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bizack in bizness
oh ohhhh oh i'm absolutely fucken busting to take a piss. but if i get up now i'm going to be charged for this time on the internerd, and it's already very pricey, is it possible to write this long awaited entry before my guts explode and my socks smell like piss, or should i just go?
what a quandry. i like the word quandry. also i like connundrum, and ferdinand.
HIGH! so anyway. to updizzy. i'm back in austrizzle, melbizzy. with linzey. things are amazing with him, we wonder if we'll run out of kisses, we kiss so much. i don't think i will, ever. living with him is great, but it's been a bit worrying, i really want it to work out and i don't want things to be to different with me and kate from how they were, although i'm aware that they would have to change. i love being back home, but work is hard to find. actually i'm crap, i haven't really been looking very hard. i got the my career section last weekend and circled some ads that looked promising, but i haven't applied. job for tonight, write some applications. this week, lindsey and i spent three days down on safety beach, walking from house to house delivering leaflets about the new marina they're getting built down there, some developers fucked up and we had to deliver the pr pamphlet, to ease minds about the recent flooding to houses that's occurred in the area, due to the developers dredging up the marshlands. anyway, so we walked around for three days and get five hundred bucks each, which is well needed and almost already gone, before i've even gotten it. can't believe i was delivering leaflets. but then, why not? but fuck, i felt like a jehovahs witness again, and i was slightly ashamed at my reactions, checking my clothes and making sure they were shabby enough not to actually BE mistaken FOR a jehovahs witness, which wouldn't be SUCH a bad thing, but bla bla bla, i'm fucked in the head. my brother davie gets married next weekend, so off to w'gong on the train for that, thanx to mikey brother working for state rail, with his family passes i get free train trips round australia, THANK YOU COUNTRY LINK. it's being held in a scout hall in the mountains of the gong, and it's going to be super casual and freaky, right up davie's alley. lindsey will meet dad. that'll be strange for both of them. and me. apart from that nothing much really is happening except the sex is great and i'm mostly uncontrollably happy, except when i dampen things with my old relationship habits, like being a grandma about stuff PUT YOUR JUMPER ON, IT'S RAINING, YOU'LL CATCH A COLD, or NO THANKS, I DON'T WANT A BEER, I'D RATHER HAVE A TEA and smoking too much weed, rendering us useless as robots run out of batteries, with eyes staring blankly at the teev, making us boring and cagey inside our heads.
i apologise for the shit entry, it's hard to write when you're happy. wait until shit starts happening and i fuck up, like the next time i have an insane jealous attack, then you'll wish for the happy boring entries, but instead you'll have emotional over analytical angry attacks of werdz.
werd.
10:10 a.m. - 2004-10-15
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