Today is a bloody horrible day. See?. When it looks like that at this time of the day, that's pretty bad. Gotta love Melbourne. It is apparently one of the most livable cities in the world - they obviously didn't consider weather in this study. Or it was conducted in summer.

i watch them bloom for me and you says:
hallo
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
hi
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
how are you?
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
tired
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
you?
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
the same
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
you?
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
tired
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
you?
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
the same
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
you?
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
tired
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
you?
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
pretty bored, really
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
you?
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
same
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
hehe
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
i really am quite tired though
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
does this mean our repetition is over?
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
same
i watch them bloom for me and you says:
you?
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
shut up

Friend came and cooked. Bloody nice meal. Impressive mousse. Very full.

Sometimes I wish I was a cat. No worries, lots of pats, fed when you need it, sleep all the time!

I don't know why I'm so tired all of a sudden. I just are.

Why do people keep blogs? I don't even know why I do it, but here I am [almost] every day, blogging away! I would ask "What is a Blog?" but it's answered at that link. More important than "what" is the "why" of blogging. They are read but rarely, often by people you don't know. Your words just float out into cyberspace, if you really care you can submit your site to a search engine but who knows if it will be stumbled upon and by whom... it just seems such a colossal waste of time, when thought about logically. Fortunately, however, I'm not a logical person. So I'll keep on blogging. Mindlessly, if need be. That link to cyberspace, by the way, is quite interesting.

Today we went to buy Dave a new computer!

We didn't actually buy one. But that's what we went for.

I wish he'd hurry up and buy one already, because I'll get his old one when he gets a new one!

I need to pee.

no lies, just love says:
sounds cool but i think its been dpone.. like everything else in the literary/artistic world
no lies, just love says:
but try it
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
i know. but i wanna do it differently
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
see, i'm not gonna tell the story from the humans point of view
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
i wanna do it from the aliens viewpoint
no lies, just love says:
how do they find earth?
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
an accident. navigation equipment fails, they hit a meteor shower and have to go a long way off course
no lies, just love says:
cool
Well I'm an Unki's Munkle! says:
and get lost in the backwater which contains earth

I had a kind of lame idea for a story to write. I've forgotten most of it now, so it's even lamer. Something about aliens discovering Earth, but being friendly rather than hostile. But there's an intergalactic war going on, and of course Earth is drawn into it by their new contact with alien races - it's interstellar politics! With, naturally, the added confusion of Earth's own international politics. There's the decision to be made as to which side Earth will take (symbollically of course, Earth's help in warfare against far superior races will be less than useless), and the ramifications of whatever decision is made. And that's just the start!

Oh. In the excitement of the mystery woman and her odd tools, I almost forgot to mention the two job interviews today. The first one, for Emergency Communications Victoria, was pretty dull. Lots of sitting around waiting for other people to complete things such as typing tests and personality tests. The job itself sounds very intense, full-on. The hours alone (7am-7pm day shift, 7pm-7am night shift) are tough, let alone all the training and simply dealing with the emergency calls on a day-to-day basis. Interesting, but demanding!
The second one, for a customer service position with RACV, sounds better. Still much to learn, of course, any job requires product knowledge, but it sounds simpler, perhaps friendlier.
Anyway, no point in speculating, as I'm entirely unsure as to which (if either) I'll get. Probably neither. Then again, I've said that before...

There was a woman on the train. I stared at her. I will never in my entire life figure out exactly what she was trying to do, though I stared for twenty minutes or more. She had what I will call for the sake of simplicity "tools". These including tweezers, nail scissors, and something vaguely needle-like which wasn't a needle. She was poking around at one of her fingers - yes, just one of them. It seemed almost as though she had something stuck behind her fingernail (possibly a splinter), but despite all her poking and prying with the tools her face never showed any pain or even annoyance. It will be a mystery till the day I die. I don't know why it was so intriguing. I almost got up and asked her what she was doing. It was very weirdly fascinating - weirdly, because I don't know why. But there you go. A mystery of life.

Boo! My bad, didn't update yesterday. But nothing happened yesterday! Today, on the other hand... well, not a lot happened today either. I did have a visitor! Good old Dave (yes, yet another bloody David) came round, this is the Dave who... well, he's not my boyfriend and he's not the chef. The other one. Anyway, he came, met Zeus, said the house was nice (although messy), and then he left when MY Dave's dad and their George turned up. Confused? Good!

Yesterday was fun. We went out to the Kennedy & Wilson chocolate factory to take some photos for their website and brochure, because a friend of mine works there. Afterwards he came back to our place and we all got drunk.

I had a phone call today about a job in the Emergency Services Victoria call centre. Sounds very interesting, but twelve hour shifts at weird times would be a little difficult. The ad doesn't say how much they're paying, either, but it should be around $35k which would be very nice. I'm attending the so-called "Assessment Centre" on Wednesday, it's a six-hour session, and I have an actual job interview straight after that. Busy day Wednesday!

Job interview this morning went pretty well. Group interview, like I said, there were seven of us. The job is for CGU (in other words, not the same as the RACV job mentioned below), for their call centre - customer service! $32.5k suits me just fine, just for sitting there and taking calls! Sounds like there's good opportunities for advancement within the company, too.

After the inteview I went and had lunch with the old Countrywide Media crew, not that there's many left. High staff turnover, there! Even super-seller Michael is looking for another job. Other super-seller Kane has already left. Not many of my friends left!

I had another call about a job, it woke me up! Oddly, it sounds exactly like the other job I have an interview for. I wonder if RACV listed the job with more than one agency? I have one of those feelings, you know when you feel like something isn't quite right but there's no way of being certain? The woman I spoke to this morning mentioned that it was RACV and the job starts on June 23rd. The other chick who called on Tuesday didn't mention the company or the start date. But they're even both group interviews! Sounds rather similar to me!

I haven't done anything today, so there's not much point in updating! I washed dishes, applied for a few jobs, then Dave got home and we went out for dinner, and that's it!

What The Cat Did

And ads! He gets annoyed if i "mute" the TV when ads come on... how weird is that? Being annoyed by not hearing the annoying ads.

I've just asked Dave to choose between me cooking him dinner, and Big Brother, and he chose Big Brother. That, I think, is rather worrying. He accuses me of "forcing" him to starve. I simply refuse to watch or listen to Big Brother, which being in the kitchen I could hardly avoid. So I won't cook if the TV is on. He won't cook himself, and he won't turn the TV off, so I don't see that I am making him starve!

I've been so tired today, and so lazy. Although I did wash dishes, and walk all the way to Subway for lunch. So really I guess it's only this afternoon I've felt tired and lazy. I'm allowed, after a relatively busy morning!

I have a job interview on Friday, for a call centre job, inbound customer service and sales. It sounds ok. Pretty good money, better than administration.