shillyshallying around

I WAS GOING to call this post "procrastination of the nation" but that sounded too much like the name for a reality teevil show or something and i could just see eddie maguire as the irritating strangle-worthy host and then he really would be eddie everywhere and it'd be all my doing and i'd have to run away and hide under a big rock in a faraway land to escape the wrath of a million or so irate pitchfork wielding melburnians.

don't you think shillyshallying sounds so much nicer that that?

i imagine it to be an ancient tribal dance incorporating hopscotch moves, hula hoops and feathered headwear, what say you?!


yah, so these are the things i SHOULD be doing today:

resubmitting the grammar module for my tefl course [for which i only got a measly 82%]

fixing up my CV to make me look like a shithot teacher-like candidate and sending it over to supermum ON. THE. DOUBLE.

writing up part two of my rainbow adventure so it can be published along with part one on vibewire

scheduling a dins with professor grey hair and auntie joan

scheduling a mumma burrito dins to drag poor malnourished rak along to

working out some kind of travel insurance for my rapidly approaching departure ~ at the time of writing i have approximately 128 hours left of this horrid office ~ WOO. FARKING. HOO!!

and these are the things i AM actually doing today:

pissing around with html to try and make this blog look pretty [your opinion is graciously NOT required]

listening to such musical gems as the gunners' [how crap is their "official" site?!]"don't cry" blasting from my workmate's computer

eavesdropping on conversations occurring across the other side of the office about people's fingers getting bitten off in fights and the subsequent hospitalisation that has occurred

counting the number of desks in our department [31] and marvelling at my ability to not speak to any of the occupants for near on four hours now and yet simultaneously incur absolutely NO GUILT from stealing their cheese slices from the frige

wondering if SHE has figured out this blog address and might be reading this post.

last night was "the~infamous~kent~street~lives~on~bbq" hosted by professor grey hair and held in his concrete garden under that great grey sky you might have noticed on your travels.

twas surely a roaring [if a leetle short-lived] success replete with peach cheesecake, TWO kinds of felafel & hommus, a surprise visit from charlie brown [alternately known as tom's mate matty], and beer n hugs aplenty.


and today? it smells like felafel [of course!], surprises and virtual bubble wrap [i popped 196 medium bubbles in 20 seconds flat with using manic mode ~ the high score is 5.4 seconds so i didn't even make it into the top 50...yet].

xx