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!!!