Looks like Michael’s not sure whether he wants to leave the shop open while he’s away or not. So I might not need to mind it for him after all. Which… kinda sucks because it’d be sweet fun to hang out in that place all day, and the extra pocket money would be awesome. But I guess if it’s a no go, at least I won’t need to travel on public transport for 3 hours each day, or pay weekly rent to Kat so I can stay in Subiaco with her. I’m not sure what I’m hoping for, now.
Got my quiz night on with Rhi and Fiona again this week! And we came in second place after a huge comeback in the last two rounds. The highlight for me, though, was that for some reason we ended up changing our team name from the previous two quizzes, and called ourselves ‘The cold dead eyes of Steve Buscemi’. It amused us a lot, and possibly weirded out the guy running the quiz, so we might have to go for ‘the cold dead eyes of…’ another celebrity next time; I’m currently thinking Ryan Seacrest or Rhianna.
in case you need some encouragement today, IT’S ONE DAY CLOSER TO AUTUMN. one day closer to jeans and boots and scarves and sweaters and beautiful trees and frost on the grass and actually wanting to go outside and cooler temperatures and happiness.
Except that here in Australia it’s actually the first day of Spring, which means the opposite thing - brighter days and less comfortable clothes and the inevitable descent into the flaming fires of hell.
(I am not looking forward to Summer so much that I’m already upset about it.)
The man opposite me on the train is wearing very small shorts, and sitting with his legs spread obnoxiously wide. This is not the trip in to Perth I had planned.
Told myself I was going to work on cleaning up my room when I got back from pet-sitting at Rhi’s today. And yet I’ve been home for about five hours and have barely even looked at the space, let alone done anything to it. I wish I knew how to give myself the combined kick of motivation and energy that I need!
The days slide by
Should have done, should have done, we all sigh
Never thought I’d ever be so lonely
After such a long, long time
Time out of mind
We made mad love
And abandoned love
Accidentally like a martyr
The hurt gets worse and the heart gets harder