This whole 'no chocolate' thing (or because I cheat, 'very very miniscule amounts of chocolate' thing) is a complete crock. I spent my entire high school life avoiding chocolate because I was under the impression that I was allergic to it, only to find out that my reaction to it was mostly hormonal, which basically meant that I only had to avoid it for about ten days a month - a few days before my period and throughout. Which is all well and good except that that is mostly the time that you need it. There is no available chocolate in this house except if I dare to open a king size Mars Bars, Cherry Ripe, Cadbury's Fruit & Nut bar, a new box of Lindt squares or an entire packet of Cherry Ripe biscuits. I hate Cherry Ripe but I'm still thinking about it. So, in order to distract myself I tried the substitute method of nibbling on some brazil nuts to take away the craving. There are only so many brazil nuts you can eat while thinking about how much nicer they would taste dipped in chocolate. Eventually I compromised and smothered three Corn Thins in Cadbury's Choc Hazelnut Spread (their rip off of Nutella) and inhaled them. And made myself a giant cup of tea to stop the twitching.
Had a pretty good week. On Thursday I went to visit Susie, who was in town doing some fashion showings to Sydney publications. Susie is kind of like my Melbourne Jade except that because we live in different cities (and I've only met her a handful of times) we don't go out socially. Had a great chat about her clients and my brilliant idea to get two commissions from one fashion story idea, which got me all pumped for pitching (which as you all know now is the bane of my existence).
After seeing her I went to give blood. I'm supposed to do it every three months but I'm never in the city any more and if I do it at Parramatta I would have to drive, which is hard when you have to keep the roll bandage on for at least an hour afterwards. Anyway this time they had no problem finding my vein, my haemoglobin's fine and I walked out all right as per usual. Will need to make an effort to go again in May.
Spent the majority of Friday doing eBay things and then went to dessert with Assumpta and Sireesha before going to see the late session of Brokeback Mountain, which despite all the hype and the counter-hype is simply a beautiful movie (review). Talked about a lot of things but most of all I suddenly felt the acute absence of Beq, who is still on the other side of the world.
Yesterday I went to the cricket with my dad, his birthday and Christmas present from last year. Sri Lanka beat Australia in the first final and, after an unbelievably poor start by Australia, looked the goods to finish the job. But then a magnificent display of batting by Ponting and Symonds (a double century partnership) saw Australia reach the massive total of 368. When Sri Lanka were bowled out for 201 chasing valiantly (their run rate was a healthy 5+ until their demise) I knew we'd seen a great game. Third final is tomorrow night which is unfortunately Valentine's Day. Stuart hates cricket.
Still looking for a decent job. Have applied for the Caritas one. Read and re-read the job description and realised how much I wanted the job. Would be terribly unprofessional of me to ring up and plead for it, but that's what I feel like doing. Just have to wait now. And guess what? Doing me some pitching today!
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