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Friday Sep 28, 2007

– There is a three day weekend, starting as soon as I leave the office. I think the plan is to buy a maxi dress (hello roomy goodness), have bbq’s, drink beer, swim and sleep. And I’m sorry but if that’s not the ideal weekend then Ii don’t know what is.

(Unless you also got to go shopping and get laid. That would be the ideal)

– I went out for drinks and dinner last night with the old work kids. You know you have a great night when a $1000 dinner tab is made up of more alcohol than food. Welcome to Lucy’s hangover.

– I saw a woman at Wynyard station the other night who had to have carny style dwarf genes in her family. Because I was tired I had to physically restrain myself from shouting out “CAARNNNNYYYY!!!” at the top of my lungs. (There were delays due to track work and I had no book. I was terribly terribly bored)

– I am horrendously overwhelmed and overworked at the moment. I realise it will get better but I totally need an assistant. The likelihood of me actually getting an assistant is so far from likely it’s not even funny. But a girl can try.

– And I do actually love what I’m doing, I’m so pumped about the new systems I’m going to be putting in to place. I mean I get to hang out at the Cisco lab to see all of the awesome new equipment and cool gadgets next month. I love reporting to my boss and had forgot just how supportive some female managers can be. The head dude sends out e-mails signing off with ‘rock and roll’, and tends to work past me shouting out “Work harder Lucy!” and bags the living shit out of me. And I love it. I’m just not good with the learning new things, and recognising that I can’t learn everything in my first day.

Stupid learning curve.

– I’m finding myself sneaking back at work to stay after 5pm. It’s almost like when I’d quit smoking, and started back up again having to surreptitiously spray myself with perfume and chow down on breath mints. I try, I really do to leave on time and not worry about the work load but it’s slowly killing the workaholic side of me.

– I went to my local Thai place last Sunday night for dinner because I couldn’t be bothered cooking. Beth came over Monday night to hang out so we ended up getting takeaway from the same place. And when I was asking for my usual, the girl chimed in before I could finish with, “And no mushrooms right?”.

Look, I like it when my cafe knows my coffee order. But the food ordering knowledge just feels like a fatty comment waiting to happen.

I’m totally going there again tonight,

– I am gearing up for summer. I hibernate for 9 months of the year, before becoming this beer/cocktail drinking, dress wearing, raging whore for the remaining 3 months. And I love it. I’ve decided I will be drinking some drink involving guava juice and it will be awesome.

Except for my shit hair.

– Also lessons learnt today, wearing a skirt + wearing a g string + strong winds = unpleasantness.

Anyway I should go home now,



I like it when the local takeaways know my order. I care not if they think I’m a fussy bitch, if they remember I want vegetarian with no tofu OR mushrooms. And extra tomato sauce on my pizza…mmm.

Okay, I’m a fussy bitch.

September 28th, 2007 | 3:21 am

They know us down the local chippy cause we always order $5.00 worth of chips and they say and is that for Grump and we say yes and they laugh. Don’t know why.
Woof x

September 28th, 2007 | 7:25 pm

Not so unpleasant for all the guys walking behind you though. Whey-hey!!

September 28th, 2007 | 7:48 pm
Rambling Mumma:

When my barista finally learnt my coffee order, I just wanted to give her a big hug. Makes you feel a bit spesh.

September 30th, 2007 | 4:43 am
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