ToMorrow

Tomorrow I am making lemon meringue pie. I'm very excited. I'm also washing my hair, washing my clothes and being jolly. How's that for a plan aye!!

525,600 ways to ruin a film

Long time no blog! I've been quite busy I suppose. Did quite a few hours at Charlie's this week and had all my touch games on as well. The skies have cleared up so I've been able to walk in to work which is great. Sometimes at the end of the day there are doughnuts left which we can take home cos they only last one day so with the walking it all balances out nicely! I have been officially accepted into my course at uni which is pretty exciting. Gotta ring Centrelink and see if they'll let me have some youth allowance while I study... Things are pretty sweet at the moment because I am not paying rent so I've been putting away the equivalent amount each week, gotta save while I can. Last night I went out with my mate and had a few beers and a progressive dinner. Nachos at the Austral, a hot bun at the markets and dumplings at the Grace while watching an awful musical called Rent. I am seriously considering bumping Daredevil from it's position as number one on my Worst Film Ever list it was so bad. For a start they were just singing everything - do they know that people are allowed to talk in musicals? You don't need to sing it all, just every now and then! Secondly it was just a shit story with more cliches than you could poke a stick at. They were trying to say something about a lot of things, (mostly AIDS it would appear since they made every single character have the illness) and they got a bit confused and bascially ended up saying a whole bunch of crap that made no sense whatsoever and left me wishing they would all just hurry up and die so it could be over. Maybe I can make a new category and have Rent as Worst Musical and Daredevil can still be Worst Film because I'm not ready to determine that Colin Farrel's Bullseye character was any less ridiculous than the lesbian's Cow Jumped Over the Moon protest song... The most prominant song in Rent is a vomit worthy number about how to measure a year of life (or 525,600 minutes as they were fond of saying). Apparently we should measure it in L---O-------------------V-E!!

I can't recall

There are regular nutjobs at my work. They come in every day and be nuts at us. Usually we give them some kind of discount as well. I have no idea why, presumably to encourage them to bring more nutters with them next time? I don't like regulars. They always think everyone can read their mind. They saunter up to the counter and nod at us and that's supposed to be an order? Sometimes they'll introduce themselves but that's even worse because then you are expected to remember not only them but what they eat and drink the next time.

Current status: gainfully employed!

OK, so I have a job, I have a few shifts under my belt, if not cash to prove it. It's all a bit interesting at Charlie's. For a starters I have to go on a 2 month probabtion period during which they are going to pay me cash under the table and I get paid a pittance. Hoorah! God knows why I have to be on probabation, I guess nobody trusts anybody to do the job they say they will any more. The place gets quite frantic at times and it's all a bit overwhelming suddenly having to use my brain again for such things as the prices for coffees and sandwiches. Today I just made up a few prices - can't expect me to memorise the whole board in one day! They really should update and get a register with all the food on it so I don't have to know the prices of everything in the shop off by heart - I might need those memory cells for something important and more pertinent to my life later on! Found $2 on the floor today while sweeping up though, can't go wrong. It's nice to be busy again though. The days go faster and I am sleepy at sleepy time.

Other exciting news; I will be house/cat/turtle sitting for a mate from the end of the week so will be residing in the Oh-so-close to the city Unley for a month. I'm rapt about it and planning to move out into a place a similar distance from the city afterwards. Yeah, forward movement!!

Bobbie Bobster

Last night was quite fun! Saw Bob Evans at the Gov. I don't really know his music but my friend insisted that it was quite easy to get along with, and it was. Apparently he gets mixed up with Josh Pyke a lot - not really sure why. I've seen Josh Pyke perform live too and they're very different, not only in appearance but vocally. Bob is a lot more nasal live than you'd expect by listening to his CD. His warm up act was a South African fellow called Farrell Pusskin (I think, it is quite an unusual name and I'm not sure if I have the spelling and everything right! He was tops though, told a few funnies about meeting Missy Higgins in SA and was generally quite charming. My friend spent the whole time demanding that he speak more so she could listen to his accent... Apparently the South African accent holds some irresistable appeal for her, much like most people crane their necks to see who's being loaded into an ambulance, she cannot stop listening. We had several drinks but wound it up pretty early with a taxi ride home for which I owe my friend dearly I would say!

Another job...

Right-o. I am pretty sure I have a job this time... Went in and did a trial shift yesterday for 3 hours or so and the bloke was pretty happy with my table clearing/dishwashing skills. Actually it's really fun doing the dishes when all you have to do is stack the tray and shove it in a box for a few minutes! He wants me to be doing sandwich making etc eventually but didn't want to "overload" me by throwing me in the deep end. That's reason number 1 why I decided to take this one over the other cafe (which is still giving me the run around saying they're too busy to sort out the roster...), they are friendlier and there's just a nicer vibe there. So starting Tuesday I am working at Charlie's Cafe in the Central Markets. How tops is that location! I can do my shopping at the markets before work, or on my break. There is no Charlie though, how disappointing! Yay, I have shitkicker work!

Seafood and eat it!

I'm curious to know if anyone knows anyone who has, or has themselves, ever eaten at Barnacle Bill. I have lived 22 years in Adelaide and never known a single soul to eat there, work there, or to even suggest eating there! How is that place still running? Everyone knows someone who is involved in everything in Adelaide, it's just that kind of size, how is it that those who are choosing to dine at this restaurant are remaining incognito? As well they should since anyone who would contemplate eating at a fast seafood chain is someone who clearly places little value on their health. The sign I saw up there tonight proudly proclaimed Fresh Oysters Only $6.95! Brilliant, for less than the cost of a return bus trip into town I can void my digestive system of every trace of food consumed since last week. Bargainous!

Foot covers

OK, as promised; Shoe Pictures! I'm NOT a shoe person, let's just clarify that. I am not someone who needs to go looking into every shoe store I pass, in fact shopping in general usually gives me the shits, but I do enjoy having shoes that are a bit different and I was just in the mood for indulging that side of me today.

How sad does my purse look now though!!

Limbo

Cheers for the poached egg instructions! I will have a crack tonight I reckon... get it, "have a crack" of an EGG. Hahaa, I amuse me so much. Today was another lazy day at the shops. Accidentally purchased 2 pairs of shoes. Will take photos and add to blog later - has been a while since photos have been up here. Friday I am going to see Bob Evans at the Gov so perfect op to get some new shoes out. Today it is NOT raining! How amazing. If the dry spell continues tomoz I may get my bike out and head into town to get my legs moving. Since they cancelled touch last night because the fields were soggy I am itching to get the blood moving about. How annoying was THAT. I spent all day looking forward to running around and then they cancelled it. Don't they realise that for some people getting out of the house for sport is the only highlight of their life? Instead I watched TV, and it was awful TV too. Have still not heard back from dodgy cafe in the city where I did my trial shift on Sunday. Bloke says "I'll put you on the roster tonight and call you tomorrow and let you know when you're working" then never calls! I rang this morning and he wasn't in so spoke to some woman who took my number and promised to check it out and call me back - still nothing. Man, this kind of shit pisses me off. Are they going to give me work because that's the impression I left with on Sunday - if not it's pretty poor form not to tell me cos I could be looking for something else right now instead of waiting for them to call. Maybe I'll just do that anyway. Disorganisation really shits me and clearly this place has a fair amount of it going on. Plus, I already spent my money on shoes! Gotta get it back soon!! Haha, that's so not a normal thing for me to do, usually I would be all sensible and save all my pennies until I knew I could afford something but I was heaps excited about the bargainous nature of my purchases. Anyway, I'm off to walk around outside before it gets too cold and dark...

Start Touching!

This evening is the first game of the winter season. Monday night is women's, Thursday mixed and Wednesday training. Scratchie on Sundays. Although yesterday I didn't go cos it was raining a lot, although not consistantly. Driving into town it would rain hard for a few k and then dry up and sunshine for a while before bucketing down again. I appreciate that we need rain, but can't it just rain over the dams? How am I supposed to run in my new bicycle when it's constantly wet? And no, riding in the rain is not an option for me, fairweather rider that I am. Definitely need to get at least a mudguard fitted before I'll try that cos having a back full of wet road grit is not fun. With the prospect of an income I have started making lists of things I Need and Want to purchase. Top of the Need List; Socks and undies - it just seems such a waste of money for those items so I never end up buying new ones but now my sock drawer has reached a critical condition. Top of the Want List; a warm jacket and some little boots - I know I did find boots in Japan, but they are really just comfy and really not gonna give me many points in the Well Dressed department come Saturday night.

Speaking of well dressed - a friend and I were at East Terrace Continental for brekkie on Sunday morning and were surrounded by young girls who must have been up at the crack of dawn creating their outfits. Is it reasonable to expect that everyone just agree to not make an effort before midday on a Sunday? No one's hair should be that high that early. But I must say, although they were flat out and we had to wait a very long time for our food with very empty tummies, ETC makes a damn good brekkie! I love poached eggs and since every time I try to make them I end up with white fluff floating on water and a little yellow nugget at the bottom of the pan, I take advantage of any opportunity to get em made by someone who can. Oh boy is bacon tempting at times like that though!

Pass it round

I may have a job! Yesterday arvo I went into a cafe on Pultney St and ended up with a trial shift for this evening. It's a pretty large cafe and seems like it may be quite busy which is good. The bloke said he can offer me "a hundred hours a week" if I want. Yeah, definitely wanna get some money under my belt. Clearly I'm hardly excited at the prospect of waiting tables again, but it is good money in the meantime.

Last night I went out for a meal at this Chinese restaurant in Gouger St. On the Chaser War on Everything they had a few minutes dedicated to bitching about waiters at cafes and restaurants who try and take your glass away before you've finished your drink. One of the blokes went out as a waiter and started taking people's drinks to see what reaction he would get. Obviously it ended quite badly with some bloke tipping the beer on him - but it happened to us last night. Bottle of red still on the table with red in it and our glasses were taken away! Thankfully we managed to retain one glass and polished off the red with that, but it's all a bit cheeky. The food was quite lovely though, I had salt & pepper eggplant, bit of rice. It's the kind of place where you really should just order a variety of dishes for the whole table to share though cos we all did end up with a whole plateof eggplant, or pork, or chicken each. Aussies are heaps precious about their food though, obviously it's not in our tradition to share plates and all that, but surely we can acknowledge that it's a good idea? Lots of people seem to have food envy, wanting what someone else has ordered anyway, why not share it all around?

Chilly

Maw, another Saturday. Last night I spent a very satisfactorily lazy evening watching DVDs and eating Indian at a mate's house. We watched 3 movies, one of which was a shocking kids movie. It was seriously bad, called The Thief Lord, yeah, dunno why that turned out to be a disappointment with a title like that! This morning I slept a little bit late and then spent an hour sulking about the weather being so cold. I took a really long shower, which I know is bad, but it is the only way I can get warm these days. Yesterday arvo I went to the Aquatic Centre in Nth Adelaide and did some laps and then just spent as long as I could without dying in the dry sauna getting warm! It felt so nice to feel completely warm and toasty all over. Bit expensive though, almost $6 just for one swim! Tonight I am supposed to be heading out for dinner with a friend and her group of mates, but frankly I feel a bit too cold for it. Short of wearing my trackie daks and big daggy jumpers out I will just freeze and it hardly seems worth it. How do people dress warmly AND well in winter? I don't know how it's done. If I look nice, I am freezing, and if I feel warm, I look like a homeless person who has just thrown on every item of clothing they own. Clearly I shouldn't have thrown my warm jacket out at the airport before I left Japan. I knew I would regret that! Can't afford to buy another one now and I really really need it! All cushiony and soft, it's hard to find jackets like that for only $50 here.

Ok, I'll stop whinging now and just be delighted that it's stopped raining long enough for me to get out of the house and run around. I've got that Cooped Up feeling.