Movember

Yes, the dreaded day approaches. Soon men all over town will be sporting the beginnings of unsightly mos all over the upper lip and there's bugger all we can do to stop it. In fact, it seems that the sillier the better... And it's only a matter of time before the girls get involved too.

Procrastination blog

Today I am feeling very lazy. But I have heaps of work to do. I kind of took a break after working so hard on my last few essays and now I am struggling to get back in the habit of thinking about writing again. But next weekend I am off to Canberra to hang out with my best buddy who I haven't seen for MONTHS. Good times await. So I have to clear up everything so I can relax and enjoy myself. But I am feeling lazy so still nothing much is getting done.

Oh, and now it is raining. Bugger.

Last night I saw a film called Eastern Promises (I think), about the Russian mafia in London. It was a good story - although the ending was a bit fairyland. It was nice to watch a well-made something that is just a story without an agenda. Or, if there was one I missed it enough that it doesn't bother me! Another thing I did last night was attend a gallery opening for some painter or other - Darryl someone... That was a first for me, and I enjoyed it heaps. Not because I'm suddenly interested in art, or want to pretend I am, but because of the free stuff! Red, white, sparkling wine, a HUGE cheese. Seriously, it was a piece of Brie about as big as... I'm trying to think of something that size... basically it was a family sized pizza - but it was cheese. !! Vegies with dips and a bowl of strawberries. There was this one guy, an elderly Asian man, who ruined the strawberries for everyone else by digging right down to the bottom with his possibly (and seemingly) unwashed hands to find the one particular strawberry that was worthy of him. Nice one matey! So I basically stocked up on cheese, ate my quota of animal protein for the week and laughed at artsy types with their peculiar clothing and manic glasses. I spotted a man in a black skivvy and I was done - a complete art event experience.

After stuffing me with cheese and wine and laughing at me for being so excited about free food my companion decided to delve further into the complexities of being me by asking me to explain exactly and precisely why watching a movie is about 17th on my list of Stuff I Like To Do. Needless to say he was left not a little dissatisfied with my meandering reply but with the distinct impression that the evening he had planned out for us was now going to be marred somewhat by its inclusion of Film Watching which I had just proclaimed to be "lonely and dull". But it was all good in the end. I'm not ANTI film, I'm just having a period of being less than enthused about it all. And I did, as I said above, enjoy the movie we saw anyway. But the whole situation was somewhat typical of those I find myself in constantly. Like when I was 13 and went overseas with my grandparents and my great-aunt was kind enough to buy me some books to read on the plane. Although instead of saying "Here, bought you some books." She first asked me "Do you like Goosebumps?" (kiddie thriller series by RL Stine which was all the rage for a while in the 90s among primary school students). I said "No, they're crap". Well, possibly I didn't use those words, but the gist was that I thought they were for kids at a reading level much below mine and didn't get much out of them. "Oh dear" she says, and pulls out from a bag three Goosebumps books which she had just bought for me! Uncomfortable much?

Well, it wasn't quite as uncomfortable last night because by now we're well used to dealing with my foot in mouth, it's not the first time and won't be the last. Actually the first time was quite hilarious; Bloke asks, "What's been your biggest fashion faux pas?", I ponder for a while and then decide then say, "possibly the double denim look I had for a while" - then look at my interlocutor - he's wearing double denim. Brilliant! So we continued on for a Greek meal with dips and some yummy eggplant number. Hmmmm. And wine, of course ;) It was a lovely evening.

Ah, the weekend arriveth.

And another week goes by... They just slip past so quickly now. Last night I had a dinner party! Well, it wasn't anywhere near as fancy as it sounds, but people came to my house and we ate and drank (some more than others) and were merry. I am left with vast amounts of food in my house which is one of the great things about hosting an event.

Home stuff

The flowers I received which brightened up my room for a week and then not so much for another week when I was too lazy (and sentimental) to throw them away.

Here are my tomato plants - can't remember if I posted a photo of them like I said I would. Actually now they are huge compared to this shot, and the one in front has since died. Well, perhaps died is too strong a word; it has ceased to grow. The leaves at the bottom have all turned yellow and curled up and it looks pretty sick alright! But the other three have continued upwards and outwards and now have little green balls on them that look like baby tomatoes!! heheee.

Here is a picture of the chest of drawers that I procured from the side of the road a month ago or so. How fabulous!