I hate

Today I feel very hateful.

It has been bloody busy all day. I was at work earlier than usual and I still didn't get to finish my oats. They went cold (as did my coffee but I gulped that down regardless) so I had to dump them in the bin.

It's basically just gone downhill from there.

I haven't had a break until now, 13:10 (no teabreak, hardly even a chance to breathe!)... the tealady buggered off somewhere so the receptionist had to stand in for her so I had to stand in for the receptionist! As if I wasn't busy enough. Hbbm kept dumping more and more things on me, rearranging their priority so I had to stop in the middle of things and do whatever he said I have to do right then.

I hate "receiving" corporate gifts. What it really is is that ppl deliver stuff at reception and she just dumps it on MY desk, regardless of the fact that is SAYS my boss's name. But I still have to get the joy of picking it up and moving it 1ft across onto his side of my desk, behind my computer monitor. It is NOT for me, don't put it on my keyboard/chair/desk!

I hate the way he is so disinterested in them. He gets a shitload of stuff every single year, and each time he gets anything, he's like "oh what must I do with THIS now...." "oh god, not another one" and stuff. He just takes it and puts it in his office. The one time, the receptionist had put a little paper bag of sweets and things on my desk, and I was (disbelieving) a little surprised thinking that maybe someone had got me something. Nope, it had his name on it, so I moved it to his part of the desk. He comes past a while later, and asks whether it's mine, so I say no. He says "god, what is it... (looks in the bag). Do you get gifts from anyone?" "no..." I walk away to take my mug to the kitchen. WHY did he ask that? What for??? To rub it in? Thanks, boss, thanks very much.

I hate the way the accountant dumps HER work on me. Invoicing. It's NOT MY job to do accounts. That's what ACCOUNTants do. But no, I get to do hbbm's accounts. And now, another "task" has been palmed off onto me. Rather smugly, to add to it.

I hate the way hbbm asks me whether I've done something he's given me to do when CLEARLY I haven't had a chance to because he's just interrupted me and made me drop it and do something else. What does he think, I'm siamese and can do two things at once??

I hate this company. I hate it more each day because of the scaly little things they do. I was grubbing around in the shared folders on the network (not private stuff at all) and found a pro-forma employment contract. I never got one. All I did was sign a letter and keep a signed copy for myself. Charming.

I hate the way they use unlicensed software. Surely if they're a decent, profiting company they can AFFORD it? Why install something on my computer and tell me not to register it and then warn me I only have 50 chances to use it else it'll break and they won't be able to reload it on my machine. WTF? Just BUY the goddamn licenses already people!

I hate the way they scummily

**** Ok that was how far I got yesterday (Wednesday) - it just got busier and busier and busier. Today has been damn busy too. Now that I am waiting for hbbm to come back for me to carry on with the work, I am falling asleep. I am exhausted.

I still hate this place. I confirmed last night by looking in my paperwork at home that I never got a letter saying I had been promoted. I just got a "salary package revision" letter. Fuckers. So I was never promoted, ever. The only place it MENTIONS my NOT being receptionist is my payslip.

I am so sick of everything now. Apparently hbbm is only going to be in on Tuesday (not the whole week as I thought) but it's hardly consolation. I am so so sick and tired. I really am so tired. So tired, frustrated I could cry. Except I'm too tired to cry.

Yet again I'm reminded how much I fucking hate being "human". Why the hell am I working? Why am I getting a "salary", which is taxed, then buying stuff with what is LEFT, to pay 14% of everything's price OVER AND ABOVE that as tax, and then whatever the HELL I have left over in my bank account is essentially TAXED just for having anything LEFT! Bank charges!!!! Is it EVER REALLY MY GODDAMN MONEY????????

Why do you have to PAY MONEY to fucking DIE! You die, and woops, now you're owing X amount of money because of it.

What IS THE POINT?!

What honestly is the point.

We have made provisional plans/decisions that we want to take a month off for honeymoon. But if I'm going to be CHANGING jobs, I won't have leave enough by then to TAKE an entire month off. I am SO STUCK.

I don't know what to do. I don't want anything. I don't want tomorrow (fuck them and their "office lunch", bastards), I don't want the weekend because it means the next week of torture is already close. I don't want a holiday because it is too short for me to regain my spirit. I don't know how I will have the strength to come back to this shit hole. I will just have to autopilot myself around.

I don't want anything. I want time out, real time out. I want time out so that I can bloody-well do OTHER things than work and feel depressed because the next day is work again, and closer when I go to sleep. I want to be able to BREATHE the outside air, GO AWAY from cockroaches and shit like that. I don't want to wash dishes, I don't want to wash clothes, I don't want to put things in to take to work for lunch, I don't want to wake up with the alarm because I have to go to hell for the day. I don't want to be in traffic, watching people drive like MORONS. I don't want to be in queues, I don't want to be anything. I want nothing. Nothingness?

Busy time!!

This past week has been hectic. It's already Thursday! Tomorrow is Friday, Saturday is M&J's wedding. Next Friday is our office lunch, and to be quite honest, I'm not excited about it. S's co is giving each of them a day off to do shopping etc, and is just having a few eats at the office. That sort of thing would be much more appreciated than what is essentially forced attendance at a lunch. One can't exactly NOT go. This year the restaurant is basically a few blocks away from our home! So no reason NOT to go. But yeah, a little more thought about it would be cool - what would the staff really appreciate more?

Tonight G and I are going to do some more Xmas shopping. I hope the shops aren't too insane this evening. If we don't manage to get everything done this evening, we're going to have to buy suits of armour to go sometime during the next week.

There are roughly 2 weeks left til I write my learners. EEEKK!!!

Xmas is coming soon. Going to get an advent calendar tonight too, just means that G and I will get to scoff 3 days' choccies each! I think it'd be a cool thing to make a tradition of. We never had advent calendars at home, apart from one we made in primary school. Yay, a Squishy tradition has begun!

We've got a little tree which came with some decorations (including a star!!), some other decorations, some lights... I can't wait to decorate the place! If I remember right, our tradition was to get and decorate a tree on the 16th... maybe we'll decorate ours on Sunday... the reason we waited that long to decorate it was because it was a real tree and if we got it too soon it'd go brown before Xmas arrived! Now we don't have to worry about that - my worry is that it'll get all disturbed a lot whenever we vacuum and stuff. We'll see. It's all so exciting!

What else is news... well at the moment I'm enjoying some LOLCATS

For the record I still don't think much of our co *grimace* won't go into detail here but just yet another indication of staff issues/morale/etc being "superhigh priority"!!!!!!!!!!!!

Our microwave died. I'm sad because it's only just been now recently that we have felt that we have everything we *need*. We'd just got our lawn goodies, got the oven hooked up, and then the microwave died. I'd found out a coupla days before (to my UTTER HORROR) that cockroaches had infested it. They were living in the panel behind the buttons. So when I opened it after making myself a huge bowl of popcorn, there were COCKROACHES all over the door latch mechanism and latch-hole! Needless to say I did NOT eat the popcorn. G had opened the microwave to clean it and apparently the cockroach crap stank very badly. So a good thing that it had died because G got to have some fun nuking it with pesticide. But bad cos we have to buy another one. I want to put it on a tray of water so that nothing can get into it...

I am not happy though because the washmachine is ALSO infested. I found an (empty!!) egg case in the detergent drawer, and almost every day I kill various size cockroaches on/in/around the washmachine. I really am seriously thinking of phoning a fumigator/pest control to help, because cockroaches can really destroy appliances and other things - not to mention my NERVES! I hate cockroaches!!!!!!

Went home recently to pick up the last of my stuff... the house is so morbid without Budbud. Sis was working so it was just me (G'd gone off to J's bachelors).

Saturday was M's bachelorettes and J's bachelors! We were up early for G to go to the breakfast. G dropped me at home to pack some boxes which he took with him home (our home). I stayed at home waiting for sis to finish work and to go with her to the bachelorettes. She'd gone out to plot the route first and got lost!!

It was lots of fun. Sis and I were late cos we stopped at K's place to pick up her gift cos she wasn't going to go... she was still sick with bronchitis!

I won't go into detail here either, lemme just leave it at "M got NICE and wobbly by the end of the day!!" She sms'd the next morning and said that she had quite a headache!

Saturday is their wedding. Feels unreal hehe! G is the driver for M and her dad. Sis's G is the driver for her, M's mom and M's sis.

Wheeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lemme sign off now... otherwise this blog post will be erm.... 100 feet long!

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?

A late update

Work's been busy this past while - it'll only get busier as it approaches the end of the year. The office closes for two weeks on the 21st Dec. I CANNOT wait. I'm not in a hurry for that time though simply cos of my learners' test.

Friday was a nice day off. The weather was stunning and hot. I didn't really sleep late - was up and about when G left for work. Went online, chatted a bit, stitched a bit, etc. Nothing too exciting. Then G left work, with his co-boss (hehe), picked me up and then we headed off to 10pin bowling. Was a fun relaxed evening - was a low scoring session with quite a few laughs! A few of us then went upstairs to a Chinese restaurant - I had my first ever sushi - salmon, avo and something else fashion sandwiches. Very strange. I think the fact that I burnt my tongue on chicken sweetcorn soup may have altered the enjoyment/taste of it but it was cool.

Saturday morning - we didn't sleep late. Jumped up and danced to the tux-shop - G collected his tux, then we went for a bit of windowshopping and met up with G's mom and pop for brunch. When we got home, we pretty much relaxed a little and then started to get ready for the wedding. You know, spiffying yourself up, etc.

My outfit was AMAZING. Fitted perfectly, the shoes and the bag matched well, I found lovely jewellery to match and everything was just funky! Put on some make-up, something I haven't done for, well, years... Was so fun! G looked gorgeous in his tux. So yum... mmmm

Then we drove to the venue... we were early, we arrived with the venue at the same time as the groom.

Went in, felt very posh, everyone looked so posh, it was fantastic! Eventually Sis and her G arrived. Was a really nice evening, good food, fun and enjoyable time. Essentially it was the wedding reception as the bride and groom (G&H) had got married in Dubai!

Awesome!

Got home rather late, all poshntired!

Sunday? I can't remember. I think we pretty much relaxed. We washed the car and just chilled.

Monday evening we rented two DVDs - 28 Days Later and Farce of the Penguins. 28 Days Later was kinda scary - weird. Imagine the place so quiet! Farce of the Penguins ... now that was... STRANGE. Rated 10 for Language, but HELL there was NO WAY that was fine for 10 year olds. It was very adult, dialogue-wise. They didn't really swear much, they just used filthy language and blatant sexual words and slang. Visuals of animals mating. Not for a 10year old that ain't! We're gonna quietly mention that to the video-shop guy! "maybe stick another label over the '10' rating and say pg16 or something' HAHAHAHA!

*sigh* my pay... it was put into the wrong account... but I managed to sort something out so that the debit orders work fine.

It's now 15:33 and I'm tired. It's been busy, and I'm tired now. This evening we're going to the shops - to return the DVDs, to get a few drinks (tis the party season a-comin' up after all!) and to pop in at the "gallery" shop to see about a quote for framing Warpony. I hope they don't charge so much that I'd have to sell any of my organs! Anyway, if that IS the case, I'm just going to have to buy a cheap-ass frame from a supermarket and stick Warpony in it. Sucks but what else can I do ;) I need all my organs, thank you very much!

Social animals

People are social beings. Social animals sounds like party freaks but anyway.

I was chatting to S about 10pinbowling - G and I went on Friday to his office's "function" - and I was thinking (not about S LOL... I just drifted off on an inner tangent of thought) about why it seems that it's usually the same people arranging things. Don't read this post thinking "oh man why is she bitching" - I'm not pointing fingers saying YOU blablabla. I'm just thinking about how it has been ever since I was small.

From what I can tell, there are two types of socialising. Hanging out and organised parties/occasions.

Because of living far from friends, hanging out is pretty difficult these days. It is still fun to hang out with friends and go attend to business with them - say going to the mall and splitting up and then meeting up for brunch or something.

Organised stuff... like going to the movies, having a party. That's mainly what I'm thinking about. It's always so difficult to get people together to go do something. Pick a movie, pick a date, pick a time, it's so hard to make it suitable for everyone. It's usually the same people organising the occasions, over and over. For eg, G and I have had birthday parties/flatwarming parties, whatever. But my sis on the other hand - now I can't see her organising a party for all her friends: arranging everything beforehand and preparing the food etc etc.

Does everyone wait for someone else to arrange something? Why? Is it cos a party is expensive? What about hanging out with everyone bringing packet of chips/biscuits and having coffee/cooldrinks. Or a bring and share supper. Anything. I dunno, I'm not sure of the point of this post. I just feel lively and want to have fun, do something funky with my friends. But it seems no one else feels the same way. It's so... well, boring. Why not take a break from the usual routine and do something different?

I guess I feel over-lively today. Or contemplative. *shrugs*

Lunch is coming up - maybe G and I can take over the world during lunch - I doubt we'd be back in the office in time though... ;)

Thursday Friday

Today is my Friday for this week - I have taken tomorrow off.

Hbbm is still away, and I am so bored. I'm so sleepy, and there's still an hour and 45 to go. The weather outside is gorgeous - yet another gorgeous day wasted sitting indoors bored.

Things are so exciting now. There is so much going on it's hard to keep my head on and my feet still on the ground. Tonight G's going to the bachelors' party of the guy whose wedding we're going to on Saturday. I'm going to pamper myself while he's out. Tomorrow, while he's at work I think I'm going to sleep late and then just relax. Enjoy the sun, stitch a bit, just take it easy. Tomorrow evening we're going to his office's 10pin-bowling function - can't wait!

Saturday morning we're rushing around sorting out last minute things before the wedding in the evening. I still have no clue what I'm going to do with my hair but I have the jewellery picked out and everything's sorted. Makeup ... erm... I'll have to try a little. I have makeup remover wipes so if I make a mess I shouldn't be in too much trouble.

I'm so excited about my outfit!!! And my shoes! I managed to find COMFY shoes!

No clue what we're gonna do on Sunday. Probably sleep late and then do stuff like wash the car/mow the lawn etc. Monday's PAYDAY! Hopefully my pay will come in promptly, I'm dying to buy some CDs, amongst other things. More important things hehe. Will have to wait til the pay comes in... I'm counting chickens here!!

Yay! "Friday"!!!!!

There are other things that are exciting. They're more like background processes at the moment though: the wedding plans and the Move plans.

We have already sorted out quite a few things for the wedding. We have already booked the venue, the photographer, the musicians, I already have the fabric for my dress (and the dressmaker is in on the plans). We have a minister/officiant in mind, we just have to phone him and chat about things sometime. Things left to arrange: bridesmaids' dresses, flowers, catering, decorations, invites, cake, etc. So much to arrange still, but it's so exciting and not stressful at all. I know what flowers I'd like, we have clear ideas regarding the decor, the invites (and table markers) we're gonna make with G's mom (we have ideas for that too), the caters will probably be the company suggested by the venue. All that's a big thing is the bridesmaids' outfits. Ok and obviously stuff like my hair/makeup/jewellery/shoes. My sis will have a blue dress & S a yellow dress. Not too bright, I was thinking pearly material in pastel blue and pastel yellow. That way they don't end up looking like Smarties (or M&Ms) heehee. Ok but I'm starting to ramble on. I'm sure I'll be able to ramble a LOT in the coming months. I'm sure that there is plenty of time!!

Ok and the other background process is the Move. Australia! It seems more and more definite. I guess we're gonna wait til after the wedding to even think about it much. Eeek!!!! So super-exciting!!!!

Salmon Dance

“Hello boys and girls.
My name is FatLip,
and this is my friend, Sammy the Salmon.
“What do.”
Today we're gonna teach you some fun facts about salmon
and a brand new dance.”

Let me introduce to you a brand new dance
I know you gonna love it if you give it one chance
It's not complicated, it's not too hard
You don't even have to be a hip-hop star!

See anyone can do it, all you need is style
Listen up, peepgang, I'ma show you how
Put your hands to the side, and silly as it seems
and Shake your body like a salmon floating up stream

I float up stream
You know how we do it
You know how we do it again

”All my peeps spend part of their life in fresh water and part of their life in salt water.”

”Wow, very interesting”

”They change round a couple of days after spawning, then we die.”

When I first did the salmon all the people just laughed
They looked around and stood like I was on crack
I heard somebody say out loud
"What the fuck is that? This nigga's dancing like a fish, while he's doing the snap"
But the more I kept doing it, the more they were feeling it
Then I heard some bitches saying "yo that nigga's killing it"
By the end of the night, everyone was on my team
And the whole club was dancing like a salmon floating up stream!

I float up stream
You know how we do it
You know how we do it again

”Most of our friends find their home waters by sense of smell, which is even more keen than that of a dog or a bear.”

”Wow.”

”My family also rely on ocean currents, tides, the gravitational pull of the moon.”

”The moon? Fish pay attention to the moon?! Wow. Who knew?”

I float up stream

”Did you know...”

”What?”

”...That I could go to Japan?...and back.”

”You're kidding me? Amazing. Geez.”

”Polluted water can kill both baby salmon that are developing and the adult salmon that are on their way to spawn.”

”Wow, what a shame. What a shame. Huh.”

“Wow”

”Hey, kids, give it up for Sammy the Salmon
and his amazing salmon dance.
Huh, what ya say?
Alright. Who's hungry?”

Strange week

I have been working on Heremia, I just haven't taken a photo and stuck it here yet. Should do that this evening.

Heremia now has an eye, a nostril and a blaze. But she's looking like a mule at the moment. I will have to stop and study my learners... there never is a point in a cross stitch where you can say "ok I've reached a good point to stop". It's never like that - the only time you can say "ok I can stop now" is once you've finished!

I found shoes. Pretty expensive sandals/strappy shoes. They match my outfit wonderfully, and they're nice and would go with other outfits too. Well they damnwell will have to! Hehe. All I need now is to go buy some make-up... my make-up is so old now I have to get some new stuff. Mascara, lipstick, make-up remover, pretty much the basics. My eyeshadow should still be alright. Don't know what I'm going to do with my hair... maybe wear it loose? Or clipped or something. Ah I'll think about it closer to the time. It's going to be fun on Saturday! :D I just hope the weather rocks too.

Nothing much else to blog about at the moment. HBBM is away this week, back Friday afternoon. I have taken Friday off, just to relax. G's office is having a 10pinbowling evening and he'll be leaving work at 3 to pick up his tux (for Saturday) so I thought it'd be simpler if I were at home ready to leave whenever he needs to. Somehow there's always a delay if I am at work and want to leave at a certain time (specially at 17:00... always a 5min email at 16:55 which lasts 20mins *rolls eyes*). Can't wait! Gonna a) sleep late, b) stitch a bit I guess, c) relax, d) enjoy the sunlight/being at home during the day, and e) squish G when he gets home!

I haven't got much work to do - depends on whether HBBM phones in and dictates emails from overseas (yes, he phones in from overseas to dictate emails, I hate it). I have 2 lever-arch file labels to print and that is pretty much it. I'm going to pace myself and not rush the labels else I won't have anything to do at all in the afternoon.

Mmm cuppasoup!

Heremia & Little Dude

Heremia's looking a bit like a mule but I'm so happy with the colour of the fabric+thread!


Little Dude, looking not so little anymore.

Oh Gah What A Twit!

That's the wrong damn song!

Ok yes, I wanted to post that song cos it's funky and I'm listening to it right now, but THIS is the one which mentions "soul tired":

Solidify

Pouring in and around the great wellspring
Of simple feeling
And I need bearings in the face of your
Cool cool fire
Walking backwards with the pounding of your voice
Makes my soul tired
And concrete is
As concrete doesn't
And voices can drown

Why should i
Why should i
Why should i
Why should i
Solidify
Make me real
So you can see me

I guess you thought
I'd hide the sun from my liquid thoughts and
Make ice for you
You thought I'd seed my clouds
With the rain of your personal dreams
I guess you thought I'd throw confetti
At your parade of lofty thoughts
I guess you thought I'd shine good morning
In some good morning jack
Surprise

Why should i
Why should i
Why should i
Why should i?
Solidify
Make me real
So you can see me

Such a twit LOL!

I have this song stuck in my head

Can't Cry Anymore - Sheryl Crow

Took your car
Drove to texas
Sorry, honey
But I suspected we were through
And I can't cry anymore
Since I left
Been feelin' better, cause that's
What you get when you
Stay together too long
And I can't cry anymore

[chorus]
Wouldn't it be good if we could hop a flight to anywhere
So long to this life
So much for pretending
Bad luck's never-ending
And now I know that

Money comes is
But the fact is
There's not enough to
Pay my taxes
And I can't cry anymore
Well, got a brother
He's got real problems
Heroin - no
There's just no stopping him tonight
And I won't cry anymore

Chorus

It's never ending

It could be worse
I could've missed my calling
Sometimes it hurts
But when you read the writing on the wall
Can't cry anymore

Chorus

And too much time I've been spending
With my heart in my hands
Waiting for time to come and mend it

I can't cry anymore

Not for any particular reason, well the part "soul tired" is applicable because I'm so exhausted right now. Not entirely sure why, hope it's nothing bad.

Things are starting to happen now. This month is a significant one hehe.

Our bed was replaced (finally!), we filed complaints about the previous rental agency (for not refunding the deposit which is TWO months' rent - fuckers!), mom had her tonsils out, we've accomplished much already in regard to wedding preparations (almost like too much at once!). I've also sent an email to trustees regarding the noisy neighbour, hopefully that will be attended to soon.

I have to buy shoes for a wedding at the end of this month....... ahh I HATE shoeshopping!!!!! I need new takkies too but don't want to go shoeshopping!!!!!!!

*sigh* we just need a break. ~soul tired~

Grrrrr

I am now COMPLETELY sick and tired of these FUCKING ARSEHOLES next door. Ok, apart from the cursed plastic ride-on motorbike, this kid made noise at 06:45 this morning, and then, when they went indoors, proceeded to have a tantrum for TWO FUCKING HOURS!!!

A COMPLETE tantrum, screaming, wailing, crying, whining, slamming doors, banging furniture against the wall. His bedroom wall is the adjoining wall to our 2nd bedroom. So from 06:45 we got to enjoy HIS performance.

His fucking mother was sitting in the room with him, talking to him, trying to joke with him, the entire time. No SMACK and a raised voice telling him to stop and behave, NO not a fucking peep in that tone.

I am SO SICK of these people. They've gone out and come home a couple of times today, and for all the time that they are home, he is WHINING and MOANING and WAILING. ALL THE TIME!!

I have sent an email to the trustee/body corporate, PLEASE LORD can something be done about this???? I'm half tempted to build a shack on the mountainside to GET AWAY from ARSEHOLES like this. You cannot tell me that they honestly do not know how noisy they are.

In other news: I finally found the learners book. Now if only I could get some fucking PEACE AND QUIET to actually STUDY the goddamn thing... >.<

Huis & tuis

The english translation of thise blogpost title is the name of a shop which I'm recommending you don't buy furniture from.

We bought a fridge, a washmachine/tumbledrier and a bed from them. 2 of the items they delivered at 10pm on a Friday night after saying it'd be there that afternoon. The other item they delivered a day late.

Much to our annoyance, the stitching has come undone on our bed (the mattress), and after much phoning and nagging, they've sorted it out and got a credit note and have stock and are going to exchange it. God knows if they have the right mattress etc but we'll have to wait and see. I have given them our new address but only time will tell whether they have noted it down on our account detail.

Ok now, the lady phoned me Monday morning, to ask if it can be delivered that day. I said no, because there isn't anyone at home, can it be delivered the next day. She said she'd try to arrange it and phone me back to let me know.

It is now the aforementioned "next day" and I rather irritatedly phone to find out what's going on. She's not in today. I ask to speak to someone else dealing with her stuff, and get put through to the manager. He says he'll find out what's going on and call me back.

Manager calls me back. "The lady knew she wouldn't be in today so she's booked it for tomorrow" he tells me. What, she was going to phone me tomorrow morning to ask if it can be delivered that day (again)? Erm, like, dude, we need to know WHEN it will be delivered, IN ADVANCE, so we can MAKE ARRANGEMENTS for someone to be HOME. But anyway, he says tomorrow "but I can't give you a time because it's an outside company and they come to us, see what has to go where and then decide on where and what etc ... " blablabla. WTF? So erm, can you give me a time? "I'll phone you tomorrow morning" he says. What, G's sposed to take time off work to be home when it arrives, but if they can't give a time, then what? He sits there the whole day, only for it to be delivered at 10pm again?

HELL NO

Steer clear of these morons who evidently are not at all interested in after sale service. Hell, they hardly seem interested in SALE because when you go there, trying to find a salesperson is like trying to find hen's teeth.

YAY!!!

Friday

It's Friday, another sunny Friday and I'm stuck indoors again... ARGH!!

I'm so bored - hbbm is out at meetings til 3pm, and once he gets back it's filing time. Which I'm not looking forward to.

I'm listening to my iPod now, but all I want to do is go sleep. Just go lie on the bed and drop off... relax, enjoy the quiet, enjoy the rest. Not do anything, despite the chores we HAVE to do, just to get a little bit of extra time to go home and use it to relax.

*yawn*

Heremia present and future!

Finally!

I am now blinging it up at work!

The lady from the jewellery shop phoned me yesterday morning to say my ring was ready to come check and collect.

After 30mins at home after work (to let the bad rush-hour traffic ease a little) we toodled through to the shop. It's 100%! This one's specs are better, and as a token of apology, I have a R400 credit with them. I'm gonna hang on to it, maybe for the wedding - a nice necklace or bracelet.

It's so lovely having it again! Feels so nice on my finger!

Stitched a little on Heremia last night. I'll try put a pic up this evening.

J&C are popping by for coffee later today, to pick up a CD of J's. Gotta clean the place up a little before they come. Got a PILE of washing to get going, and a bit of washing up. This weekend I have to clean the fishtank, and we have to do some cleaning - vacuum, clean the floors, etc etc etc. Just odds and ends. Sat afternoon we're going to a Fete with 2ts&her G, M&J. I'm just wondering whether Sat morning G and I should go to the shops to try find some shoes for G&H's wedding.

Dumdidumdidum! I love that outfit!! I can't wait for the wedding to wear it hehe.

Hbbm's in a meeting now, I'm bored but listening to Daft Punk. Tomorrow he's blocked off from 3pm til the end of the day "filing". YAY. Just what I really feel like doing on a Friday afternoon. *sigh*

Ok...

what all happened last week...

We went on Thursday to check out my ring - the completely new one, totally recreated with new diamonds and everything. Wonderful, perfect, everything's 100%... apart from the fact that the centre diamond is loose in exactly the same way as the original ring! And I'm a bit suspicious as to why my ring has a not-quite-clearly-engraved serial number on the inner side, and why the pedigree card of it says its serial no is (style #)/10/100. The ring is part of a limited edition, there are only 100 made. Surely if they made a new one to replace mine, they should say 13A (as in a revision of the design or something?) or 101/100 so they know that 101 were made? Maybe they've just made a slapdash "whatever looks like the original" ring and have given it the pedigree card of the ring which was the 10th of 100... and my new one has junk diamonds etc? I'm a little suspicious. It should be ready today, hopefully we can go check it out. I'm so tired of this. All I wanted from the start was to get that ring and have no problems.

Friday we had an office function. Went for lunch at a nice restaurant near to G's parents' place. I had 1kg of mussels (not THAT much, it included the weight of the shells so it was just the right amount YUM YUM). Afterwards we went on a boat trip out to some rocks to check out seals. The boat ride was uneventful, but it was so fun! As we passed the land, the wind just slashed right through us. It was a cold, windy cloudy day, but then it started to rain too. As we turned back to return to the harbour, they went right through some cool funky breakers! So we got about 1min of rough ride on the way back.

What else is new? Nothing much.

In the wrong order

Lol, I was just boiling over with that previous (rant) post and then with the excitement of finishing Warpony that I didn't blog other stuff that happened the past few days.

I have to type up some minutes first, before I carry on with this blogpost ... *sigh* the workday so badly interferes with what I WANT to do...

to be continued...

The Warpony

Warpy is FINISHED!

Time to rant

Lol, ok not rant as such, but just spew out thoughts and rants and shite like people do in their blogs.

I'm so pissed off. Ok I was in a bad mood when trying to find an outfit for a very formal do in October... because nothing fits properly anymore. Nothing I try on FITS. I tried on a black outfit which was alright but made me feel hideous. It was so depressing trying it on... this after I had tried some other clothes on (a cotton shirt and a jacket... both too small/not fitting properly despite being size 36 and 38 respectively. WTF, I'd have to try a 38 shirt and a 40 jacket? Fuck no.) This dress/black number/outfit was a 38 and it was weird. It fitted size-wise but just sucked. So I rather dejectedly searched for something else. Found something else. A bronze-colour outfit, a skirt and a kinda corset-top. And a white jacket. I didn't look at the price really until I'd tried them on. The bronze getup was lovely, fitted just right but the jacket was a good fit... BUT it was about R550! And it had a staple-hole in the sleeve. So I settled on breaking the bank by only getting the bronze-outfit... expensive (for me).

Got home, rushed off to a farewell at W+S's for J+C... going to Germany for a year. Had a lekker braai, was fun to see everyone again. Yum food, although I ate too much salad and didn't have much of my lamb chops!! Was going to bring it home but forgot it in W+S's fridge, bummer!

When we got home, I tried on the bronze-outfit again, as I'd been dying to show G what it looked like cos it really made me feel nice, it looked nice... so I tried it on. It was nice! Put on my black strappy shoes, but I have to get new ones because the "velveteen" is rubbing off and making rubbery specks everywhere. So pissed off about that cos they were my matric dance shoes and they felt like an investment: black shoes that you could keep for those special occasions and outings where you have to look extremely posh. But no, stupid waste of money shoes are rotting. Whatever.

So anyway, I took off the outfit and laid it out on the bed, admiring it and feeling excited to have something smart and properly fitting, and I noticed a mark on it. It's like a tiny mark of Pritt glue, on the front. Then I scrutinised the entire thing and found a big blotch of this dried glue stuff on the back too! I am SO angry. You go to a shop and try stuff on and are supposed to check out what it LOOKS LIKE and how it MAKES YOU LOOK. Your concern is supposed to be whether it fits correctly, not whether it's got all its fucking buttons intact! Dirty marks on it - that is just unacceptable. You CAN'T scrutinise the bloody thing in the shop as it would entail laying it out completely flat on the floor, and holding it up and stretching the fabric out and looking in all kinds of lighting. Rubbish! I can't believe it. I am so fed up.

I am just so fed up. And on top of that, I have no clothes which fit. Ok lemme be more accurate: I have like 6 pants IN TOTAL which fit. 3 of those are WORK PANTS. 1 pair of jeans that fits, 2 that sort of fit. I have polonecks which fit only because they've stretched in the wash. T-shirts - 3 presentable ones... I don't want to try on my "summer clothes" (I've already thrown out my shorts), what will I have left? I can't afford a whole new wardrobe. I really can't.

I feel sorry for G, waiting around while I drag my heels around the shop, trying to find something nice, only to try it on and not have it fit right, ending up grumpy as a result. It's only clothes. Just finding something to wear...

Only it's not. It's far more complex than that. I go into the change room, to try on something that fits "me", only it's not me. Something has happened, that I have somehow got extra weight, like a handicap for a racehorse. It doesn't fit, because it's not me anymore. Nothing fits ME cos it's not me trying clothes on anymore. I'm somehow underneath the extra weight, that layer of blob. I look in the mirror and am shocked (yes, I'll use that strength of word for it), because it's not me anymore. I've somehow morphed into something else. I'm bitter about it, because you haven't grown into yourself until you're at least 18... I'd say I only grew into myself after I turned 20 or 21. And then at 25, suddenly your body is just snatched away. You get given something else, which you can't find clothes for. Where did it come from? I turned 25, and blammo, I picked up a shitload of weight and now nothing fits me anymore. Why? I haven't changed the way I eat, nothing has changed. I'm not extremely unfit, I haven't become more sedentary, it just happened. Why? How is it fair that now that I am working and earning a living and are comfortable in my body, it changes so that it's all wrong?

Now I have to be a slave to my paycheque again, to buy new clothes. Lovely. Fucking depressing is what it is. Specially since everything is so damn expensive. Plain-ass black pants for work, nothing under R200 unless you want black which fades into brown after the first wash. I can't afford it. G can't buy them for me, because then I owe him money back which doesn't help at all. I don't have anything left. So then I start dwelling on shit like "why is life crap in that you work and earn pay which DOESN'T COVER YOU for the month?". My pay goes into stuff like medical aid, the internet line, my share of the rent, and then what's left isn't really much to play with. If I buy a pair of shoes, nothing's left. Seeing as I end up paying back for shit all the time. Why? Cos I don't have anything in the first place. It all just goes around and around and then I am in such a foul mood and I hate everything.

Am I destined to be completely dependent on G for everything? I have no shoes, honey, can I use your credit card please? I don't have underwear, can I take your credit card... I need work pants... credit card please....

Soul-destroying.

It's not the difference in pay, I'm not jealous and wanting to have a HUGE salary which matches his or anything like that. I just wish I had enough to cover my own fucking (growing) ass.

The World

I'm a little annoyed with the world at the moment.

I'm annoyed that people are such arseholes that they honestly just DO NOT give a FUCK about anyone else. Yes, unfortunately we have neighbours like that (on the one side of us. The people on the other side are very cool). It's like these 3 women and a brat. Whatever. People like them don't deserve to exist. There is just NO consideration for anybody else... "oh, the kid's slamming the door over and over and over at 7am on a weekend?? NO WORRIES! WE're awake at 7am on a public holiday having a smoke, so what's the problem??" Bastards. That brat rides around on a plastic motorbike all fucking day, which is enough to work on ANYONE'S nerves!!!!!!

Ok regardless of that... I'm annoyed that my ring had to be sent away to be fixed and then wash, rinse, repeat (it had to be sent back about 3 times...). It is now ready to be collected in the shop after being sent away and having a completely new one made up for me. I'm all ready to fight now, my hackles are up, because when I phoned (yes, *I* phoned THEM to find out if it was ready, despite the fact that they said they'd phone me to say it's ready), the guy explained that it's not the same one (which I am aware of) but he also mentioned that the main diamond isn't the same size. He wasn't sure of which size was which, said something like "if yours was a .23, this one is either .24 or .22..." Mine is a .24. If it is a .23 or a .22, I'm NOT going to be very happy. The only way I'd accept it if it was smaller would be if the colour rating was better (mine's a G, you only get D, E and F above mine) or the clarity rating was better (mine's a SI2, you can get quite a few better rated ones than that). Otherwise, we must get a refund for part of it's price as we got a discount on mine because the one on their website was a .25.

ARGH!!!!! Why the hell can't things just be RIGHT! Buy a thing and it's RIGHT first time!

Our mattress, too, is faulty. After nagging, they've finally agreed to send us a replacement mattress and take away the old one. The stitching had come loose. A mattress! Stitching came loose on the mattress... you don't pay pennies for a mattress, it's not a cheap, throwaway thing. Sposed to last for at least 10 years... but no, once again, something that isn't FIT for selling!

*sigh*

I can't wait for the weekend, hopefully the arseholes next door will SHUT THE FUCK UP long enough for us to be able to sleep PAST 7am!!!!!!!!

How to piss off anyone who works for you

Don't let them eat.

That's right!

No teabreak. Yes it's written into the company policy that there are 2 teatimes and a lunch time EVERY day but in reality, this is not compulsory. In fact, it is actually a treat if you let them eat.

Examples: as receptionist, I only got 3 lunchbreaks a week. Teatimes were non-existent as I'd have to listen for the phone from the kitchen while trying to toast sandwiches. Upon getting back to my desk, I'd have to choke the sandwiches down because I'd not even get a chance to eat them - the phone/door would ring non-stop.

Lunch times... ok coupled with non-existent teabreaks, Mondays and Thursdays were an ordeal: sitting at the frontdesk for the whole day. The only "break" was to go to the toilet. It was a mission enough trying to find someone to listen to the phone so that I could even go to the toilet.

But now. Different position. "admin assistant" doing PA work (for "admin assitant" pay because not having the "PA" title means I don't have to be paid as much...):

It is 11:10. I wasn't able to get a break to eat at 10:30 (teatime) because I was typing minutes. I am in the kitchen toasting my 3 slices of bread that I'd packed in my lunchbox. I have the tub of cottage cheese I brought to work, it's on the counter, open. I am toasting my bread on the griller. One of them is ready, so I put cottage cheese on it. I am now standing with the cottage-cheesy knife ready to spread the cheese, the 2 other slices of toast are quietly toasting beside me.

Hbbm comes into the kitchen. "I need you now. I have to leave at 12 and I have only 40 minutes left. I don't know what to say... "

I'm frozen, standing there in UTTER disbelief. He can SEE me. He can see what I'm doing. He can see that I am making food. But that just doesn't matter.

I now have 1 slice of toast with cottage cheese on it, and 2 which have been toasted but haven't got cheese on them.

"I'm leaving at 12, after that you can do what you like, you can go to beach for all I care, I just need you now".

Emails. It's "critical" emails that I have to type. Once we're done, I look down at the plate of toast on my desk. The toast with the cottage cheese went soggy and the other 2 went pap. On top of that, he's been near my food. Stood behind me dictating emails. Leaned over to proof-read what I'd typed. Nice.

He's so chipper and cheerful, "oh I already feel so much better! now that these things are done! you know, life is all about priorities..." as in, whatever crisis comes up next, must be dealt with as if it is a life/death situation. No fucking kidding. My priority? TO EAT WHEN I'M HUNGRY!

I just nod and agree and smile minimally. I don't have enough kilojoules left in my body to manage more than a tiny smile. Nor do I have the mood to give more than that.

The reason for this? He's going away for the weekend. He had to be home by 12:30 and if he was late his wife would get annoyed at him.

Deadline: 27 December 2007

I finally did it: made an appointment to do my learners' test. Yes, it's so long since high school why didn't I do it sooner etc blabla. I just haven't. Now I am. I'm glad the appointment is still in this year hehe, even though it's not by much. It's during our office holidays, so I don't have to take a leave day to go write it - I'm keeping all my leave for November next year.

I'm so close to finishing Warpy! I will knuckle down and finish it by the end of this week (I'm going to try my darndest!!!), so that I can start on Heremia - I'll be dividing my time between exercising, Heremia, studying for learners, chores and obviously working, eating, sleeping etc. I am SO excited about Heremia, it's going to be so beautiful. I can't wait to finish Warpony, so that I can stick him in a frame and put him up on the wall and admire him. Get inspiration to work on Heremia hehe!

And now: I am bored.

YAY!~

Warpony as at 15mins ago

Originally this post would have been titled "Warpony as at 5mins ago" but the computer decided it didn't like my camera memory card and I had to beat it into submission (I restarted it).

Warpony!!!

HAHAHAHAHA omg.... HAHHAAHA

There is a reason I have been wanting to change banks for quite a while.

I have opened new accounts at a totally different bank, I just have to change my debit orders and stuff and then I am going to close the account at "my" bank. Absalutely the worst bank ever.

Well where do I start. Way back when, I applied for a loan and a credit card. They stuffed up with the credit card so I cancelled that straightaway. I cancelled the loan but they messed that up too, only settling/closing it not CANCELLING it (which meant I still paid installments! wtf!) because "no1 has ever done this (made use of the cooling-off period to cancel stuff) before!"

Whatever.

A few months ago, I got a notification from them that they would no longer be sending verification emails, and would be changing to sending sms verification. "This is a compulsory change for security reasons" according to them. BUT, in order for THEM to make the change which is COMPULSORY and initiated by THEM, *I* have to go into the BRANCH and tell them to make this change.

I procrastinated, half in disbelief and half hoping that they'd actually make use of my details AS SUPPLIED to them all those years ago which are not out of date (which they have previously made use of to send me invitations to take out loans and shit), but no, alas, they are not that "intelligent".

So anyway, this afternoon I go during lunch to tell them that they are allowed to make the change that they said they had to make, and the lady at the helpdesk is like "you want it changed from email to sms? what's your cell number" etc so I give her my cell number and tell her it's the compulsory change from email to sms. "What do you mean compulsory?" "erm, you know, like it must be done, it's compulsory? It just is?" "ohh... thank you for informing us and making us aware of it".

Erm, right...

All that I can think is WHAT THE FUCK??

On hold

I'm currently on hold... it is boring.

I'm trying to reach my medical aid. Boring.

Today is boring. I have nothing really to do. Hbbm is away til Friday. Which is nice except I'd rather be at home now. Boring!

I must have been on hold now for 10mins. Fuck it's taking ages!!

Fitness plan

Wow this weekend was BUSY! Friday afternoon we rushed through to check my ring... it was delivered and ready to collect but I was still not happy with it. The diamond which was lopsided was loppedside oppositely. :P Anyway, I got them to send it back... the lady who I dealt with in buying the ring said that she'd requested a new one for me as this being not fixed by now is unacceptable. So that'll take another 4 days but then I should have my ring!!!!

Friday evening W&S and G and I went to have supper at the waterfront. Had a lekker time and laughed in disbelief at the opening ceremony of the rugby world cup. OMG that was BAD!

Saturday morning we went to the bank. I dumbly didn't think of taking an account showing my old address to apply for the account so I didn't get to do that. Sucks. Felt rather daft hehe. We have brunch with G's parents and then went home and did some chores. G mowed the lawn (with me helping and giving moral support :D) The neighbour had left her lawn-equipment outside our front door on the Friday and said we could use them, so G weed-eatered the grass, mowed the grass and then vacuumed the grass bits up with her vacuum thing. It's SO COOL!! We discovered that we have a few pansies in the garden - two of them are in the grass and I've moved the border of the flowerbed to include it. I'm so excited, we must buy a whole lot of pansies cos their faces are SO CUTE!

Went to M&J's place for synd, he was away for the evening but we all had pancakes. Lots of pancakes!

Sunday morning we couldn't really sleep late either. We were up early (for a Sunday) to go view the venue we're booking for the wedding. It's SO lovely. So much space and lots of photo opportunity surroundings.

One thing about the place we're living in now - the kid next door is a nuisance and with them next door, no day is a sleep late day since his mother is a chain-smoker who smokes every 20minutes. So she's up (therefore he's up too) outside smoking and he is SUCH a whiny little shit. He doesn't talk, he doesn't laugh, all he does is whine and moan and complain and mumble and just makes crying kind of sounds. Which is really stupid since he's old enough to walk and run himself around with a toy motorbike (which I'm getting to dislike too). All he does the entire time that they're outside for a smoke is whine. It's really baffling. I think he's about 2 or 3, maybe even 4 but I reckon because he doesn't have any siblings, his mother has no-one to point at and say to him "grow up, you're not (the younger sibling's age)" or "look how grown-up your brother/sister is behaving". Otherwise maybe he's a little retarded. Whatever. He's a whiny little brat. But an infinite improvement on anything in the previous place!!!

We went to the waterfront on Sunday too, to go check out the Wedding Expo. It was quite nice, we got cards of all the people there (photographers and the like) but we already have a good plan in mind. Afterwards we went home and I stitched a bit. G installed the loo roll holder (no idea why there wasn't one before) and he fixed other things around the house. Power-tools are fun! Oh and we now have a new door-lock which no-one else has a key to because at least twice we came home and found the front door unlocked despite having locked it before leaving for work.

Warpony is looking STUNNING! So nearly finished! I'm going to stitch like mad to finish him as soon as I can. Then I will sit down and study that GODDAMNED learners' licence book! This weekend hopefully we can go book an appointment to write the test! I'm going to study that book like there's no tomorrow. Will restrict my stitching (despite having started Heremia) so that I focus on it.

Another thing we're going to focus on is getting fit. We had an exercise session yesterday for an hour. I'm feeling a little bit stiff... not bad, that good feeling you get when you KNOW you've worked out a bit. Tonight we're going to do other exercises (not repeat the same ones from yesterday) - our muscles have to recover from the exertion.

Today is so boring. I had quite a few things to do this morning but hbbm went out to meetings and although he's coming back very soon, I'm bored. As always, I'd much rather be at home, in the sun, stitching!!

I had something to blog about

but I have since forgotten what it was.

Yesterday was secretaries' day. 4 of us got identical boxes of chocolates with identical cards (no 'dear x'). Which is strange seeing as the one lady is diabetic.

It is Thursday today. Yesterday felt like Thursday so today is a bit stupid because of that. Tomorrow is Friday and it's also Casual Day! Get to wear jeans and takkies to work! Can't wait. Actually I more "can't wait" for the weekend. W&S are coming to visit Friday evening (we're going to see W's new motorbike), Saturday morning G and I are going to the bank, going to meet up with his parents for lunch and hopefully go check out a wedding venue. Then Sat evening it's Synd. We're going to fetch some boxes too (I think it's mostly books and stuff that's at home).

Sunday we're going to the Waterfront to see the Wedding Expo. And then hopefully I'll get time to stitch.

G and I have set ourselves a goal: we're going to get fit before the wedding. We're gonna exercise and get fit, not just to look good for the wedding but for general wellbeing. It feels really lousy being so unfit. There really is a decrease in energy and alertness. I hope we can do a lot of different things: it'd be nice to go cycling, or play squash etc. We'll make a playplan so we can see what all we can do as part of our fitness regime. Can't wait! We already are getting a LITTLE fitter from going up and downstairs at home hehe!

Our Place

Here's a walkabout tour of our place:

Warpy's latest pic

My gorgeous 'pony is NEARLY done :D

Such a lot going on

This weekend was great! Friday evening we had my sis+herG and M+J over. We had butterchicken (a mild curry dish), just chatted and had a nice time. That afternoon we'd unpacked a lot of stuff just to get the lounge+kitchen area tidy. It was so cool - at one stage, during Synd, I sat back in the lounge and the place looked so lovely. So like our home! :D

Saturday morning we slept late. Priorities!

We went shopping on Saturday afternoon, got a few hardwarestore things, ideas for colourschemes, etc, and that evening we went to Banana Jam for a farewell for X and J... they're both going overseas for 6 months and 1 year respectively. Yum supper and a good time with everyone!

Sunday we slept late again... priorities, priorities!

Went to the mall to take my ring away - the centre stone is loose under the claws (probably from being resized). It feels terrible not having it now, every now and then I go "omg, where did I leave it!?!?!?" heheheh!

After dropping it off we headed off to find a mall a bit further out of town. We drove straight past it not realising the entrance wasn't on the side we thought it was. But we got there in the end. They were having a wedding expo but unfortunately all the shops in the mall close at 3pm so the expo people were already packing up. There weren't many ideas there that we haven't already thought of. We already have our ideas for the decor and stuff, we just have to draw the things or design templates/mock-ups. It's SO damn exciting! We have the colours chosen, I have a paint-sample and a bit of raffia which have the right colours.

It is SO EXCITING! I really am so thrilled and excited about it all. It's way early to be planning the wedding things, but rather earlier than later. I have an appointment with a dressmaker next Saturday - she made my matric dance dress.

Eeek!

Last night I stitched. Warpony is nearing completion. This week I want to focus on him and try to finish him. Then I'll get stuck into Heremia. I have a feeling Heremia's gonna be a blast! But Warpony comes first! Aargh, now I wish I was at home stitching... it's so sunny in our new place. Oooh, today they're coming to install the ADSL line and transfer our phone number. Then I'll be able to take pics of our place and post them here. And I'll be able to upload pics of Warpony!

GAHHHHHHHHH I wish I was at home instead! I could be doing so much stuff... not sitting at work blabla bla bla blaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!! Maybe one day I can be a stay-at-home Kit... I can keep the house tidy and stuff, and most importantly: I can stitch! *sigh* tis just a dream :D

I guess I'm a zombie now?

This just killed me (I just don't handle suspense very well...)

THE REDHEAD

A man is dining in a fancy restaurant and there is a gorgeous redhead
sitting at the next table.


He has been checking her out since he sat down, but lacks the nerve to
talk with her.


Suddenly she sneezes, and her glass eye comes flying out of its socket
toward the man.

He reflexively reaches out, grabs it out of the air and hands it back.

"Oh my, I am so sorry," the woman says as she pops her eye back in
place. "Let me buy your dinner to make it up to you," she says.


They enjoy a wonderful dinner together and afterwards they go to the
theatre followed by drinks.


They talk, they laugh, she shares her deepest dreams and he shares his.
She listens.

After paying for everything, she asks him if he would like to come to
her place for a nightcap and stay for breakfast.


They had a wonderful, wonderful time.


The next morning, she cooks a gourmet meal with all the trimmings.


The guy is amazed. Everything had been SO incredible!


"You know," he said, "you are the perfect woman. Are you this nice to
every guy you meet? "

"No," she replies. . . ."
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She says: "No…it’s because you just happened to catch my eye."

(Oh shut up, and just forward it!)