I went into a el cheapo crap bookstore the other day, and picked up this little beauty for only $8. Bargain I know, and it didn't even have a remainder mark on it! Score!
Anyway, I was a bit skeptical about reading it - I'd been umm-ing and ah-ring about it for ages - but when I saw it on sale minus remainder mark I couldn't resist, thinking even if it was crap/sat on my bookshelf forever, who cared. It's not like I paid full price for it.
But I picked it up yesterday evening and started to read it.
And suddenly I was avoiding phone calls, avoiding my computer. I offered to get the train to a friend's house so I could keep reading (and also not to put her out by offering to come ...
So last night I went and saw Lily Allen:
I have a few words for Festival Hall: HAVE YOU IDIOTS NOT HEARD OF A RECENT INVENTION CALLED AIR CONDITIONING?
I have been to Festival Hall twice before - to see The Killers and Placebo - and both times it was boiling, but I was sitting down.
For Lily I was in the mosh and it was BLOODY HOT.
Everyone was sweating buckets before she even came out.
I felt so disgusting when I left.
But on the plus side, Lily was AWESOME :D
So good. So worth the gross sweating :P
So that was an awesome night. Apart from the sweating :P
And today (or yesterday, or the day before, depending on what news report you read, ...
So I'm writing this via the library, and I'm not sure if it's going to work cuz my page is all distorted and not working well.
Our Internet at home is conked; we're over the limit and it's gotten so slow that it won't even connect to my laptop.
BIG PROBLEM. On the plus side, one of my friends is swapping over her net providers and she doesn't have the net either!
Last night, I went over to Amy's house (y'all know as her regular commenter Amy, although she told me she's commented less now that I have the security in place - and to her I say YOU SUCK!) and helped her prepare stuff for her classroom, which involved cutting out what you see below:
And Amy with the jigsaw numbers (but she sucks ...
How was the weekend?
Argh, it's kind of annoying how slack I've been at blogging lately.
Yes I know, you can all hate me now *Braces self for hate*
On a random blogging note, remember how I put a block on the comment form because I got that spam comment?
Since then, I've had about another five or so spam comments - so random considering I *just* put the block on, so the only person who read them was me! And I didn't really read them, just saw they were spam and I hit delete.
Last night I spent hours preparing for this morning's tutoring, which saw the beginning of two new clients - brothers, one in grade six and the other year eight.
I was slightly freaking out ...
There's a great quick guide to spelling (via Jessica/BookEnds) from The Oatmeal.
It's basically the best guide ever, with some hilarious cartoons to help illustrate the points, such as cows eating casserole, people running over dolphins and riding manatees.
It's pretty much awesome as, and if you're a crap speller like me, check it out!
As I said, Amy and I went to the tennis yesterday to see the lovely Kate Miller-Heidke - loving the below pic! It was complete fail however, when she stopped singing - ie to get the crowd to sing. And it was fail massively as no-one sung! How embarrassing!
I don't think - if I ever became a singer that is! - I'd ever do that at community events, as clearly not everyone in the crowd had come to specifically see her - unlike Amy and I.
Tonight is book club! Which I am looking forward to very much:)
I also had two separate calls from two different case workers at the Foster Agency today, and I'm working for them tomorrow and Saturday woop!
And the one on Saturday is with one of ...
I woke up this morning feeling quiet sad. Would you like to know why? Because I was dreaming that I was working for Daphne Unfeasible, after I met Lili Wilkinson (her client) out at an event and she told me that Daphne had moved from Colorado (her actual home/office) to Melbourne.
And so I went to her office, said my case, and got hired on the spot.
And I woke up so sad, realizing this would never happen, until one of my friends told me, "Don't worry, one day it will come true" and I said yeah right.
So a great, literary start to the day!
After that I jumped online and discovered this new critique blog, that I think everyone should check out - especially if you are an aspiring writer.
I am feeling very disconnected from everyone!
First I went to Sydney, and now this weekend - from Friday to midnight last night - I was at a friend house, just outside the city, and the only contact with the Internet I've had all weekend was checking Facebook on my mobile, which I did about two times.
Which, to anyone that knows me, is surprising as I usually check it hourly!
And today in Melbourne it is storming really bad (great grammar/English there I am aware of that, my brain isn't working for some reason!) and the weather is just plain awful so I'm curled up in bed, hiding away.
Which is good/bad. Good because its warm and nice and bad because I have stacks to do - check my diary for work ...
Today I was at Marketing work, and we are in the process of getting renovations.
So basically I've spent a dusty day packing!
We had this glass display in the foyer of our department, and I took it apart. In it was displays of work from students from various vocations, including the creative writing department.
I put a whole bunch of books from their department in a box to ship back to them, and, while flicking through it, I came across a poem written by someone I used to know.
I remembered that she did, in fact, do the writing course at that tafe, and as I read the poem it reminded me excatly of her - deep, dark, depressing. I could almost picture her, sitting at her desk, smoking and drinking red wine, writing it, ...
This afternoon I had a meeting with a potential new client for tutoring her two sons.
To be honest I didn't know what to expect. It was a recommendation by a current client, and she told me a tiny bit but not much.
Plus I don't have any time!
The other thing is, these two are going to be hard work. I am grooming them for VCE (the Victorian higher education certificate)!
**Okay, for the last HOUR I have been getting increasingly ANGRY at my bloody laptop which KEEPS FREEZING.
So before I go and THROW THIS STUPID COMPUTER OUT THE WINDOW I am going to go, and relax.