Three o’clock again.

Three in the morning again, and the clock in the kitchen sounds unnaturally loud. Everything’s cold and quiet and still I’m jittery, so cold and jittery. I’m making cups and cups and cups of tea. I want to walk barefoot to the park down the street, and lie there, cheeks nuzzling the dry grass, and [...]

Baby went to Amsterdam…

I have this damn Peter Bjorn and John song stuck in my mind. Get it out, get it out, get it out! Also, I am all hopped up on cold and flu medication and leftover seritonin-blaster pasta. It was the nicest feeling to wake up groggy and phlegmatic this morning – okay, afternoon – only [...]

Oh, so exhausted.

My God. I am feeling like the worst kind of stereotypical, tampon commercial/terrible sitcom crazy menstrual lady right now. I just ate an entire packet of liquorice allsorts, some pickles and cheese on toast, and a hefty chunk of banana bread, and then washed it down with several hot chocolates and glass of juice. It’s [...]

Hegel

I’m an auntie! Pat came over last night with a bag of groceries and a big cardboard box, containing a german phenomenologist. Named Hegel. Who is actually an adorable duckling.
Right now he’s chirping at his own reflection in my bedroom – he’s only twelve days old, you can’t expect him to have completed the mirror-stage [...]

Karaoke Cherry Pop!

Well, I did it, in a most spectacularly underwhelming fashion. Went back to Karaoke Dokie for Seb and Gill’s birthday party (after spending the day tramping around Fitzroy in the hot sun looking for birthday presents, falling asleep at my computer, and drinking godawful gallery-opening wine – I think I was delirious). For some reason [...]

On the upside…

A good night’s sleep makes a world of difference. What a nifty little aphorism! My mouth still hurts like hell but I made some jelly to eat for breakfast, so at least it will get some sweet, port-wine-flavoured relief.
Also, the phoenix rising out of the ashes of the crazy, tense, yet ultimately tedious work situation [...]

Blah blah blah.

I feel like a big sack of blah at the moment. A big, flavourless sack of gruel. Millet, even. Porridge made with water and no salt.
Work has been hectic and yet banal, I’m running on two hours’ sleep, I’ve somehow cut the roof of my mouth so that eating spicy or scratchy food hurts, I’m [...]

Victory!

This morning I screwed up all my courage, did some sit-ups, and took on the Myer lingerie department for round two of the Great Bra-Shopping Smackdown! 2007. And, I am delighted to say, I won.
As I might have mentioned, I had my ass beat a few weeks ago when, dewy-eyed with optimism, I skipped blithely [...]

Three unrelated things.

1) 7-11 is currently advertising a “sports slurpee”: it’s the “AFL Sports Slurpee – CHARGED WITH ELECTROLYES!”. I saw this going past the Brunswick Rd 7-11 on the way in to work this morning and it made me smile, partly because I imagined a big pink waxed-paper cup with tiny molecular particles jumping and sparking [...]

Ouch, part two.

Q. Why is Jess such a fucking idiot?A. It’s just habit, I guess.
So here’s part deux in the series entitled, “Jess should not be posting when she’s drunk”. This series should possibly be subtitled “while booze is but a band-aid solution and no panacea, our heroine believes that drowning her sorrows in a haze of [...]