WHEW!

I have so much stuff to tell. My last post wasn't really that long, these are the things that have been going on in my life.

1) The house. I've been stressing over finances and wether or not I'll have a fridge. I advertised on the net for housemates, and I have had a pretty good response. I'm showing people through on the weekend. It gives me a chance to explore the place, and to meet potential housemates. I do think its funny though; there's a way to email people questions about the property, and I've been getting a few 'questions' "regaring property 1234..." with contact details but no question. These people are obviously not that interested in the house. If they were the'd have rung, or have at least asked a question.

2) Work and money. They don't always go hand in hand apparently. We've been short staffed at work while one of us was on holidays, and the other people working in our facility (but not on our team) are massively short staffed, so we've been picking up their slack with duties that are normally shared. And I haven't been paid properly. I worked a public holiday 3 pay periods ago, and they still haven't paid me properly for it. And they owe me for a weekend I worked. That adds up to some serious and much needed money.

3) I read Harry Potter. I'm not going to comment on the plot, but just a few thoughts. WOW! Did not see the ending coming. Though it leaves the plot open for an awesome seventh book, and very possibly more. I'm sure the theories abound. I also thought the relationship twist was really good, and I liked the fact that she's starting to acknowledge the obvious, though nothing happened. Its been 3 books dammit!!!

4) The Random SMS'er. I got a random SMS on Tuesday. 'Hey how are you?'. I ended up texting this guy for a bit. Until I told him I had to go to bed, and he wanted to join me. Creep. 15 texts and he thinks thats enough to get someone into bed. I wouldn't be as worried if he told me where he got this number from, and how he knew I was in Sydney. He said he was searching though '?' and found it. He didn't say where he was searching through. I never told him I was in Sydney either. NSW; yes, but Sydney; no. And he's just texted me again. I'm not wasting more money on it. I have enough money woes.

11 more sleeps

I'm so excited. I move soon! I was a bit worried about having to foot the cost of the whole house set up, but I've had quite a few serious bites since I posted a 'housemate wanted' notice on the web. So when I go in its likely that I'll have other people helping out right from the word go. YAY!!!

I've Got A Golden Ticket

I got the house. Its so beautiful. I paid my deposit today. YAY FOR ME!!!

I found out this morning, whilst I was wrapping boxes for autoclaving. I was jumping up and down in the air and I yelled out (to nobody in particular) "I've got a place to live". Jackie was around the corner so somebody heard it and I didn't feel like a complete dick. After this I had an unaccountable urge to sing 'I've got a golden ticket' from the original Willy Wonka movie. So now I've got to come up with the rest of the advance rent, and the bond, and buy a fridge and freezer, and get my stuff *finally* shipped down from Queensland. *Sigh* Have found the house and now the stressful part begins.

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

I think this is the most awesome song I've heard in a LONG time. Its called Bad Day and its by Daniel Powter. Check it out.

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

(Oh.. Holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
Had a bad day (x5)
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Well I definitely didnt have a bad day today. I put in my application for two rental properties. They rang the owner and spoke to them, and then rang me back requesting more information. That was a good sign. Then when I dropped in the info they needed the property manager came and talked to me herself. Better sign. I'll keep my fingers crossed, but I wont hold my breath.

The joys of furniture shopping

I had one of the most hectic weekends just recently (yesterday and today). Combine my natural sleep deprivation at the end of a working week, with weekend work (money is good, but I start even earlier), with looking at properties and furniture shopping. Both full time undertakings, and with an afternoon each to do them. So on Saturday I saw a few properties. I’m applying for two of them. One is more expensive than I wanted, but its worth it. Balcony, new carpets and lino, a paddock of goats out the back, close to work. The other is smaller and has older interior, and the shower isn’t quite as good, but its cheaper and has a huge backyard. Comparing week to week rent I’d got for the more expensive one, but I’ve got to get a bond and get set up as well. So I’m applying for both of them. I need a place to stay and I’ll be happy at either.So after 3 hours of furniture shopping this afternoon I have come to the conclusion I’m never going to afford all the house furnishings. I have also come to the conclusion that furniture store boys are really really hot, and a lot of fun to flirt with. So the best thing I can come up with about having to buy my furniture one piece at a time is that I get to look at hot hot furniture boys.

Why I'm moving again

I gave notice to my landlord today. Things came to a head and we had a huge fight about him wanting to keep a door open. But that will be on the bottom of my list of what I've had to put up with. Here it is...

This is what I've had to put up with in the month I've been here.

• When I moved int there were dishes on the sink that had been there for 4 months. There was a fucking spider in one of the pots. And he didn't do anything about them. I had to wash them so I could eat.
• When I inspected this place I told him I hate roaches and he told me there were no, repeat NO roaches in this house. There are. This place is infested. The roaches have actually broken his microwave, which he has yet to fix.
• When I moved in the bathroom hadn't been cleaned in at least 6 months, if not more. And it took two weeks of asking and waiting, and asking, and waiting and demanding and telling him I wasn't doing it to get it done. I spend as little time as possible in there.
• He bought potatoes 6 months before I moved in, and forgot about them. Long story short - there was a big bag of insect shit in the cupboard. I don't use that cupboard.
• He shakes when he goes to the toilet. I know this by the drips on the toilet wall. EWWWWWWWWWW
• He has owned this place for a year and only bought a mop a week ago. The bathroom floor feels furry.
• He hosted a BBQ 3 weeks ago, and his guests did the dishes (which I get), but they left them to drain on the sink. They're still there. Refer to point 2 about the roach infestation.
• The stove hadn't worked for 4 months when I moved in. Took him 2 weeks to get it fixed. Then he refused to clean up because he said he'd done work for this week - yeah, waiting for a guy to show up to install it. No time to clean there.
• There are times when he doesn't come home at all until I'm in bed. On one of these nights I left him a note telling him he had to do his dishes from the BBQ that day, or he'd get roaches all over them. I also asked when he was going to clean the bathroom. When he got home at 11pm he woke me to discuss this note. Next time he wants to discuss anything after I'm in bed I'll just tell him that I'll wake him at 6am, when i get up, to discuss it.
• When I was inspecting this place I asked if he was going to get the phone installed. He said he was going to do it within a week. Two weeks later I asked him about ti and he said no, work paid for all of his calls on the mobile so he didn't need a landline. So I got it connected, with telstra, becuase I have a telstra mobile. He cracked the shits because he works for optus. He's not going to contribute to the bill, so why should he care?
• Before I even moved in, he was asking about the cat, how I was going to keep her, if I was going to take responsibility for her etc. I told him the cat was strictly to be kept indoors, and I'd keep her in my room for a couple of days to get her aclimatised to the place and then I'd move her stuff out of my room and let her out to run around. Three days after she gets here we start talking about her arrangements. He wants her kept in my room all of the time, with her litter tray and food bowls in there too. I come up with a compromise. She gets to run around but I keep her tray and food in my room.
• The roof leaks when it rains, over my bed.
• The kitchen tap leaks. Its irritating and I can always hear it. And there's a drought on.
• Last week we organised a cleaning routine. One week he cleans the bathroom/toilet, and I clean the kitchen/lounge and the next week we swap. This morning I remind him that it's cleaning day (nothing pushy, very casual about it) and he gets up me and tells me he can only clean once a fortnight and if I want it cleaned its up to me. He tells me he doesn't have time to clean because he's going out soon. Three sentences later he tells me its up to me to find a new place if I don't like his cleaning ideals. I come up with a compromise. He cleans one week. I clean the next.
• Later this morning I closed an external door, because ti was open and the cat was running around. He comes dtorming out of his room and starts yelling at me 'Why do you always close the doors? I want it open'. I tell him I want it shut because the cat is supposed to be kept indoors and keeping the doors shut will help that cause. He opens the door. I shut the door and ask why he doesn't open the identical door next to it that's got a screen on it. He tells me 'because I don't want to'. I ask him how long he wants it shut for, because during this time the cat has to be locked up in my room, and he tells me for 6 hours. I mean what the fuck? Isn't he supposed to be going out soon? Then he tells me its not working out. And I tell him I'm going. I've got a month to find a new place.

Well guess what! Karma's a bitch and so am I. I've had to put up with his shit for a month and now he can put up with mine for a month. We've already had a 'my dicks bigger than yours' competition involving his TV and my computer. I won. If he has the TV too loud then he won't hear a thing anyway.

Ups, Downs and Workmates

I just got back from a really awesome night. We had a concert at work, with a choir of some of my workmates and researchers. There were three a capella choirs, and they were actually really, really good. Unfortunately the night finished really early. So its 10.30pm my time, and I'm all wired to go out. I'm even all dressed and have a face on. But no social outlet. My only social outlet was the crook mentioned a few posts earlier. But seeing as the guys at the boarding house hate him, they hate me by default too. Still I had some social contact tonight. Would really like to go out right now tho. I'm not even in a mood to drink. I just want to be out, dancing, with people.
And now for a lighter note. Had the funniest discussions at morning tea today. Started off talking about Howards new labour laws. Then from there the discussion went to legal issues and stupid people suing other stupid people over really petty and stupid things. And that stirred Rudi out of his book. Now I should tell you about Rudi. He's old, less than 6 months away from retirement, a very talented musician and a good singer. And he spends most of our breaks sitting quietly in his corner reading his books. Now when he stirred out of his book to our discussion he became really lively. Everything was 'F***ing this' and 'F***ing that'. And we're all either laughing or trying not to laugh. Then we were discussing a case where a chick got hit on the head with a sign and was constantly having orgasms in public (Where was this sign I wonder?), so she was suing... somebody. And Rudi pipes up about the Japanese eggs. And then he asks if we all know what they are, and I fully beleive if somebody had said no he would have explained it, graphically. We were discussing this on the way out of the hospital after the concert, and I mentioned that I had not expected that comment from him. And Caroline says "Rudi, Oh no. He knows every position known to God, and then some we don't even know about!"