eatdixx's Diaryland Diary

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hits n misses, gutters n strikes

i can't find a job. i haven't really looked. why isn't one finding me? usually i have no trouble. pick one up straight away. without really trying. now i'm getting bummed out about being unemployed when all i've done is smoked weed had secks and watched my money dribble away. so i'm going on the dole. i've got an appointment next week. what about between then and now, though? what am i meant to do for cash say, if i was a single mother with a daughter and an iron deficiency?
isn't dribble a horrible word?
i love lindsey. i love how in the morning, he's all warm and cuddly and both of our weak soft bits are exposed and it's when i get to call him gorgeous things while he's still sleepy enough for me not to think that HE'S thinking i'm an idiot for calling him those cutesy gorgeous things.
i wonder if he's the most amazing boy on the planet? or the most handsome? little pink eskimo cheeks, the weird things he says when he first wakes up [which reminds me, i oughta keep a notebook by the bed for this crazy shit].
i spent the weekend just gone in sydney, with linz. my brother davie got married in this little bush clearing, with wooden rows and a rock to sign the bits of paper on. it was orsum. so beautifu. i cried. my sister was there, and my dad was nice. caught the train there and all the way back together, eating gluttonously on train food and sleeping on the floor at our footspace. hard. cold. but romantic.
lawn bowls. new adventure!
next time.

11:19 p.m. - 2004-10-26

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