It would be good if I could ever get around to actually updating this, right?
It's just that I've been extremely busy at work and; also, the dog ate my blog. Or something.
The big news around the 'hood is that my parents are moving house in September. It's the typical sea-change. Dad retired in July (-ish) and suddenly found that the concept of moving house filled him not with the crippling anxiety he'd always associated with such ventures; but with vigorous enthusiasm.
This surprised me because, as anyone who knows me or my father can tell you, we don't actually have any natural propensity for enthusiasm.
At any rate, they found a house in Rye which they really liked and subsequently won the auction which they didn't seriously consider would happen and now they've managed to sell their house for a seriously staggering sum of money and are tasked with shifting 30 years worth of accumulated crap out of the family home and off into the pale blue yonder.
This is inconvenient for the Monkey-husband and myself who are currently using their house as a surrogate home for a piano, a reproduction Georgian dining suite a, and a depression era wardrobe.
On the other hand, we will now be able to mooch free accommodation at the beach...
Procrastination, thy name is Cass
Am I the only person who isn't excited by Google's street view thing?
Apparently not.
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Compulsive habits I refuse to apologise for
- Smelling the fabric softener refills in the supermarket
- Twirling my hair
- Checking websites I already know won't have been updated since I last looked
- Poking my nerd-nose where it doesn't belong
- Watching Border Patrol
- Playing Tetris DS Catch whenever I'm even moderately bored
- Using 'stabby' as an adjective to describe my mood
- Applying the words 'gay' and 'gaylord' to anything that pisses me off
- Pointing out before I fix computer issues that I am not, in fact, the official IT bitch
- Stealing my coworkers' candy
The League of Extraordinary Gaylords
Although I am a self-professed geek; I am more culture vulture than technophile.
With that in mind, imagine how much fun I am having at my very first LAN party. So far, whilst witnessing a file swapping frenzy, I have had the opportunity to explain the premise of the TV program Quantum Leap, discuss my feelings on the Alien vs Predator franchise and download all 5 seasons of Daria.
Of course this came at a price. Specifically, having to listen to the banter of 8 nerds as they battled to blow each others' virtual heads off.
I need this sign outside my office
... or a velvet rope; or maybe a roll of that 'fragile' tape.
The reason there's been no blogging around here is that I am so busy I even brought work home over the weekend.
I'm beginning to freak out a little from the sheer level of stress I'm experiencing, and I find myself making little to no time for anything other than work-eat-sleep.
Gaiety
It is not given to all of us to be gay, but a reasonable facsimile can be achieved by throwing overboard all the dull, dreary cargo that often weighs down your heart. Out with that doubt, overboard with that fear! You are brooding because so-and-so doesn't like you.
Why worry? The person has yet to be born that everybody likes. Do you bitterly regret the past? Every day you grow a day away from it.
Are you jealous, resentful, angry? Away with jealousy, resentment, anger and anything else that makes a light heart heavy.
Gaiety can simply come from remembering that it's more fun to be gay!~ Woman's World
M. A. White and Staff, Melbourne, c. 1952.
Mental note to self: Must remember to be more gay.
