Funky day today

It *seems* like today is going to be a funky day - it's only 11:30 now.

No phonecalls from hbbm so far, I issued the minutes, I'm currently waiting for an invoice to arrive before I can get it approved and send off the batch of invoices. I've done my filing, so that means I can pretty much relax. I'll ask a colleague if he has filing for me to do.

Right now I'm listening to Galaxy Bounce (Chembros!) AWESOME!

What is news. Tonight we're going Xmas shopping. It's insane. Schools close on Friday, when the hell are people supposed to go shopping? The malls are going to be MAD this weekend because it's a weekend, it's just after payday and SCHOOLS WILL HAVE JUST CLOSED!! So we're going to try get all of our shopping done tonight and tomorrow evening.

The oven is now hooked up (had to get an electrician in to install it), and G and I made stuffed rolls last night! Very yum! The oven works!!!!!

Saturday is M's kitchen tea and J's bachelors. I don't know what is happening at the kitchen tea, I've had no info at all from M's sis who is a bridesmaid and who seems to be organising it. My sis who is also a bridesmaid hasn't been given any info either, much to her annoyance. Anyway, I've sent M's sis an sms to ask what's going on and haven't had a reply yet.

Sunday we're going to mow. Hopefully we can get some plant pots, potting soil and stuff like that cos I wanna plant some flowers! We have sunflower seeds and cosmos seeds and I'm dying to plant them! I also wanna plant some little flowers, like pansies and stuff around the garden. Maybe some carnations or something else. The bed looks a bit bare in between the existing plants, maybe some nice flowers in there would go well. Ahhh so exciting! I can't wait to spend some time relaxing in the garden. I think we may just be able to nowadays.

I might have mentioned the meeting with the neighbours. Since then, things have quietened down incredibly. It's wonderful. We are so much more rested now. Everything's happier now because of it.

The weather outside is gorgeous. I wish I wasn't at work today - I'd far rather be able to be somewhere else, relaxing, walking on the beach or something *sigh*

Today is payday - my salary should be in tomorrow. YAY... can pay G off for the clothes I got. YAY.

I can't think of anything else to put in this blog post even though there is so much going on hehe. We now have a rough timeline for our big Move. G's co is giving him a 2 year contract so he'll finish in March 2010. Hopefully he can negotiate (around that time) that he can leave earlier, then we can already apply for the visa and arrange everything before then. But regardless. We should be moving mid-2010! So exciting! That gives us time to arrange all our other stuff before moving. Like changing my name after we get married. Getting a new passport, new ID, etc etc etc. Next year entails wedding plans and learning to drive (and hopefully doing a drivers test and passing!!).

Eeeeek!!!!!!!! so much to do and plan and so much excitement. Oh and also I'm considering putting my CV out... a change might do me good!

Right now I'm starving

SuperG is making supper, and it smells so good my stomach is aching with hunger!!

I'm going to study after supper - I signed up on an online testing site, I'm not doing too badly. I'm going to check how much I've retained and study some more.

This weekend was rather eventful! Friday evening we had Synd, felt like I hadn't seen the gang for a LONG time. Saturday morning was hell, being woken up at about 5:45 by the brat (as you can tell from my previous post).

Saturday afternoon and evening we didn't do very much. It was nice to relax and spend time just being us, not doing any stuff. We got Mr Delivery to make supper - I had a seafood pasta and G had Chinese.

The entire time I'd been dreading the "meeting", with the neighbours who have been causing such trouble. Sunday morning we actually got to sleep really late and peacefully.

BRB need to eat!!

Ok back... YUM!!

The meeting was actually alright... found out that they'd got emails regarding the noise from what I am guessing is the board... and that it was the woman's sister who was so unbelievably rude the door-slamming time, and other stuff. It was good to actually sit down and be in a room with the other person and stuff. We'll see.

We went shopping after that ......... SHOPPANGGGGGGGGGGGGG!

Got a CUTE lawnmower, a gardenvac and a weedeater (I put most of the lawnmower together - they were "ready to assemble" toys hehe).

Then we went to the main mall in the area and I went to find shoes... G tagged along *hug*

The first shop I went into, I found shoes. They were so comfy I didn't want to take them off. Then we strolled around in that shop and I found a SALE SECTION! A coupla racks which were sale items. Mostly size 8 of everything, but I found 3 nice tops and a cool pair of jeans. So a rather fruitful trip to the mall. We had supper afterwards, some yum steaks!

Straight after we got home we sat down and unpacked the lawn goodies hehe!

Hbbm's out of the office until Friday! Yay! Ipod time!

I took some photos of Dude earlier, he's such a cute little clown!

GOOD MORNING *insert twitching, forced smile here*

Hi everyone.

As you may (or may not) notice, I'm blogging on a Saturday morning (I was going to say "far earlier than I usually do" but then noticed blogger's timestamps are seriously wonky - there is no way in hell I'd be up at 3:20am blogging even if I did have something urgent to say). "Why?", you may ask. For a list of reasons:

a) we have a neighbour

b) the neighbour is a moron

c) the neighbour has a child

d) the child is a moron

e) the child has tantrums every morning from 6am (yes including weekends)

f) the neighbour DOES NOTHING to stop the tantrums

g) the child drags or pushes (does it matter??) his furniture around on the tiled floor as part of his performance

h) the child bashes things (probably furniture) against the walls as part of his performance

i) the child scrapes things along the walls as part of his performance

j) the child bangs things which sound like bowling balls or bricks on the tiled floor as part of his performance

k) the child wails and screams and whines loudly as part of his performance

l) a tantrum performance such as detailed above can go on from anything like 15mins to 2.5hours

m) once you have been woken up by something like this which is a shock to your system, you are not likely to fall asleep again

n) after a while of persevering in bed, tossing and turning and sighing and CURSING like hell, you can't stay in bed anymore

o) since you can't play music loudly or make your own noise (because of complaints from OTHER neighbours, who actually are very nice) to drown out that bastard unwanted shit son-of-a-bitch child, you have to sit quietly in the lounge ENJOYING the performance from below it

p) you then have to decide whether you are going to:

i) find a knife and slit your wrists,
ii) run out into the street and beat up random litterboxes (or dirtbags),
iii) find a spade, knock on their door and use spade to kill aforementioned neighbour plus child,
iv) use aforementioned spade to bash your way through the wall and kill the aforementioned neighbour plus child,
v) use your head to bash through wall and spew blood on aforementioned neighbour plus child before you kill them with aforementioned spade or knife which you unsuccessfully used to slit your wrists,
vi) anything else which comes to mind once you have happened upon that merry colour red which appears before your eyes.

Mood: can 't tell what it is

It's raining

Why?

My CDs arrived... "Emmerdale" and "Life" by the Cardigans and "Breach" and "Tainted Love: Mating Calls and Fight Songs" by Shivaree. G's parcel also arrived - 5 PSP games: Exit 2, Lumines II, Wipeout Pure, Mercury Meltdown and Need for Speed Carbon. I haven't played all of them, but N4S is cool, Exit2 is hard.

The weekend was pleasant enough.

Why the hell am I reciting my timetable for the weekend past?

My damn bird died!

Budbud, Porkalork, Fatboy. Today.

He'd been sick again, with the usual bronchitis that he kept getting. Mom had taken him to the vet and was treating him with the medicine they gave her. He was chatting and fine and perky... then he was wobbly and went to the cage floor and crouched and stumbled around. Then he was dead.

Mom's extremely upset because he was basically my echo after I moved in with G. When we visited, it was so sad to see him all depressed. I wanted to take him to our new place, but Dude might have caught the same infection.

Miserableness...

Weekend time again!

Boy am I glad it's weekend! Well, almost weekend. Still 1hr and 45mins to go *sigh*.

We've postponed Syndicate tonight - everyone is just so exhausted these days and M is recovering from flu. Tomorrow morning I want to sleep late. Tomorrow evening we're going to a party, so the afternoon we have free to do other stuff. I wanna go price security gates, so that when the owners come on Sunday, we can sit down with them and give them prices and stuff, even if they pay us back over a few months at least our stuff is safe. The security gate that's there is just ridiculous.

Yesterday after work, we got home to find the back doors wide open again, with papers blowing out as we got in the front door. It was hellishly windy yesterday, and I know for a fact that the latch has been up the entire time, the door rattling in the wind must have caused it to work its way down. G "fixed" the lower latch (the little guiding part for the actual latch just snapped off - he was trying to straighten it because it was blocking the latch from going all the way down into the floor - so essentially it "broke" but it works so it's "fixed"). Poor Dude had been left to fend for himself the whole day... luckily no cat had come into our garden and found the doors open and a little dude all vulnerable!

Today has been pretty busy, but it's alright.

I'm going to the doc on Tuesday afternoon - to have my heartburn checked out. I'm tired of having heartburn more often than I don't have it. I feel so lethargic and weakly lately and I really want to know why!

I'm so impatient to go home now... I ordered CDs online about two weeks ago, and they arrived first thing this morning. I'm DYING to play them ASAP!!!

I can't wait to go home and just relax. Sit out in the garden, listen to the outside air, enjoy relaxing OUTside for a change. I wish work would end early on a Friday, because when you go home at 5, the sun's already going down and there's no chance to enjoy yourself outside. If we could leave just 2 hours earlier, it'd make such a difference.

1hr and 10mins to go.

So so tired *rant alert*

I am so tired.

Exhausted.

I'm so tired of this BITCH next door. I am seriously going to go MAD, waking up every goddamn morning to her FUCKING high heels CLACKING all over their BLOODY TILED FLOORS!!!!!!!!

But right now, it exhausts me. I am TIRED of being PISSED OFF every morning. I'm TIRED of HAVING TO THINK about that bitch. Tired of THINKING about her FIRST THING IN THE MORNING!! Having to LISTEN to her and WONDERING what the hell is wrong with her.

I'm TIRED of even LOOKING AT G with an "I hate that bitch" expression on my face. I'm tired even of feeling that way and trying NOT to show it.

I'm tired of waking up with her noise, and then not wanting to go to the loo even though I need to go, cos then she might hear the loo flushing and feel glad that her NOISE WOKE ME UP!!!!!!!

I'M TIRED of having this SHIT to COMPLAIN about. But who, honestly, wouldn't be fed up with this?

I am SO TIRED!!

Reslisnis

It is nearing the end of the year. It's nearly midway through November, and I feel so restless, being stuck in the office with nothing much to do. There's so much I could be doing at home. Doing NOW so that the end of the year (when the office is closed) isn't so insanely hectic and busy. It's hardly a holiday if all you're doing is rushing around busy all the time.

The owners of our place are visiting on Sunday to pick up post and stuff. I'm looking forward to it, we're going to chat about the neighbours who are retards...

But now I want to tidy the place up in preparation. I don't want them to get a bad impression of us and think we aren't looking after the place. We're going to get rid of the junk we've been meaning to, gonna get the moldy jackets+bags+blanket+mat washed, possibly put the curtains up in the bedroom (but that entails buying and putting up a curtain rail - no hurry though so probably won't).

There's so much stuff I want to be doing right now, and being at work isn't one of them. I'd far rather be sorting through stuff at home, or mowing the lawn, or planting seeds and stuff.

Apparently the typist is wanting to retire in Aug 2009. I'm going to leave before her. I do not want to take over from her when she leaves, I'm not insane. It's actually good timing, then, because it will be around then that we would be preparing to leave for Aus. So much planned, such a lot of things going on, all waiting for things to happen first! hehehe SO IMPATIENT!

Warpony is HOME!

WARPONY :D finished,and stabled ;)



We fetched him on the way home from work yesterday, brought him home. Put him on the wall straight away. G tried to hammer a nail into an existing hole in the wall, and straight away, the retard bitch next door starts knocking on the wall too. Basically copying whatever knocking G was doing. The nail didn't work so we tried a different one, (and the bitch knocked more), so then we tried one of those hanging things which have 3 little nails and a plastic hook. That worked.

I just CANNOT believe how goddamn childish that bitch really is. I mean HONESTLY. Why knock on the wall because we're putting a picture up? GROW UP!

Retard!

I am seriously wondering about the bitch next door. I am so close to knocking on her door and asking her how old she is because she behaves like a 7 year old.

Basically, they've been making noise each and every weekday morning at 6:45. Snotball brat has a tantrum or something banging furniture against the walls and stuff (not as bad as that Sunday a few weeks ago - but it still startles you awake), so I put a note in their letterbox asking that it please stop.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

Yesterday afternoon, we'd just got home from work and I think she had too. She slammed her front door for good measure. Then, when we just got into our place, the kid was outside WAILING and screaming and crying. I looked out the back door and it looked as if she had put him against the fence between our place and theirs, and went inside leaving him outside, to make him scream. He was screaming while standing and looking towards their window near to him. Then, as if nothing was wrong, he stepped away and went back into the house.

Ahh, and then this morning. BANG bang bang. The bitch was evidently pointedly banging things against the adjoining wall, on purpose (this was DEFINITELy on purpose). At 6:20. Followed by more noise basically up til they left at around 7 or so. The entire time, she clacked around in high heels all over their tiled floor. I seriously doubt that she had a reason to go up and down the stairs so many times in succession.

What the fuck is wrong with her? We don't do anything to make noise or disturb anyone else. If we're in the garden, we don't TALK LOUD so that every tom dick and harry can hear us, yet they do. We don't SMOKE so that it goes into THEIR LOUNGE. We don't SLAM DOORS, we don't STAMP around, we don't play loud music, we don't slam the goddamn car doors in the morning. And you know what... IT'S NOT HARD!!

It is NOT HARD to actually CONSIDER other people. Even just a tiny bit. It is NOT HARD.

Moronic Monday

Not as bad as that but still a nuisance.

I logged into my medical aid online account, and it seemed like they were about to have another attempt at the debit order. I immediately got on the phone with them and held for ages. The callcentre moron was not very keen to put me through, asking me what the problem was so I explained. She said my benefits were suspended due to nonpayment. I said I'd emailed and she said "we received your email it will be attended to during the week" (unacceptable... they'd be trying my bank account repeatedly, costing me quite a bit of cash). I asked about the bank fee and she kinda went um... so I asked to be put through to the financial dept and she asked me to hold and put me through to the switchboard. Asked there for financial dept, got put through and it got cut off. I tried again. Explained the story once more, to another callcenre clown who also couldn't help. Eventually I got through to someone in finance, who also couldn't help so I spoke to their senior. This lady was more than happy to help, she listened to my story and said she'd sort out the refunding of the bank charge. As for my details, I just have to fax through a bank statement to prove that the bank account is mine, essentially verifying the change. She also updated my details (other than the bank account details) while I was on the phone. She explained that the system is not supposed to allow changes in banking details and they have to get their IT dept to rectify that, but I had firmly said that nowhere did it say that I had to back up my changes with anything in writing.

Aaaaaaaaaanyway, I just logged into my online medical aid thing, and it shows the new updated details which she had changed. It also, bafflingly, shows my updated bank details which I had updated in the first week of October! I quickly copied and pasted the page into MS Word and emailed it through, as added emphasis that I HAD made the changes and that nowhere on the page did it say I had to send any verification through.

Anyway, it's all dealt with, I just hope that they sort it out promptly so that my benefits aren't disrupted.

*sigh*! Such a HASSLE. I'm not really looking forward to the whole mess when I have to change my name with everyone!

New beebees

I seem to be on an exciting roll - at least when it comes to "at home/getting things" things. My CDs should be arriving later this month, Warpony should be ready by Wednesday, and today I got some marbled hatchetfish (oh and 3 apple snails and some plants). These little guys are so adorable. They are such skinny things, with very deep bodies. Basically all they really do (for now I guess) is "hang out" right by the water surface. They're not gasping for air, they're just chilling. A few of the other brats were intrigued and inquisitive about them, trying to grab a nibble on them a little but they're all rather peaceful and don't seem to mind each other at all. The congos are definitely the hugest of the gang, basically double the size of the others.

Here is a pic of a marbled hatchetfish, from Badmanstropicalfish.com:



If anyone is looking for a framer who has reasonable prices and attentive, friendly service, I recommend Galerie de Lyons. I am very impressed with them. I will post a pic of Warpony as soon as he comes home.

I am not impressed with my medical aid (health insurance). I changed my bank account details with them pretty much in the first week of October. I did this online and their system said 'change accepted, pending'. It has said this up until yesterday. Somehow, their system never updated my details and they tried to take off money from my old account which by chance still happens to be open (I was intending to close it today but now I have to wait until this mess up has been sorted out). The bank obviously charged me an "insufficient funds" fee. I am so annoyed. I gave them PLENTY of time to change my details in time for the new month's payment. But no, they stuffed up. Hell even our accountant screwed up this month, she FORGOT that I'd emailed her my new details and paid my salary into that old account. (yeah whatever, she gives me grief about stuff and yet forgets stuff... pot calling kettle black whatever blabla). Anyway, it's been such a hassle. I just hope that the medical aid doesn't stop my benefits because of non-payment. If they do, MAN I'm going to be so angry. They've already taken half a year to pay something which they claimed there was no benefit for. I basically had to email them saying PAY IT DAMNIT! I asked them to pay it out of my "savings" account with them. Honestly, a scalpel ISN'T related to having a mole removed? What, the doctor used it to trim her potplants? Pfff.

Ok anyway, enough with the complaints. I'm sure I'll have more on Monday when I get a reply from my medical aid. Or if I don't get a reply... >.<

Dude has learnt to make drumtrack sounds. It is so cute. Random drum+cymbal sounds hehe. And when G or I make drumtrack sounds he will strut and prance around on the perch back and forth almost in time with the beat. He is such a cute little clown. He's also taken to doing the splits between his bell and the cagebars, getting right down like he's squatting and putting his ear to the bell as if listening to a track he's just recorded in the studio. It almost looks like he's a DJ in a club, mixing it up while keeping an ear to the record. It is SO funny, I have to somehow take a photo of him doing that. G and I laugh every time we see him like that. Sheer and utter concentration on the sounds in the bell.

Anyway, it is high time or bed time or something along those lines. *yawn* right, I'm off, sleep tight y'all.

Stupid day

I got to work this morning and immediately knew it was going to be one of those days. I hardly even got to sit down and boss dumped stuff on me. And then I jammed my thumb in the drawer.

It hasn't really improved. It's been busy again, which I spose has sort of made the day go past alright, but I've been doing those "fee accounts" again, basically invoices and a spreadsheet of invoices we've sent to the client. Those damn things always seem to have SOMEthing wrong with them and then I get snot from the accountant. Yay. Why am *I* doing those in the first place? She's the accountant, she does EVERYone else's accounts, why am I the only other person to do them? Cos my boss wants me to do them. YAY fuck off. I really don't give a crap, because *I*'m not the one who is a qualified accountant (or at least I'm assuming she is qualified). Whatever.

Anyway, yesterday was a busy day. Anyway, so today I'm upstairs making a hurried photocopy of a document for hbbm to deliver to someone and I basically walk into the typist and the accountant having a nice bitching session. Ok yes, I walked into the conversation/walked past it actually but they didn't stop while I was there. I was making the copy and they're basically saying stuff like when I'm busy with 1 or 2 things, hbbm takes work up to the typist, but when the typist's busy, does anyone help her... or like one of the guys came to ask her to do some work but she was busy so asked him to ask me and he said he had already and I don't know how to do that work and why is she the only one who can do that work... when like NO ONE has TAUGHT ME. Is that MY FAULT? You can't exactly get a "Idiot's guide" to that program.

Anyway, essentially a bitching session, including me in the topics of bitching. Yay. Gossip about me. Whatever. I'm really pissed off. Is it MY FAULT that "my" boss (and really, I'm NOT his PA, assholes!) dumps work on other people. He doesn't TELL me he's doing that, he never says a thing. He just says he's going upstairs to do some work with X, Y or Z. That's MY FAULT? It's MY FAULT that I don't know how to work in X program?

Whatever.

Went to the bank today, I just HAD to get out of this place. Updated my details yay that was fun.

What else is in store for me today? Do I want to know?