Liffe: I Won A Stubby Holder at KARAOKE!

I won the most prestigious accolade...

The night was to be a quite one, my plan was to enjoy ONE happy hour drink at the pub down stairs from work. During the ONE drink at the pub my girlfriend said she was planning a quite night in watching a dvd and cooking dinner *bright light* I invited her over to my place for dinner and a movie - why both be home alone when you can have company.

After our ONE drink we jumped on the bus to my place, now it was my intention to cook a nice meal but I was talked out of it (easily). Thai food it is...We needed to get cash so walked into my local pub for the second time and saw that they were setting up karaoke, we giggled and said after dinner we may consider coming back. We purchased a couple bottles of wine and went back to my place, sat in the courtyard enjoying the balmy evening. The first bottle always goes down so easily.

Sticking to our plan I put on a dvd, My Father The Hero - what a feel good little ditty, after such a movie, almost 2 bottles of wine and funky music we freshened and HIT THE PUB! Now this is a place that I've only been in once before for a reason, old dudes lined up along the bar beers in hand, woman in their early 40's with cellulite down their arms and the local drunk boys, which I later found out to be the local cricket team. I picked my song based purely on seeing the B52's in concert the preceding Thursday. We had to wait some time until our song was up. GLITTER ON THE MATTRESS... GLITTER ON THE HIGHHHWAAAY... GLITTER OF THE FRONT PORCH... GLITTER ON THE HALLWAAAAAYYYYY!!!!

Since we were on a high from the duet (and the man that I ended up exchanging more than just witty banter) we NEEDED to hit a dance floor, not initially what I had in mind at all we went to Minsky's to sing along with the piano man close to midnight.

Jumped into a cab, kissed the boy that will now be known as the guy I met a karaoke that never called. As we were waiting for the security check at the piano bar a woman was run over - my first aid training was almost put to use, went over to assist and the drunk scary man that was closer was taking control and doing the WRONG methods, I tried to say something... Ambulance called, nothing I could do but continue my awesome night.

Glass of water in hand and prime seats around the piano, we sang along, laughed at the clientele, all in a good night. A lady approached me and asked if my name was Mary - I was taken aback for a moment, my friends name is Mary..? "I saw you at the Bridgeview!" she exclaimed, further "You sang loveshack! You were fantastic!" CRAZY STUFF!

I chilled and listened to the piano man, was talking to the lady and her husband to the right and one of the most gorgeous men I've ever seen to my left, we were singing along and playing around 'You walked into the party, like you were walking onto a yachtYou're so vain. You probably think this song is about you. You're so vain, I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you?' all in good fun... He introduced me to his father, we were all talking, singing and dancing a little. Mary wanted to leave, I didn't want to leave this man - I mentioned ever so coyly that my friend was leaving, he told me I should go to as ever much as he would like me to stay he has his girlfriend at home! So after a bit of a sing along to 'You've lost that love and feeling' I glanced at my watch and it was 2.05am, decided to call it a night myself. Said my goodbye to the most gorgeous man in North Sydney and his father, his father told me to stay 'nothing good ever happens after 2am' with that said I turned away and walked out, home within minutes later. A great impromptu night

TIN ROOF RUS-STED!

Article: The Primitive Animal Instinct

I do find it rather humorous when a friend finds it necessary to send me articles titles 'He's Just Not That Into You'... If *he* was in fact interested in me, there would actually a *he* in my life - it's pointing out the obvious. With rant over, the article puts in writing much more eloquently than me the behaviour I've be accustomed to recognise.

Closer to you

The first principle is that of proximity. For animal males, proximity is all about who they let into their space. This means staking out their territory by wandering around and pissing on trees and fighting with any other male they come into contact with. For human males, that usually happens on Saturday nights after the footy. When it comes to girls, however, it’s pretty straightforward: if we like you, we’ll try to spend as much time as possible near you. The law of proximity means we’ll make the effort to be close to you (and not just when we want something). That “things-are-really-hectic-at-work-so-maybe-I’ll-see-you-in-a-week” guy who only communicates via SMS? Not into you.

Attention feminine disorder

The second principle is attention. If a male woodpecker sees a woodpecker hottie he likes, he taps out woodpecker songs he knows she digs, fetches her little woodpecker presents and generally tries to figure out what it’s gonna take to make some sweet woodpecker love to her. In short, he pays attention. The same holds true for us Homo sapiens.

So if it’s your birthday and he nonchalantly gives you a book by an author you’re crazy about, he’s been paying attention. And if he pays attention to what you’re saying and what you do, chances are he probably wants you hold your hand, test most of the Kama Sutra out on you, and then make you tea and toast in the morning. But it’s a bitch that men have one-track minds. We’ve got a lot of things to keep our mental processors busy – like keeping track of what’s happening in the premier league, memorising all the cards so we can rule at Trivial Pursuit and figuring out whether one can, in good conscience, substitute lemons for limes in a mojito. So the fact that we know that you like ‘70s rock and hate mango juice means we’re tuned into who you are. And we don’t do that for just anybody,

Mating rituals

The third principle is courtship. While for some male mammals, this means performing weird and complicated dance moves and then jumping on a female’s back and biting her on the scruff of the neck, things in the human kingdom are slightly different. Still, we no longer live in an age where spreading cloaks over puddles in front of you or challenging those who insult your honour to duels is how we show we care. But I’d like to think we do make small courtship gestures. We notice if you’re cold and whether your drink needs topping up, and rescue you if you’re being hassled at the bar by sweaty marketing managers trying to get you to touch their iPhones. We tolerate you having to play your new favourite song again and again. And we actually clean up a bit if we know you’re going to come by. We send you goofy links on Facebook if we know you’re having a hard time and need cheering up. OK, so maybe it’s not quite like writing a Shakespearean sonnet, but we do try.

Life: A Birthday Note

Some of my friends are just so wonderful!!! I had lunch with one of my girlfriends today, we spoke at great length about the year ahead being 31. The revelations, the relationships and expectations. After lunch she sent me the following email - it brought a tear to my eye... I'm so happy that she is in my life:

I think your 31st birthday should only mark one thing; your brilliance, your strength, and an acknowledgment of all the things you have experienced in life so far.

You should be very proud of yourself and know your self worth as you are an extraordinary human being.

I know your not into God but maybe the universe has given you extra hurdles to make you stronger than those around you. Maybe you are actually meant to be doing something more significant while you are on this earth than those around you.

Disappointment from those around you just creates a clearway to re-evaluate yourself, your soul’s development, and your own evolution into something even better. It is a time to move forward and that is a wonderful thing.

Life: To Invite or Not Invite... That was the Question

My birthday is coming up, Wednesday in fact - it's by no means a monumental celebration, 31, I feel nonchalance about the event. But this is Me, there's always an excuse to celebrate.

Initially my invitation was sent out via crackbook only and this was when I was feeling rather down and out and thought organising an event where I was he centre of attention would fill a void, how temporary that maybe. The impeding week saw an uncomfortable email from the man I was seeing ending whatever relationship one could describe the brief liaison and well he was on my recipient list - after weeks he still hasn't responded. Say 'maybe' at least - don't ignore it.

Last week I decided to finally get around to emailing my invitation to those wonderful friends of mine that don't use facebook at all or don't access religiously, I sat at my computer at work starring at the half dozen or so emails from RR and pondered sending him an invite, we are after all 'friends'. I had to get a second opinion... So grateful I did, here are the scenarios I would need to prepare for:

(a) him arriving with another woman,
(b) him agreeing to come and not turning up,
(c) him turning up and going home with someone else,
(d) him turning up and not going home with anyone – including you… or even
(e) him turning up, bringing you a gift, going home with you, and then breaking your heart yet again…

No invitation sent.

Life: Rant #7876542

My flat mate has started to see a new girl, her computer broke and he left her at our place today! Who is this person!?!?! Not on!

Life: Filtering a Friend - TAKE 2

It's almost a year since I wrote this post:

This is going to be hard, I have come to the conclusion that one of the girls in my life has a negative impact on me.

She is someone that I have a lot in common with, we both enjoy musical theatre, horse racing, same venues for casual and formal drinks, she's beautiful, witty and intelligent, it's shame that our other commonality is the man we dated.

I feel that every time I'm around her I'm reminded that I was inadequate for D, he wanted to be with her.

On Saturday night I went to a friend of a friends birthday cocktail party, The Doctor who use to pine for me, send random text messages brought a date to the party - my friend, this friend. To set the record straight, I have no romantic interest in this man and the last couple occasions I've been out where he has been I've left with another man. With this I'm more than happy for him to see my friends, but why this girl?

I'm fragile enough as it is when it comes to my self esteem, I can not expose myself to this slap in the face any longer... I will have to slowly filter out any and then all social contact with her for my own well being.

I guess filtering out a friend that you have so much in common with is a little easier said than done... 11 months later we still go out together, and I feel just about the same, granted the inadequacies relating to D have dissipated a little, however, 2 men that we've met together in the last 6 months have fancied her, when they learn she's not interested in them romantically, they move onto me.

It was The American I liked and worked at, hey where did that get me? Nowhere other than the recipient of an uncomfortable email a couple months later. Now it's my flatmates friend Colonel Mustard, we were all out last night (at The Doctors birthday celebration) and toward the end of the night he pulled me close on the dance floor going in for the kiss. Instead of feeling flattered I felt flat and danced away from him.

I'm through with feeling second best, if I remove her and the the spotlight always on her maybe I'll finally be out of the shadow...

Life: Advice

I was chatting to My Lord last night and he told me that he thinks I need 2 lovers, 1 for intellectual stimulation and the other that looks good (he was saying sculptures pecks!).

Life: Guilt

I ‘avoided’ contacting him when I dropped my car off today, thought it’s best I don’t see him, distance is good given our last encounter and the dealing with his estranged wife.

His best friend told me that his father passed away Thursday night / Friday morning. I sent a text, the words couldn’t come out unfortunately it sounded like just a generic ‘condolences’ message. I thought of calling later – no idea what to say, there’s no words to make it better.

L. called later that day and I know it’s wrong, I didn’t mention D’s father – I know she had interaction with the family. She couldn't have this as well! I need to remove myself from the insecurities that are evoked whenever I think about the past.

* whatever "this" is... Emotional turmoil I don't wish to share.

Life: An Awesome Week

I love weeks where lunches are with friends everyday, seeing people you love each night and watching a friend from work playing dress up in my dresses to wear a something special to a cocktail party... Finally watching that ever so popular movie Twilight and exchanging quizzical looks - Vampires cannot go out in the sun!

A sensational dinner at Bilsons, Sydney's number one restaurant of 2009 a 5 course degustation with matching wine with fabulous people from work...

Dinner and interesting conversation with a great friend, the hours at the little Indian joint just flew by, he intentionally walks on the 'outside' of the street - a gentleman,

Flooded with texts & emails from the gorgeous R, emails during work hours, texts at whatever hours of the morning, then there was that one that came through 'I think we got off on the wrong foot'... What does all this mean?

Watching How To Act Around Cops an entertaining play and I actually enjoying it, laughing inappropriately when one character gets killed - I was the only one that laughed!

Serendipitously bumping into friends at the piano bar after the play, one drink turned into many...

Drinking 2 wines at an impromptu lunch at work today and feeling tipsy - giggling at colleagues comments, inappropriately, again.

- it’s not the weekend!

Life: 'You Should Be More Yourself'

Funny when your flat mate makes the remark that I should have been 'more myself' with The American I was dating...

Well, I lent him a DVD when we were dating and I wanted it back - I refuse to be out of pocket (or alike) at the end of a relationship, so I asked for it - The American asked for my address to post it to me. Taking on my recent advice from the roomie:

Me: My work address is below, so much for ‘friends’.

Him: I hope we can be friends. I’m happy to drop the DVD off sometime. Actually, I coming up the north side Sunday afternoon, if you’re around?

* he didn't come around - he posted it to me at work weeks later

Life: I think he likes you - he wants to kiss you - he wants to date you!

That's what my dear friend said to me today when I told her about this message:

I feel like I didn’t get to spend much time with you today. Perhaps we could have lunch alone next time (or do dinner/movie)? Maybe I’m just being selfish and wanted to hog you all to myself

Life: A Story...

I was sitting out in the courtyard just outside from where I’m doing my course, my work colleague and I were talking about parents and odd relationships we have. Well, her girlfriend received a phone call from her father in tears saying his wife (her mother) has left him for the man that lives 3 buses down in the caravan park and they moved to another caravan park together.

Life: Saving a Picture

"Ctrl S" who would've thought 2 keys would be so melancholy. I was tagged in a photo in Facebook and with many of the pictures I save them to my computer just in case they go missing - this one was of me and S, now to be known as The American. I wasn't saving a picture of 'us', come on I'm a little more balanced than that (I think), it's that I saved the photo into the file 'miscellaneous'. Sad that a few months with a person can now be considered in my mind and on my computer as not belonging anywhere.

Life: I Love My Friends Part ....

Sometimes I can not express myself the way I want to so I succumb to silence or let the words of others promote the emotions instilled within:

Oh sweetheart! I know how you feel – we all go through that – and ending something is always hard. Take your time in mourning and don’t feel bad about it. Take as long as you want.

Your past is your past. It does not in any way determine your future – your past relationships were experiences – not failures and do not determine that is it for you! That is just nonsense!

Maybe its too early for you now – but you need to think this; “I didn’t have that because there is something SO much better out there for me!”. I know you are a science freak but I really believe in powers of universe, life, & spiritual growth. There is always always something better and never ever give up that thought. You will not be alone forever! Maybe its just that you are actually not ready – maybe there is a lesson you are not learning about yourself or maybe you are not focusing on what you really want – or maybe you need to be more like the person you want to attract???

My point is that the way you are feeling has nothing to do with this particular guy or any of your past relationships – its about YOU! This is about you.

So true... I should remind myself of her words constantly

Life: What's on Your Mind?

After the wicked incident I hadn't heard from him until today, a bit of back and forth about 'last week' and idle chat about the weekend... I had enough needed to say:

I thought it obvious that I was upset about the other night, you are actually the only person that didn’t contact me the next day to see if I was ok… I don’t know if you thought giving me space would be beneficial, to me that’s just being insensitive. So, I guess that brings me to the question. Do you want me to be your friend or your girlfriend? Right now I feel like neither, I’m not being critical it’s just how I feel right now.

Through a few emails about needing to chat, late this afternoon I received an email from him:

OK, I would much rather have spoken to you about this in person, but now that you have brought it up, we may as well discuss via email. I have enjoyed our time together, but I don’t think that things are working out for us. I’ve been feeling there are differences between us and then questioning whether we suit each other as a couple. As well, I haven’t had the enthusiasm for us that I should, or you deserve. I think we’re good as friends, but can’t see us moving on from there. How did you think things were going?

What can I say, I knew it. My friends heard it when I spoke to them... He was a man I wanted to want but something was just not right.

Another failed relationship.

Life: Two Words

'Take Care.' My interpretation of this statement is a polite fuck off, to this end I have not responded to this text that popped into my inbox on Saturday afternoon... To my dismay my interpretation is correct, as of this morning I have not heard from him. My standard with men these days (due to the constant disappointing experiences) is that they have the life of a dairy product when it comes to contact before being metaphorically thrown down the drain.

I mentioned last week I felt *something* wasn't right, I guess it was that he just wasn't that into me, his words 'I only have eyes for you' were just words.

Life: The Weekend

The weekend started with work throwing after work drinks on Friday night, we had lots of wine, then faux champers, more wine and then a small group of us thought to go into the city and have a couple of drinks at Loft Bar, another bottle of wine between 4, then another bottle which I sat out of, food was on the agenda, iThai one of my favourite Thai restaurants in Sydney. The food was great, another bottle of wine shared, the 2 girls decided they have had enough and planned to go home, one of the guys from work and I said 'lets go to Minskys!' we sang and danced until the early hours. Saturday I met a couple of girlfriends in Paddington to attend the Little Paddington Fashion Festival, later I met friends for dinner at the Rocks before going to my favourite place in Sydney, The Basement to see Professor Groove perform and today I went to The Fifties Fair, photos taken and apparently going to be on ABC news. Spent the evening chilling at home and reflecting on my weekend.

The raw story...

Drank way too much at work, said some inappropriate things to work colleague, hoping no one will remember. Went to Minsky's with one of the guys at work and Navy Boy met me there, while Navy Boy had his arms around me I spotted R across the room, he was there with another girl, I told Navy Boy and my work mate what was going on, Navy Boy said he'll leave if I want, he threw his arms around me, kissed me and sang and danced a bit before leaving, my work mate was telling me that we should leave, he could tell the affect of R and the new girl was having on me. So drunk I said that I'm not going to change my night because of him. I was messaging the guy I've been dating saying he should come to Minsky's apparently he was too tired. My work mate kissed me, I pulled away within a second and said 'just because you think I'm an easy target' he knows my secret not through my telling. We danced more and then I had to leave... I cried going down the stairs, the whole situation reminds me of the night in January when R told me 'just friends'. Waiting for a cab his arm around me for comfort, he said I should go back to his place, I did. I slept there. Just slept there with a comforting arm around me. I struggled on Saturday at the Fashion Festival and it was pretty much a non event... I went home for a cat nap - I woke up to a message from D, yes, D, somehow I found out that he was free and invited him to join me. Why!? I met my friends for dinner at the rocks which was lovely, we went to the Basement and Professor Groove was AWESOME I was dancing and drinking cocktails, D messaged me and he came to drive me home. I NEVER expected to wake up next to him ever again. I also didn't expect to receive a message from him today saying how great it was to see me. Today was the fifties fair, the polka dot dress I wanted to wear I couldn't zip up... I was on the lookout while I was there, The American I am 'dating' told me this week that he was going to be there with his friends, no 'well see each other there' no 'maybe we should go together' no 'since I'll be there you and your friend can join us' he also said he was going to Victoria Rooms for cocktails afterward, I've said that's where I had my 30th and how much I love it there... Nothing, not even a text from him to see if I made it there. Since I've been home I've tried to keep myself busy, too busy to eat to. I'm fat and a disgrace.

Life: The One That Has My Attention

We met on the June long weekend at the Blues and Jazz Festival. He's interesting, engaging and cute. He cooks, enjoys food and wine, he listens to jazz, he swing dances, he likes the arts, apparently he likes me... But there's just one thing:

For Fun: A Shuffle Meme

RULES:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Tag 10 friends.
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.
6. Have Fun!

IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY?' YOU SAY:
Days of Old

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Riding With The King

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Mad Medicine

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
I'm Your Baby Tonight

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
You Left the Water Running

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Rock On!

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Love Man

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Trumpet Blues and Cantabile

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Radetzky March

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
Opus One

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Confirm Reservation

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
How Will I Know

Not tagging as my little blog world has come down to very few... How perfect was Rock On and Whitney's How Will I Know!!!

deja vu date

The whole thing felt like deja vu, he cooked pasta bolognese - that's what Rob cooked for me first time, our second date and that he's going to South America for 5 weeks, that's what Rob did.

Life: A Montage of One Drink Stand

I’ve been content about my relationship status, over 4.5 years of sporadic dating, hook ups and flirtatious banter.

It’s enough now.

I’m over this montage of one-drink stands.

I think I’m ready and open to meet someone.

Life: Texts

I met a boy who will now be regarded as the psycho text messager from Minsky's... Seriously after this experience of textural exploits I truly believe therapy is required.

The night was fantastic. I took my mum to see Chicago the musical

Am i correct to assume the fact u haven't replied to my previous msg means ur not happy with me? Either that or u've fallen asleep :). Just to let u know, i would have pleasured u tonite like there was no tomorrow. I'm not just saying that either. I was so smitten with u that i would have been at ur mercy, satisfying ur deepest desires. Do u need any more convincing?

Hey, i'm assuming u've fallen asleep, and that consequently, tonite is not gonna happen. Its ironic that u didn't want me to think u were dull, yet here u r breaking plans for a fun nite by going to sleep. Thats wats annoyed me, and caused me to be a little abrupt and to the point - the fact that we had plans, but u casually broke them and didn't seem to care thats its screwed up my nite. The overwhelming impression i got was that u weren't fussed about how this fling turned out, a view which has now been adopted by me. I am therefore, with disappointment and regret, calling an end to any potential there was with 'us'. I truely did have a great time last sat nite, but tonite just wasn't good form. I am deleting ur number from my phone and request that u do the same. All the best for the future. Adam

Of course I'm overly bamboozled by the entire situation and an ultimatum such as this can only force me to retract further. Naturally behaviour such as this can not be dismissed - I called him up on it with a line somewhere along the lines of 'what intrigue for a liaison of only hours'.

No response.

I didn't even bother saving his number in my phone, must have known of the imminent psychotic behaviour!

Life: I Love My Friends Part ...

From E.:

If you need me for ANYTHING I am here for you – if you want to scream, vent, hit something, eat ice-cream, chocolate & pizza or go for long walks (great for clearing ones mind) or dance your butt off or drink till you spew or go around graffiti-ing toilet doors with his number or even place an ad in personal “gay” section of the newspaper, key his car (whatever!!!) – I am more than happy to be there for you and join you in whatever venture it takes for you to smile and laugh again!!

Life: Odd Phone Call no. 2

Following the 'what colour dress to wear to M's Wedding' he called me today to inquire if I had a good time - Buddy, you got married yesterday, don't call you former lover to ask this question!

Life: Odd Phone Call

I think it strange that M called and told me a 'secret', what colour dresses the bridesmaids are wearing so I don't wear the same, same being fuchsia...? What did he think I was going to wear my signature 'black', I'm aware black and white are faux pas, wouldn't do that.

Article: On the News today

As per usual when checking my hotmail account I go through ninemsn to view some of the headlines, today the survey caught my eye:





How ridiculous to even consider capping corporate pay 56,048 people (to date) think the PM should do so, well I think 56,048 people out there are either jealous of the high rollers income and lifestyle! Pathetic, it's effort for reward if an executive can make decisions that will earn a company billions in revenue isn't it only fit that they receive suitable remuneration. From this survey I suggest the 12,717 people (I am one of) that clicked 'NO' work work hard, rewarded well, do not want to know there is a ceiling on their earning capacity, see their MD / CEO etc work hard and deserve the money they obviously earn.

As you may note I C&P'ed the section Jobs @ SEEK, maybe that's what they should be doing - looking for a new job.

Article: Only Some Days..

I don't believe in horoscopes at all, but on days like this when I'm feeling low, deflated and lacking direction I hit the Scorpio link on the Sydney Morning Herald website.

The pendulum swings completely in the other direction from yesterday and today you may have to contend with problems, issues and feelings being hidden from view. It is simply best to stick to basics and routine and tough it out but still keep a positive attitude or things will almost certainly seem worse than they really are.

Advice I should really try to take on board.

Life: Random Quote from Mother #10

Mother asked if I'd head from G-man for valentine's day, when I said no she recommended the following:

"You should see the movie 'He's Just Not That Into You' as it appears he's not into you.

Life: Australia Day Long Weekend in a Nut Shell

Friday night was supposed to be a couple of drinks here, ended up going out for dinner at the Japanese place downstairs, drinking copious amounts of sake. How hot was Saturday! Was at my old local the sheaf for lunch followed by symphony which was an interesting collection of 'infused rave and hip hop music to complement the orchestra' ahem, they should keep to what they know. Sunday I went to C and B's place for Chinese new years - gourmet review: chicken hearts are rather enjoyable, gizzards are to be missed, the BBQ duck was a hit, Mongolian wine made from horses milk is potent, watching a guy squirm each time his girlfriend was mentioned, priceless. The new year kicked in at 3am - damn time zones! Australia Day I wandered through the rocks and spent the afternoon at Cargo bar drinking and singing along to Aussie rock tunes, I'm still limping, bruised and battered from doing the locomotion, drunk, in a Congo line holding onto some random guys Australian flag that was tied like a cape then dinner in Newtown (there's a whole other story there). No wonder I was in bed by 9.30 last night.

Review: As an Opera?

I don't have words...

From its phenomenal success in London and New York, Jerry Springer: The Opera is finally coming to Australia. The smash-hit, multi-award-winning concert production will premiere in the Sydney Opera House Concert Hall in April next year.

Based on the self-flagellatory version of Jerry’s own lurid talk show, Jerry Springer: The Opera is a fascinating mix of the highest form of art and the lowest form of pop culture – opera and daytime television.

In turns hilarious and heart-breaking, this raunchy, high-energy, all-singing, all-dancing production follows Jerry Springer to the afterlife and beyond. Reviled by Christian fundamentalists for allegedly containing 8,000 expletives (there are only 149) and hailed by Christian Voice as blasphemous, Jerry Springer presents characters desperate to have their own ‘Jerry Springer’ moment.

Along with an eight piece band, 21 performers play a succession of lowlife characters and audience members who reveal their secrets, cuss each other and fight as their embarrassments come to life on TV.

Jerry Springer as an opera - could worlds collide any harder?

What Do You Think Giraffe Would Taste Like?

I'm somewhat surprised by the amount of time Giraffe's are mentioned in general conversation with my friends...

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I didn't have any plans for the last weekend, however, I ended up having drinks at my old haunt in Double Bay and bumping into several former school mates - the wonders of a 'local'

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On Saturday at drinks my old BBF was there, she's in Sydney for 2 weeks to spend Christmas with family. We had a good long talk (not about the issues just a good ol' catch up). It's one of the best feelings in the world to have the opportunity to rekindle a friendship that meant so much to me. She's jet setting back to London for at least another year... Like no time has past at all...

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Late November I rekindled another friendship, this dissolution of relationship was a consequence of my relationship with Dom. K. had moved to Paris as soon as she finished Uni, we worked out that we hadn't seen each other in approx 8 years. As soon as we saw each other we squealed and stood talking in the middle of Wynard before realising we should actually go somewhere for our catch up.

We went to Wild Fire for dinner, I haven't been there for about 3 years coincidentally enough, it was Dom's favourite restaurant. We shared the zucchini flowers, both had delicious main courses before sharing the souffle - K had never had a souffle before - this astonishes me, she's French, lived in France and never had a souffle. Sacrilege!

K. has moved back to Sydney and she's engaged. I'm overwhelmingly happy for her and I'm looking forward to met her fiance in the coming week.

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I love this time of year in Sydney, the Sydney festival is on and I'm planning on going to Jazz and symphony in the Domian - hope it doesn't rain this year!

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I received an email from RR 50 hours ago (who's counting) and I haven't replied yet (so I drafted a response late today but haven't sent it, however, he sent me a stupid group joke email and still resisted) .

I will not let myself get all caught up in it again... He's not interested in me and I have to keep reminding myself of this so expectation and the guaranteed disappointment afterwards wont be (yet another) redux.

* I was told I need to come up with nickname for him, I don't create nicknames for men I really like...

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I was reading through some of my old posts and stumbled across this:

- I was almost ready to call it a night, many glasses of faux champers, I think 7 and the best, all bought for me! My phone buzzed, RR, within no time at all he was there, it was late, I was tipsy. I remember kissing him, I remember people leaving, I remember dancing and kissing. I remember smiling, I remember saying good night, I remember him finding a cab for me, I remember that smile from inside taxi window. I remember going to bed wishing he was next to me...

- After RR came to see me at the party on Saturday night (he has been nick named by Adelberto but I don't like the name he's allocated). We didn't have any plans to see each other until Friday. I was looking forward to it for 3 days. So impressed the novelty hasn't been lost.

- I made a mess of RR's kitchen last night. Yep, that's right. I cooked for him. He bought the wine... The wine we had on our first date, he gave a lingered look to see if I noted. He is impressing me.

- Take 2 we didn't make it to the movies after dinner. We ended up singing along with The Piano man and debating who is the better artist Elvis or Elton. After lots of wine we decided to conduct a poll at the lounge bar. Poll: Elvis or Elton???

- I got home today at midday and can't seem to wipe this grin from my face.

This boy made me so happy then.

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Impromptu BBQ's are awesome! Especially when it's all my friends that I feel so comfortable with.

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I want to see a movie, I was rather disappointed with the last movie I saw Frost / Nixon. Maybe this weekend I'll make the effort.

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This weekend I'm going to be seeing approx 7 hours of Shakespeare!!!

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My roomies have gone away for the week and I'm loving having the place to myself, well once I cleaned it to enjoy for myself on Monday when I got home from work - I think they believe if they are on holiday's it immediately implies they are on holidays from all domestic duties.

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Ever have the feeling that some friends go out of the way for other friends than you? Well I do and I longer think it's just a feeling, but fact.

At the BBQ on Sunday we were talking about television programs (our conversations weren't limited to the potential tasty goodness of giraffe!), I mentioned how much I love Entourage and my friend Il's boyfriend mentioned that he gave Deb all of season 5 which he downloaded. I'm surprised I didn't know of this especially since Il's knows how much I love this show (and my crush on Jeremy Piven - ohh salivating at those pictures.... Anyway, I'm the one that lent Deb seasons 1 through 3 on dvd and she never mentioned to me that she had the new ones, never offers to lend it to me or invite me over to watch.

My stuff ain't going out to her anymore!


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Speaking of Il's - now that she has a boyfriend she's disappeared into abyss... Doesn't even return messages anymore. There's more to this story.

- always does things for other friends, never me for example she's a dressmaker (wedding dresses and costumes to be precise) I think I'm the only person out of our circle of friends that she hasn't made something for...
- when I have a dinner or catch up at my place she's always broke so everyone pitches in so she doesn't have to worry about it. Almost 30 girl, learn to budget.
- she invited someone over to her house and i specifically requested this person not be there as out friendship was on the rocks, even said if she wants them there more than me I just wont go. She said ok reluctantly with some excuse that he has a quality that is superior to mine. When I was there, guess what, so was he. Fuck that!

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I'm listening to 9pm (till I come) by ATB at the moment... Oh my does this song remind me of my Oxford Street nightclubbing days with glow sticks!


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I've agreed to put my profile up on a dating site, only because one of my friends has offered to write the profile for me - likes and dislikes, no 'nice guy' and other cliched wants and likes - Nick where are you? This job would be right up your alley too :-) Miss you... read back through old posts and I really valued your insight.

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I'm going to try and write at least twice a week this year, I'm enjoying it again but I think it's because I have the house to myself and able to write freely without the roomies walking back and forth continuously and I'd feel uncomfortable if they knew my blog existed...

Life: Quote of 2008

Unfortunately I think my quote for 2008 will be the first lyrics I heard of 2008

I will survive

I did survive, it was a struggle at some points, this year will be so much better.

* I don't think I can do better than V's quote from last year 'Remember, you said no one night stands. So, do it twice.'

Life: NYE 2008

* South Coast get away (Sussex Inlet) with 5 great people
* Bubbly before heading out
* Dinner at the local RSL with live rock band in the auditorium
* Schnitzel and denied cigarette
* The interesting conversation of 'would you prefer to be a cripple beggar or a prostitute in a 3rd world country?'
* Foam and bubble party at the local pub
* Horrified by the prospect of dancing in bubbles
* Scoping the crowd and coming to the conclusion we stand out as city folk
* Being one of the very few dancing
* Drinking champagne from plastic schooner cups
* Great meaningful chat with my friend V
* Seconds approaching to mid night and having to scull champagne at the door before being allowed access
* Drinking champagne straight from the bottle
* 'It's My Life' by Bon Jovi being the first song of the new year!!!
* New mantra for the year is the first song

It's my life And it's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just want to live while I'm alive 'Cause it's my life

* My first New Year kisses being a couple of beautiful brunettes, one for the 3rd year
* Dancing near the bubbles
* Meeting a great fun couple and making a friendship in only a few hours
* Loosing all inhibitions and dancing with a hot boy who drags me into the bubbles
* Being surrounded by many young RAAF boys with their shirts off, wet and shiny from all the bubbles
* Getting soaked head to toe by foam and bubbles
* Kissing the hot boy and not noticing I'm wet anymore
* Dancing on the stage
* Leaving the pub and walking home which is a reasonable distance
* 2 of our party get lost on the way home
* RAAF boy my friend was making out with serendipitously walks past our place and they make out
* I play Uno for the first time ever and win
* The best shower I've ever had, de-bubbling
* Hot boy I was making out with sends a message and calls me
* Drinking more bubbly in the kitchen playing Uno
* Almost falling asleep and going to bed
* Receiving text messages from RR and not getting too emotional about it
* Sleeping in a bed where occasionally the broken spring hits a good place in my back
* Getting up at a reasonable time not feeling too seedy to enjoy the first day on 2009
* Meeting hot boy for breakfast / lunch
* Spending the afternoon at the beach and feeling the beautiful salt water and sun on my skin
* Getting burnt in a couple of awkward places, not rubbing the 30+ in properly
* Drinking beer at the pub - yes, I drank beer
* Going back to the house and returning to the pub
* The long drive home where I was dreaming of crawling into bed
* Listening to Otis on the ride home
* Crawling into bed and receiving a phone call checking that we arrived safe

Hmmm not as brief as I thought, there's the highlights! I had an awesome night, a night I would never have had if in Sydney!

Happy New year!!!