Breathing… it’s overrated

I can not sleep

Which is, no doubt, in no small part largely due to the fact that I can not breathe 😐  I’ve had what I thought must be just a nasty head cold for the last few days – but I think it’s time to admit that I’ve got a full blown case of the dreaded lurgi and will need to see the quack tomorrow.   So having done nothing but couch yesterday and likely again tomorrow I have nothing to impart here… except this curious morsel.

When I’m sick, such as I am… in quiet moments, I frequently hear a small child singing “Frère Jacques” in a depressing dirgeful monotone… wonder what that’s about  – blink blink.

Frère Jacques,
Frère Jacques,
Dormez-vous?
Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines!
Sonnez les matines!
Din, dan, don.
Din, dan, don.

Ghost Child

Someone like you…

I went for a job interview this afternoon, and it was unlike any job interview I’ve ever had… I barely said ‘boo’ and the two persons interviewing me talked a mile a minute!  The job is very different from what I’m doing now… no more answering random phone calls and trying to solve the world’s internets problems by phone.  It’s an Accounts Manager position which is predominantly a liaison type role between clients and certain internal production teams.  More responsibility than Goliath, better pay of course, but the most appealing thing about the position – it’s not in the CBD – good bye expensive parking!

It was the weirdest interview ever – if  I don’t count my interview with Guz at ‘Magitec where I rocked up in my jeans and sneakers and ten minutes later had a job.  These guys literally were saying they wanted more Gen X people in the company, and were actually complaining to me about the work ethic of the 20 somethings these days!   I wonders how many discrimination laws that breaches…  😐

And the manager who holds the position directly senior to the vacancy actually said to me – ‘We don’t have anyone like you working here at the moment.’   Begs the question – what is like me?  And how on earth does someone know what  like me is after all of 20mins acquaintance?  Hmmm… desperately wanted to ask, but likely the question could come across as accusatory, and it’s not really recommended that you get the interviewers off side in these situations!

As it turns out they must have wanted someone exactly like me 😐  for the position, as I got a phone call a couple of hours later offering me the job.

who'd give a job to someone like me

Remarkable Restraint

When one is sick… and feeling miserable… and had their fill of bad novels, lukewarm tea and old TV reruns… what does one do to fill in the time while stuck at home….

Why, shop of course!!!

Normally I hate shopping, and REALLY hate shopping if there’s no specific shopping agenda – I like to get in and get out ASAP!!!  But the internets has bought a mutitude of shopping opportunities into my very lounge room and I don’t even have to change out of my trackkies and ugg boots to go shopping!  Gotta love that!  No annoyingly disingenuous sales people…. no having to line up to pay for your purchases…. no getting all the way to the bookstore and spending half an hour only to discover they didn’t have what you wanted in the first place.

It’s a dangerous combination I tell you – a girl with a head cold, an internet connection and a credit card!

Shopping trolley on button of computer keyboard

charlibus sitibus on the deskinorum…

Here’s a cute one from Dave at Blogography who says there’s a ‘thing’ out there challenging people to photograph their desks and put it out there for public scrutiny.  I don’t think I’d be game enough to participate, but after seeing his desk… I feel positively anal retentive and therefore more willing to share mine 🙂  So here goes:

1       Ridiculously expensive graphics tablet that I dont need but totally love
2       Photo taken in 1982 of me and my sisters in primary school
3       Blue globe crystal paperweight purchased in Prague in 1995
4       List of potential naughty domain names for Yale
5       Vibrating rubber ducky present from the Humbibble last birthday
6       Inevitable nail polishes that seem to cluster about the house
7       Ticket stubs from Pavarotti Farewell Tour from Nov 2005
8       Left over useless Pakistani money from last June
9       Oakely Frogskins that have followed me around the world
10    Tease – Beat of the Burlesque CD I bought from Amazon two weeks ago
11    Ridiculously expensive neg scanner for neglected slide scanning project
12    Bad Taste Bear eating Tequila worm from TQ party 2006
13    Lipbalm No 42 -also in my car, key bowl, bedside table, skipping girl bags
14    Ottoman (or poofe) purchased at Eumundi Markets in Oct 2000 on trip
15    Desk painstakingly hand finished by yours truly – damage by MrK
16    Box of Australian Army matches from my cadet days circa 1988
17    Marioni pewter hourglass desk accessory – don’t ask 😐
18    Marble bookends (acquired by returning 3 Pictionary wedding gifts)
19    Ridiculously expensive Samsung Syncmaster 930MP monitor/tax dodge
20    Starfish specimen in a box
21    Assorted dictionaries and etymology related books
22    Glass mushrooms from Salamanca Markets in Hobart purchased 1994
23    Carved apple made from Banksia timber gift from Mum’s WA holiday
24    Shitty ADSL2 modem… God I miss my cable
25    Decorative but useless lamp

So all up my desk isn’t too untidy… there’s some old business cards, some Swarovski crystal stars bought from the Crystal Castle coming back from the Old Church, my mum’s old recipe books, an overdue phone bill, a blue tooth dongle, a Waterman pen bought on impusle in Canberra Nov 2005, a rock picked up on the Gallipoli Penninsula and some CDs.

I know there’s a saying about a messy desk being a sign of a creative mind… but what does it say if your desk is one where everything has it’s place?
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