystical entity in the sky must have been looking down upon me when I was driving to work last week and pressed the Triple J preset for a second. What was playing? The gorgeous Regina Spektor ofcourse. So I stopped by to listen and was rewarded by news of her upcoming concert tour of Oz in July.

The pre-sale started that very morning and very soon after I was the proud owner of 2 Regina Spektor tix for 11 July. Happy happy joy joy! Can't wait to hear her sweet voice live and in person in only a few short weeks (how refreshing for concert tix to go on sale only a month before a show, mostly I buy tickets 6, 7, 9 months in advance - the promotor hangs onto my hard-earned and I live in danger of loosing tickets which must hang on my fridge for months on end).

I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind
All of these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music

And it breaks my heart

Monday, June 11, 2007

Ding Dong The Witch Is DEAD!! Whooppee. Well, she may not be dead but she's been evicted and that's the Big Brother equivalent.

Emma has been evicted and all is well in my BB universe.

The cherry(ies) on last night's cake were the two new intruders - Michelle (the pint-sized female equivalent of Travis) and Zach (the campest camp camper you're ever likely to see - he makes corsets for a living and wore one underneath his spiffy white suit, all of which he sewed with his own fair hands). [ I loved last year's camp offering Rob. I so wished (and continue to wish) that he was my gay boyfriend.]

Oh Joy! Bring on the new BB dynamics - now that the evil witch is gone I'm hoping for something bigger and better in there - and hoping that my hoping is not in vain but fearing (going by many years of past experience) that it is.

Friday, June 08, 2007

I have been too bored with Big Brother to post much about it. Of course I've been watching it religiously but it really is just a bad habit and while it's better for my health than smoking or drinking (if we're talking bad habits) but it's not great for my mental health.

Most of the people on BB make me yawn.

Currently only two inspire strong(ish) feelings of any kind.

1) Travis. He's fan-bloody-tanstic. He's a walking Australian-isms dictionary and everything that comes out of his mouth needs to be recorded into some sort of time capsule of Australian language. While I would certainly kill myself if I had to live with someone who spoke like that all the time, I eagerly await his pearls of wisdom each night. Travis to win!!

2) Emma. I want her to die. Painfully. Immediately, if not sooner.

More than enough said about BB. Bring on Friday Night Live.
Sign #427 that the world is simply, unarguably mad:

Australia shamed on IR blacklist

Words fail me. But this helps:


Friday, June 01, 2007

According to this fount of knowledge! Carbon Credits seem to be worth AU$23 per tonne. Whatever the fuck that means?!

I wonder how much the Martians will be paying for their Carbon Credits?

My dad has suggested the next Labor Party recuits from the ABC will be Bananas in Pyjamas.

I haven't laughed so hard for ages.
The "design" of my last entry is thanks to NEW Blogger.

Thanks for nothing Blogger.