Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Don't put me in a box

I had a "long weekend". It's was fantastic! Varied excursions on my to do list.

I knew I have a working contract commencing the following week therefore able to relax and enjoy the time off work. I spent most of my free time while unemployed or more preferable "between jobs" watching consecutive episodes of Sex and the City, 3 seasons down another 3 to go - cheap and cheerful.

Friday I was up bright and early. I needed to send out some thank you emails for all those wonderful people who attended my and J's birthday party on the weekend. I sent out individual thank you's. Yes, I chose to do individual emails just to show my true appreciation, not enough people go to any effort to send out a simple "thanks for being part of the night".

Next on my to do list for the day was the Pissarro exhibition. I love the art gallery. Pissarro is one of my top 5 favourite artist's, I feel consumed with emotions when I admire the impressionists - "my heart rage a thousand emotions" Art. Life. Love... While I'm at the gallery my thoughts include wishing I had someone to share this experience with, on the other hand I love doing it alone, looking at the pieces getting my thoughts lost in a time so very different to today and not have to compare notes with another "would you like this painting in our house?" or questions alike (a past love used to ask these questions - he wasn't an art lover, bless him for trying).

That night saw me out and about with A. and H., 3 bottles of pink faux champers at Cargo Bar! Ahh... What a night, H was politely asked to leave the venue due to intoxication (there's a theme here, last week A. this week Hayley maybe next week it will be my turn - lets hope not).

Jamiroquai concert on Saturday night at centennial Park, I'm so spoilt to have such a beautiful park at my door step. The Cat in the Hat was absolutely fantastic! The back up bands were great fun. Sensational night except the 45 minute wait for the toilet and unable to find J afterwards therefore we both enjoyed the concert in different locations dancing away in the midst of over 25,000 of strangers!

Sunday afternoon a paid homage to my past and went to the autosalon It was compulsory for me to attend a few years back. Hasn't changed at all, same faces, same cars... I did see the best friend of Dom and after a very brief chat he gave me enough information not to worry about seeing him in the flesh considering what happened last time...

I was asked on Monday what I did on the weekend and I was on the receiving end of a strange look... Is it really that hard to believe a girl can love art, obsessed by sex and the city as well as admire super modified cars?

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