Thursday, 10 January 2008
He called me pragmatic
....I think I'd rather be called a few hundred other nouns....but that will do. My lunch date is set for next Thursday, 12pm. Done.
Wednesday, 9 January 2008
India
I supposedly started back at work on Monday. But actually I didn't. I am feeling like the laziest SOB this side of the equator. I am well entrenched in my book reading, late morning sleep-ins, unstructured days with no one to answer to, late afternoon naps and very little work.
I rang alot of my girlfriends today to wish them happy new year and not one of them answered their phones.....I take that as a sign from the universe that I am meant to be on this extended holiday and they have granted me an extension on my 'stress-free voucher for one' ride. I'm reading a delicious book called The Death of Mr Love. A story of love, murder, jealousy, unlove, death and family set in India. I have a softness for India after travelling the southern regions for 2 months in 2002. Even though I was 35 when I went there, I was still very much a child in terms of my awareness, my appreciation for the resilience of the human spirit and my ability to view my life in Western culture as an overindulged baby. The mental and cultural challenges that I faced were some of the greatest moments in my transition from child to adulthood I have ever experienced. Reading that book for the last few days has transported me back to the heat, population, pollution and overwhelming spirit of life that is India. Words on paper. Once written they have the ability to open the door to immortality.
Night night
h2
I rang alot of my girlfriends today to wish them happy new year and not one of them answered their phones.....I take that as a sign from the universe that I am meant to be on this extended holiday and they have granted me an extension on my 'stress-free voucher for one' ride. I'm reading a delicious book called The Death of Mr Love. A story of love, murder, jealousy, unlove, death and family set in India. I have a softness for India after travelling the southern regions for 2 months in 2002. Even though I was 35 when I went there, I was still very much a child in terms of my awareness, my appreciation for the resilience of the human spirit and my ability to view my life in Western culture as an overindulged baby. The mental and cultural challenges that I faced were some of the greatest moments in my transition from child to adulthood I have ever experienced. Reading that book for the last few days has transported me back to the heat, population, pollution and overwhelming spirit of life that is India. Words on paper. Once written they have the ability to open the door to immortality.
Night night
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Wake Up
Just needed something to wake up properly, get bouncing
Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Around the World
Dancing optional
Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Around the World
Dancing optional
Tuesday, 8 January 2008
Man approaching
I've been online dating. I haven't met anyone I wanted to see again, and in all I've had five dates. Its been fine, some of them were nicer than others, but no fizz, not even a twinkle.
I talked to a guy about a month back, good to and fro emails, all good and he was superkeen, not ordinary keen, this was the supersize variety......and it was fine until he offered to fly me up that weekend (talked to him on Wed/Thurs, he's offering airfare for Fri. He lives in another city, which doesn't mean much, given that you can fly the length of NZ in 2 hours...:)
Anyway, he offered to fly me up for the weekend.....and I came to a screeching halt. I'm an independant person and have earned really good money over the years, but no matter how much I might like someone from a written encounter, I'm not flying them anywhere. So in the pit of my stomach, I don't feel good, just because I'm not down with someone spending money on me when we've never met.
I declined of course and said I would prefer we just chatted and that I couldnt take such a generous offer, but that I often travel so we're bound to catch up soon. He said he understood and could handle the rejection (huh??, I'm thinking wtf??).
Anyway, I just chilled on that cos it sounded waaaaaaay too grabby. He emailed again on Dec 26th to say hi and I left it for a few days to reply just cos I wanted to. When I went to reply there was a different pic and a new name, so I logged into the dating website and had a look at his profile to see why and what the new profile looked like. I receive an email from him that night saying HA! caught you looking at my profile.....feeeeeeeeeck.
Upshot is, he is coming to my city for work and is here two days. I have an aversion to his grabbiness, but given that I haven't been in the game for a few years maybe I'm being paranoid? He said he's busy Thursday and Friday but has Thursday evening free....I actually offered to meet Thursday lunch. So I feel like there's a constant manoeuvring......which you don't really want me to feel....cos if I smell manipulation, I'll come out swinging like Mike Tyson on his best day.
He seems like a really nice person and I'm wrestling with my past patterns, but always I am hyper cautious when meeting guys. Most are truly harmless, but this one has me sniffing the wind from 300km.....
Of course there's only one thing to do to find out if this is a friend or foe. I'm trying not to let the hyaena's loose, but they're on high alert.
Dear Aunty Daisy, what to do?
H2
I talked to a guy about a month back, good to and fro emails, all good and he was superkeen, not ordinary keen, this was the supersize variety......and it was fine until he offered to fly me up that weekend (talked to him on Wed/Thurs, he's offering airfare for Fri. He lives in another city, which doesn't mean much, given that you can fly the length of NZ in 2 hours...:)
Anyway, he offered to fly me up for the weekend.....and I came to a screeching halt. I'm an independant person and have earned really good money over the years, but no matter how much I might like someone from a written encounter, I'm not flying them anywhere. So in the pit of my stomach, I don't feel good, just because I'm not down with someone spending money on me when we've never met.
I declined of course and said I would prefer we just chatted and that I couldnt take such a generous offer, but that I often travel so we're bound to catch up soon. He said he understood and could handle the rejection (huh??, I'm thinking wtf??).
Anyway, I just chilled on that cos it sounded waaaaaaay too grabby. He emailed again on Dec 26th to say hi and I left it for a few days to reply just cos I wanted to. When I went to reply there was a different pic and a new name, so I logged into the dating website and had a look at his profile to see why and what the new profile looked like. I receive an email from him that night saying HA! caught you looking at my profile.....feeeeeeeeeck.
Upshot is, he is coming to my city for work and is here two days. I have an aversion to his grabbiness, but given that I haven't been in the game for a few years maybe I'm being paranoid? He said he's busy Thursday and Friday but has Thursday evening free....I actually offered to meet Thursday lunch. So I feel like there's a constant manoeuvring......which you don't really want me to feel....cos if I smell manipulation, I'll come out swinging like Mike Tyson on his best day.
He seems like a really nice person and I'm wrestling with my past patterns, but always I am hyper cautious when meeting guys. Most are truly harmless, but this one has me sniffing the wind from 300km.....
Of course there's only one thing to do to find out if this is a friend or foe. I'm trying not to let the hyaena's loose, but they're on high alert.
Dear Aunty Daisy, what to do?
H2
Continuous day
I'm vibing a continuous day rather than a continuous night, spraying baskets in bright vibrant colours for the market. Sensible adult me says 'get old clothes on before you start spraying paint', rebellious teenage me says 'shut up, you boring fart, this is instant creativity'.
early evening: I went swimming this afternoon, took the dog to the river and decided to dive in and splash around for a while. I'm home, showered and supposedly refreshed, but actually, I'm exhausted, LMAO. I have to take a nap. I can bearly keep my eyes open :) aging gracefully, bah bloody humbug to that too :)
early evening: I went swimming this afternoon, took the dog to the river and decided to dive in and splash around for a while. I'm home, showered and supposedly refreshed, but actually, I'm exhausted, LMAO. I have to take a nap. I can bearly keep my eyes open :) aging gracefully, bah bloody humbug to that too :)
Sunday, 6 January 2008
Confounderation
I usually visit One Pic a Day Blog as one of my favourites, yours is in there too Sarah....but today when I logged in it came up with a 'this is an invited blog only, you are not invited to read this blog' message...WTF? Shit, some prewarning to join the liferaft would have been nice. I feel like I'm running around on the Titanic with the other lemmings asking 'where's the door Mister, where's the door?'. I feel offended.
Obviously something happened, either he was being abused or had something hardcore he wanted to put out there for just a few. But actually, fuck that, this place is for the public. So we can read and analyse, feel better, feel worse, feel sad, feel inspired, feel fucking happy, feel like death.....to purge. Delete the ass comments if you want, shit its your page, but closing the door because you want privacy??....sorry, bah bloody humbug.
LMAO, imagine if I get invited tomorrow?
Anyway One Pic A Day, I bloody miss you already.
Obviously something happened, either he was being abused or had something hardcore he wanted to put out there for just a few. But actually, fuck that, this place is for the public. So we can read and analyse, feel better, feel worse, feel sad, feel inspired, feel fucking happy, feel like death.....to purge. Delete the ass comments if you want, shit its your page, but closing the door because you want privacy??....sorry, bah bloody humbug.
LMAO, imagine if I get invited tomorrow?
Anyway One Pic A Day, I bloody miss you already.
Friday, 4 January 2008
Rollin'
So my agreement is that from today I start work again. I've spent the last three days camped out in an area surrounded by rainforest, no internet, no tv and alot of family, celebrating a beloved nephews 21st birthday.
It was a great couple of days, with just the right amount of time together. Any more than that and I would have had to call in the riot police as tensions sometimes rise when there are 20 people trying to occupy one house :) We managed to make it through with only one outbreak which was quickly dampened down. I was pleased about that, because I seriously restrict my time with family these days. Too many dramatic, sometimes violent encounters between other family members has made me very wary of how much time I will spend with them.
Growing up my nephew was alot like Dennis the Menace (cartoon character, little brat, mischievious, rascal, ratbag). I remember years ago when my sister and I lived together and her son,who is the same age as my daughter, used to terrorise her by chasing her around the house on his bike. Hence I was constantly chasing him. They were 3 years old when we shared a house. They are as close as any brother and sister can be. He has grown to be a handsome (unbiased opinion), loving, gregarious, hardworking rascal. He works in the mines in the far north of Queensland, earns outrageous money and loves his job.
We (the aunts) made him a necklace of money because he now lives in Australia and doesn't have the luggage allowance for big presents. His mother gave him a gorgeous whalebone pendant and his sister gave him a wahaika style handclub. No 21st keys anywhere :)
The younger(i.e not me) ones stayed up till 3am partying, I may as well have because I was wide awake with all the noise. The food was fantastic, an earth oven hangi, cooked to perfection. Tender, steamed falling-off-the bone beef and chicken, with mountains of potato, pumpkin, cabbage and stuffing to compliment the meats. Greenery was in the form of spinach and brocoli. Divine.
So now I'm back home, back in a real bed, my bed, bliss.
I arrived home yesterday and more friends arrived last night. Today we meet and plan how they want this year to roll out and how we can achieve that together. They are designers/artists and have worked together to create some truly stunning gear. So our meeting will be about creating a higher profile, seeking national funding and chosing a couple of national events for this year.
Ooops, I'm slipping into work modespeak...LOL. Ok, time to sieze the day. I have work to do. Time and tide waits for no man:)
I'm giving 2008 a loving embrace.
h2
It was a great couple of days, with just the right amount of time together. Any more than that and I would have had to call in the riot police as tensions sometimes rise when there are 20 people trying to occupy one house :) We managed to make it through with only one outbreak which was quickly dampened down. I was pleased about that, because I seriously restrict my time with family these days. Too many dramatic, sometimes violent encounters between other family members has made me very wary of how much time I will spend with them.
Growing up my nephew was alot like Dennis the Menace (cartoon character, little brat, mischievious, rascal, ratbag). I remember years ago when my sister and I lived together and her son,who is the same age as my daughter, used to terrorise her by chasing her around the house on his bike. Hence I was constantly chasing him. They were 3 years old when we shared a house. They are as close as any brother and sister can be. He has grown to be a handsome (unbiased opinion), loving, gregarious, hardworking rascal. He works in the mines in the far north of Queensland, earns outrageous money and loves his job.
We (the aunts) made him a necklace of money because he now lives in Australia and doesn't have the luggage allowance for big presents. His mother gave him a gorgeous whalebone pendant and his sister gave him a wahaika style handclub. No 21st keys anywhere :)
The younger(i.e not me) ones stayed up till 3am partying, I may as well have because I was wide awake with all the noise. The food was fantastic, an earth oven hangi, cooked to perfection. Tender, steamed falling-off-the bone beef and chicken, with mountains of potato, pumpkin, cabbage and stuffing to compliment the meats. Greenery was in the form of spinach and brocoli. Divine.
So now I'm back home, back in a real bed, my bed, bliss.
I arrived home yesterday and more friends arrived last night. Today we meet and plan how they want this year to roll out and how we can achieve that together. They are designers/artists and have worked together to create some truly stunning gear. So our meeting will be about creating a higher profile, seeking national funding and chosing a couple of national events for this year.
Ooops, I'm slipping into work modespeak...LOL. Ok, time to sieze the day. I have work to do. Time and tide waits for no man:)
I'm giving 2008 a loving embrace.
h2
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