lady_sometimes

Would anyone like to housesit for me 20th December - 27th December.......I'm going to be in Tasmania and can't feed pete! or the ratties! or the chickens!!

http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=IGsJXQF-KLA


weird, weird, weird

well I met up with a 4th rsvp person on Wednesday and it was ok, and i'm going to meet him again Saturday.

I remember watching a movie where young professional dolled up in their powersuits with rolling suitcases and mobile phones, jetset off to foreign places, talk to concierges, have drinks at bars, charge to the corportation for meals etc.

It all looked glam and exciting. Oooh, Imagine that? that looks fun etc.

Well now that I can 'jetset' off to interstate Maths conferences to 'research', I am getting a taste of the corportate life.

and I really, really don't like it.

for someone who feels most themselves in rough gardening clothes, straw in their hair and covered in cow manure, being dolled up in a suit, lipstick, and in a 4-5 star hotel room feels really unnatural.

I like the internet access though, so I can at least rant about it.

What I would really like is to be romping around in casual clothes, eating plain meals. It's ridiculous, I just want plain vegetables and a bit of meat, not rocket salad with procuitto, pinenuts and goats cheese. I went out with the competitors and publishers last night and couldn't eat my meal because it was too rich.

I went for a walk on the beach and felt much more sane.

My ideal would be to find a small B&b to stay at or even a caravan park, buy my meals at Coles to prepare, and go for walks in nature to get the corporate sluge off me.

And even though it's not my money etc, I resent knowing that if I go downstairs for breakfast that my company is charge $16 whether I just have a standard bowl of meusli or a cooked breakfast with bacon and egg and mushrooms and tomatoes (and hell probalbly pesto, and crudittes, with a beetroot and crocodile couli).

Really when a breakfast costs that, I think jeez that could feed me breakfast for a month. Now I know some of this is the whole 'raised by single mum on sole-parent-pensions' 'witness to poverty and bankruptcy' thing, but I really think that why use money like that where that king of spending could effect better things in the world.

For instance this weekends costs:
Conference charge 3 days $350
Travel to and from $500
Meals $100
Internet $14

etc I don't even like it when our boss takes us to lunch....
but I suppose at least I can keep a good sense of reality....
and I know Sai would love the meals...

Now as you know 'pretty boy' left work, well guess what also, he's getting married! Well that really locks the can.....

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Anyway on other breaking news, I finally got up the guts to ask my housemates to move out by December.
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Having trouble with one of them that is demanding that I get him replacement packing boxes as I lent 3 or so old boxes to slinger8, I said I would help, but that it's not my responsibilty to source all of his. He asked where all the others were ( I have no idea, nor do I care), but he seems to act as if I were a mother that should fetch him things, he got all angry saying I'd promised him.

But as I have been cleaning after him for a year and doing most of his dishes, he can really drop off th cliff

The thing is I feel intimidated by his agression and don't feel safe around him, I would really like him to go early.
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I am going to ask Slinger8 whether I can stay on his couch. don't know what to do about Pete (the dog) though.

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I'm going to miss M (other housemate) but can't stand how his whole life is focussed on taking and acquiring drugs as if it's his sole purpose and meaning in life. I actually think it's become annoying to himself.

I'm also sick of hearing him loudly have sex with his g\friend, and that he now comes home and hides in his room with her.
I haven't had 'housemates' so much over this Winter, as 'sounds that come from bedrooms that pay rent'.

I would really like silence and then some hanging out watching TV in the lounge. But my housemates really aren't anymore.
It's been so long since 'House' House night, ever since M got internet in his room, he disappears, - so much for 'social networking'. What's the point of MSNing friends on the internet, when you're not communicating with the ones you live with - golden future for the world.

well I have now joined a dating agency that runs group dinners 'dinnerat8', so in 2 or 3 dinners I might have a dinner to go to. I hope they're not all way older than me, but my logic is as least they could be a friend.

Anyway, work's going ok, I hate it when my boss is away because I've got no-one to ask questions and talk maths.

I have been missing teaching, but it's such a nice break to have time to feel, be, have a break, not need 'nervous breakdown break' aka school holidays. Though there's something missing, I think it's soul meaning. I do my job well and have lots of ideas, but it's not as collaborative and interactive, though those are the very things that were wearing me down.

I get to give a talk to teachers next Thursday, it'll be a good outlet for my inner performer.

I've been having fantasies of asking all my housemates to leave. When I ask myself why ,it's because I'm wanting a clean and orderly environment and space-----------------aaaaaaa-----------space----------------

I seem to be doing dishes every day without the pile ending
There are so many regular gaps in our chore schedule that I've been looking at renting in Belgrave and letting the sloths live in my house.
My friend helen thought that I might be lacking in vitamin D from the sun, bring on the Spring......

Went to a PolyVic discussion group last night (polyamory), it was really interesting hearing about the vast range of lifestyles people have chosen in their relationships, and surprisingly some sounded functional.

But as I don't really have any significant others, let alone many, it will remain a theoretical option for a long time coming.

I feel utterly, dismally pathetic with how much time I've been spending feeling sorry for myself  (rem the scene? * I am alone...no...no...I am UTTERLY alone*  ; ). I mean seriously, am I trying for Honours in navel-gazing? [hey and just then entheo called! I will have a guest soon, yay for human company]

I've booked in for some counselling to help stop my inner nonscence.

And I put out the call, if you have any good ideas about meeting new people (platonically or otherwise) please comment, here's what I've tried recently:

* unicycle course
* facebook
* starting new job
* job social club outing
* online dating
* speed dating
* meeting up with exs
* meeting up with exs that I never really liked
* prearranged dinner dates
* sleezing onto friends
* sleezing onto housemate
* sleezing onto self? oh dear

Well yes quality effort from ladysometimes if I do say so!

Well, no excuse, I'm back to LJ.
Can't remember last time I was on.
THought I'd start documenting some of my nonsense projects.
Like 'what colour should the bedroom be'
and steps in 'Operation Prince Caspian' (I'll tell you more about this later)