so this is how i am seeing the time until i come home, friday is a deadline for this issue. then there is 3 weeks until the next issue (balancing total magazine output for the year) then there is two more then yasmine and wingwing are off and a final two for good luck. then i'm done. to reiterate 3days+3weeks+2weeks+2weeks and i will probably be home... if not i will at least be freeeee!
ok, drama from last weekend is sorted. thank goodness - i really wasnt looking forward to begging dad to let me stay when i would really love to see you all... but it is fine. some boat bonding saved the day as usual. dad is away this week and next so i have the house to myself. think of the space!
oh yasmine thinks our boss had a hooker in the office last week. pretty much made my life worth living when she told me that.. there was a secret handshake involved in the office exchange, oh and the lady in question brought medicine? she was dressed in something leaving little to the imagination and i could be getting carried away but maybe even shiny... very strange all round but we're in that sort of an area so it really is what you should expect.
more work news... keeping on top of work this issue which is a major development... i think i am surprising everyone! even my self when my article this week came back from the editor in nz with hardly any corrections, it made me very happy as normally it is very fixed.
all the food here is literally killing me. i've never eaten so much in my whole life, even at tok camp! since there is neither time nor dedication for the gym i have been devising my own exercise regime involving 60 agonising situps, an eclectic mix of yoga moves and old skool ballet stretches and when i can muster the energy 40 minutes at the absolute most on the treadmill. ahh torture!
blast from the past - jake laderman just tagged me in that freaking photo of me macking a small child at julius'... at least i wasn't 18 yet.. i suppose it will console you all to know that i have horribly hairy legs. it is very difficult in this hot weather but im still managing to shave them as least often as possible.
Nose Piercing Saga
well i took it out the other night cause i had a cold and i wont go into icky details as much as i would love to i doubt if i need to give you any further reasons to stop being my friends...
so after minutes and minutes of struggle to get it out (should have been a sing) it came out and i betadined the shit out of it...
next morning waste 30 mins and am outrageously later than usual to work...
then i googled what to do in such a situation and the internet suggested repiercing with an earring since they are straighter than nose rings..
so i did that and after some blood and tears it was done.
but the nose one still wont go in...
so now im sleeping with the ladybug in my nose everynight, genius - i know.
i keep trying to get it back in and i was trying again on the boat over the weekend... anyway i gave up and went to bed and left it in the bathroom.. turns out it fell down the sink. and this is where you should all be very impressed.. it wouldn't come out with tweezers or these boatmapdistancemeasuring devices or anything. lucky i have such ingenuity..
i used my materials (toilet paper and toothpaste) to solve the problem. cause the nose ring is so skinny it kept falling out of my grip so i stuck toothpastey toilet paper to it and then i had something to grab hold of and maneuver.. brilliant- i know!
today was an epic fail, we are writing a food feature on this particular type of food that is only really eaten at a festival. so we went on the buss to where the festival is held and lo and behold no one even makes it there but they were helpful enough to suggest where we can find it - in the suburb our office is in!!! so instead we sat on a bench drank/ate a coconut and enjoyed the lovely whether.
i foresee a lot of stress in the next three days but thank goodness the weekend isnt too far around the corner!!
love yas miss yas (yasmine's brother thinks all australians are called bruce and live in the sticks so i am embracing my inner bogan (but)! ) xx
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