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deathpixieThere was a message on the answering machine when I got home (early) this afternoon letting me know mum and dad are coming back earlier than planned. Like tomorrow afternoon. Which means I have not a lot of time to get the place cleaned up after a couple of weeks of being social. Eek.
Actually, things aren't that bad - I mainly have to vacume (sp?) and put new linen on their bed seeing how it got used during the AusCon Extended Ficcer Mix and clean out the festering things in the fridge - mum didn't clean it out before she left, and things are... evolving. If you don't hear from me I've been captured by a scary new fridge civilisation and they're sacrificing me to the Fridge Light God.
Last night was the work Christmas party, so everyone was rather seedy today. I was more tired than hungover, despite the Strongbow I'd drunk, and that was mainly because I left early and got in touch with Melancamp when I got home and spent til midnight on the phone. *grins* Yes, it's very easy to spend three hours on the phone - Mel and I do this on a frighteningly regular basis. One of the things that came out of our Talk was that I'm going to try and make Brisbane for New Year's. I know I can't afford it, but I think there's some space left on my credit card, and with the news that I will be full time from January 7 (Whoo! HappyDance!), I think it's worth a bit more debt. At least I'll have two full time pays to put almost entirely on the card, so things should work out okay. I hope. Christmas is going to be stingy from me this year - I'm thinking of hanging onto various Christmas gifties until January, if only so I'll have the money to send them to those intended to receive them. I still haven't gotten anything for my folks or my grandparents either, but as usual, I'm stumped for ideas. Yes, I went a little nuts during AusCon and spent far more money than I should have. But I have lots of new CDs and the Callaghan's books, which should keep me happy for a whole two months. It's been ages since I spent any amount of money on myself on stuff I wanted, not needed, so I'm considering it my Christmas gift to myself. I'll have to ring and check the credit card balance and hope it's this side of $1000 - I may have to put some money on it this week to get people off my back, even tho' rent's due when Mum and Dad get back. They weren't around when it was due at the start of the month.
My AusCon report is slowly forming in my head. I will speak more of this, later. When I can translate it into English from sleep-deprived gibberish. I am, however, in the throes of Post-Con Depression, missing folks being around. Which is why I've turned the music up loud. Music is good.
I'm having dinner with BRM tonight - I spoke to him yesterday and he sounded majorly depressed. *sighs* Great mood for me to move back in on - too bad mum and dad changed their plans. I could do with another week away from His Moodiness. Still, it's understandable, if not a bit selifish on his part - he's realised just what life's like when I'm not around, and he doesn't like it. But that's his problem, not mine, and if he tries to guilt-trip me, I'm going to put my foot down and tell him the situation's of his own making. You can't treat someone the way he's treated me the past year - and that's being objective, not vindictive - and expect me to still be around for him. He made it clear he didn't want me in his life at all and that's exactly what he's getting. Screw him.
I'm burning Barenaked Ladies CDs at the moment - Dex left them here for me to copy, which is what I'm doing. They'll be returned, with interest - I'm going through my stuff for appropriate music. *grins* This could be very interesting.
Well, I'm off to clean. Catch you later.
Actually, things aren't that bad - I mainly have to vacume (sp?) and put new linen on their bed seeing how it got used during the AusCon Extended Ficcer Mix and clean out the festering things in the fridge - mum didn't clean it out before she left, and things are... evolving. If you don't hear from me I've been captured by a scary new fridge civilisation and they're sacrificing me to the Fridge Light God.
Last night was the work Christmas party, so everyone was rather seedy today. I was more tired than hungover, despite the Strongbow I'd drunk, and that was mainly because I left early and got in touch with Melancamp when I got home and spent til midnight on the phone. *grins* Yes, it's very easy to spend three hours on the phone - Mel and I do this on a frighteningly regular basis. One of the things that came out of our Talk was that I'm going to try and make Brisbane for New Year's. I know I can't afford it, but I think there's some space left on my credit card, and with the news that I will be full time from January 7 (Whoo! HappyDance!), I think it's worth a bit more debt. At least I'll have two full time pays to put almost entirely on the card, so things should work out okay. I hope. Christmas is going to be stingy from me this year - I'm thinking of hanging onto various Christmas gifties until January, if only so I'll have the money to send them to those intended to receive them. I still haven't gotten anything for my folks or my grandparents either, but as usual, I'm stumped for ideas. Yes, I went a little nuts during AusCon and spent far more money than I should have. But I have lots of new CDs and the Callaghan's books, which should keep me happy for a whole two months. It's been ages since I spent any amount of money on myself on stuff I wanted, not needed, so I'm considering it my Christmas gift to myself. I'll have to ring and check the credit card balance and hope it's this side of $1000 - I may have to put some money on it this week to get people off my back, even tho' rent's due when Mum and Dad get back. They weren't around when it was due at the start of the month.
My AusCon report is slowly forming in my head. I will speak more of this, later. When I can translate it into English from sleep-deprived gibberish. I am, however, in the throes of Post-Con Depression, missing folks being around. Which is why I've turned the music up loud. Music is good.
I'm having dinner with BRM tonight - I spoke to him yesterday and he sounded majorly depressed. *sighs* Great mood for me to move back in on - too bad mum and dad changed their plans. I could do with another week away from His Moodiness. Still, it's understandable, if not a bit selifish on his part - he's realised just what life's like when I'm not around, and he doesn't like it. But that's his problem, not mine, and if he tries to guilt-trip me, I'm going to put my foot down and tell him the situation's of his own making. You can't treat someone the way he's treated me the past year - and that's being objective, not vindictive - and expect me to still be around for him. He made it clear he didn't want me in his life at all and that's exactly what he's getting. Screw him.
I'm burning Barenaked Ladies CDs at the moment - Dex left them here for me to copy, which is what I'm doing. They'll be returned, with interest - I'm going through my stuff for appropriate music. *grins* This could be very interesting.
Well, I'm off to clean. Catch you later.
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Too... Much... Talk....
Date: 2001-12-13 11:21 pm (UTC)ComecomeCOME to Brissy. I will... well, you'll probably be mostly over your Con-downer, but hey, it'll be a chance to get away. And... um... I'll figure out how to get to climb the Kangaroo Point Cliffs, iff'n you come. I'll sit down the bottom and have a few drinks and watch. *G*
*hugs* Can't wait. We might even be able to persuade Amanda to come down from Noosa...
Re: Too... Much... Talk....
My boss wasn't terribly communicative today, on account of being horrendously hung-over, but I'll have an answer re time off by Monday. I'll check out flights by then as well. Like I was saying to BRM, I've got at least two full-time pays to put towards the card, so I should be okay money-wise.
Besides, I believe I still owe you a drink. One with a rude name. ;)
*hugs*
Date: 2001-12-14 12:55 am (UTC)Glad you're sticking to your guns where BRM is concerned. *smiles* And, you do need to go to Brisbane. The God of Cons summons you whether...or is that hither? I know it's something with a ther...not entirely sure what but anyway, you must go. *grins* There must be happy Christmas Rossi's...happy Christmas Rossi's are of the strong.
*hugs* Anyhoo, after Cons can be downers, mainly because all the really people that are just so cool when you're around them like, suddenly dried up and you're in a ficcer drought again and it's like, where was my lovely ficcer rain of people? See, this is when you need to get out the dancing boots and do the Ficcer dance...which looks amazingly like a cross between the snoopy dance and the booty dance, or so I'm told. Then they'll just start falling again and in no time you'll have a ficcer flood. *ponders* Hmm...might want to put on a raincoat or something first then. There's nothing that make you catch your death faster then a rain of ficcers.
And now having planted disturbing brain images, as all good angels are won't to do from time to time, I leave. *grins and dashes off*
~Seraph. (AKA Your friendly neighbourhood force of...hmm, something...can't remember what it was though. It'll come to me eventually.)
Re: *hugs*
Date: 2001-12-14 06:00 am (UTC)*hugs* Thanks for the laugh. :)
Confessions of a former spelling bee champ
Date: 2001-12-14 07:24 am (UTC)B) Seraph: You can say thither, because it's the "hither" equivalent of "there".
and finally
C) I want Aussie ficcers for Subrealicon. *pout* Travel hither and yonward this May!!!
Trisha Lynn
...ficcer dancing 'til my feet give out...