Sunday, May 3, 2009

who are you, what have you done?

Hello, my lovely lady lumps.

I sit at my kitchen table. It is flippin' cold. Sure, it's no comparison to the icy Arctic, but this unexpected cold is really biting at this midnightly hour. Melbourne today was glorious. Not a cloud dans le sky, and it was warmer outside than in the house.
On the table are fresh flowers, and lots of wine. Kathleen celebrated her 21st on friday night which included many merry-making and fun times. It's nice meeting all of these people as most of them I have heard so much about (to their detriment, no doubt) yet have never seen. College gossip tends to hang around years after its creation.

Some of my Dong friends have been down for the past couple of nights which has been swell. It's very different playing host to more than one when I've not played host for quite some time. Back up at home was easy to play host, but here it is harder- mainly, there are not many people who I'm able to play host to.

I have started doing some volunteering at La Mama. I called up one day, hoping for the best but expecting the worst, and I got invited in the next day. I'm mainly doing ticketing, which is dandy, and is keeping me occupied. I have so much respect for the place and the people here and all of the writers/ directors/ actors/ sound technicians come into the office and be cool, and they just exude amazingness and history and importance. I'm trying to soak it up, but I still feel on the outside- the nice volunteer who brings in the coffee. Maybe with time it'll make sense who everyone is and I can find out more about them. All I know is that they are quite mystifying.

I also had an afternoon batch of employment today at the football. It was very nice. Easy work, happy clients, you know the dealio.

Tonight I've been looking at the documents I need to do in order to get me overseas. Visas, travel insurance, TESOL courses, more. It's all new to me so I guess I'll be learning pretty quick smart. I'm filling out a police check as we speak and it is very particular. Grug.

It's probably my bedtime now.
I endeavoured to play music and read my book tonight, except jobhunting took a good long time. Then researching my travels. And then lappy being demandingly slow. Meh, tomorrow.

I think I have saggy eyes now.

Bonne nuit.
xo thoia.

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