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Christmas morning I woke up to an empty house. I hugged my cat, tried Nates mobile but it was out of battery, dished up Fancy Feast for the cat…a change from the usual “Home Brand” Tuna considering the auspicious occasion. Greg called about 11.30am to tell me he’d be here at 1. He called again at 12.30 to tell me to call my Mum and tell her we’d be late. He called at 1 to say he’d be here at 1.30. Finally he got here. I wasn’t sure he’d remember his job for the day, which was to be the bearer of assorted nuts, but I was pleasantly suprised to find he’d brought half the nut counter at Safeway.
“You’re wearing hipsters! And you have SHOES on!” Greg laughed, as I got into the car. Apparantly, I actually resembled a girl on the day.

Teeds was already at the folks by the time we arrived, so there were kisses and hugs aplenty. Both Teeds and Greg bought my parents a hamper each, which was very sweet. In return, my folks bought chocolates for Teeda and socks for Greg. Why my mum bought socks, I’m not sure, but they were very happily recieved. “I actually needed socks” said Greg on the way home.

We binged on prawn and scallop spring rolls, roast chicken with gravy, potatoes, stuffed capsicum, vegies of every description and followed it up with my dads White Chocolate Cheesecake with Rasberries. Well, that was it was supposed to be, but there was some unpleasantness at the supermarket the night before, whereby someone who shall remain nameless picked up milk chocolate instead of white chocolate. Apparantly there was a shortage of rasperries too, because the berries in said cake resembled blackberries more than anything else. The old man made do with what he had, and all in all, it was an alright effort. It had nothing on last years cheese cake, but who’s gonna argue with a 5′10, 300 pound guy with a beard about his culinary expertise?

Teeds left about 5pm to go and join her other adopted family at her Boyfriends place. Greg and I stuck around the folks til about 11.30, watching Antiques Roadshow, givin shit to eachother, muckin about and generally being festive.

Normally when I get to bed on Xmas night, I’m pleased Xmas only comes once a year. But as I reflected on the day, I’d kinda wished we had occasion to do it more often. I only wish Nate had been there to enjoy it with me.

Speaking of Nate, he’s having a fantastic time in QLD. He climbed some bridge in Brisbane yesterday with his dad. He’s got pics of it apparantly, so I’ll post em in good time. He’s had to buy another bag to carry his loot home to Melbourne, such was the success of his Xmas. Only a few days til he’s home…which is good, coz as much as I’d figured I prolly wouldn’t miss him that much, I actually do. Don’t tell him I said that though. He’ll get a big head and think I’m all stupid and girly.

Post Christmas come down time. I have to do boring stuff like take down the tree, clean up the rest of this study, put a sheet on the spare bed for Teeds and James to sleep on come NYE, rearrange the living room furniture so we can accomodate the couch when it comes…not that it’s coming for a good 2 weeks, but I live in hope that I’ll recieve a call telling me it’s come early. Bah, good luck Prue.

Greg is gonna drop off his vacuum cleaner tomorrow for me, so I can suck up all the stupid lil beans that fell out of the bean bag. My study floor is completely covered in them. The cat walked out of the study last night, covered in lil white balls. She looked like some sort of snow monster. Cute snow monster, I admit. Speaking of kitties, apparantly we’re getting two more when Nate comes home. I can’t wait. Columbo will adore having 2 lil friends to play with, and we, no I, won’t feel so guilty about going out for a few hours during the day and leaving her to her own devices. She’s a Siamese…She doesn’t cope with being alone very well.
She’s got the shits coz I’m not paying attention to her right now, and has just jumped on top of the monitor and is swatting the blinking cursor as it moves across the screen.

Anyways, I have a cat who needs my attention, so I’ll leave ya to it.

Ps. When you were younger, did you ever really want a diary like Doogie Howswer? Sometimes I still feel like Doogie when I do this LJ thing… Sometimes, I even turn my MS Word files blue, just so I feel like Doogie. Is that lame? Actually, I know it is

Home alone

Greg and I dropped Nathaniel out at Avalon tonight. He’s going to QLD to visit his family for 10 days. I’m gonna miss him. I miss him already.
I’ve been just skulking around the net since Greg left. Tried to get the net working on my PC but to no avail. Then I just sat around Googling people I used to know. Actually, it’s wierd. I was thinking about this dude I used to chat to, because it turns out Nate has taken a job in the building next to where he works. How’s that for a small world, Amiga?
Anyhoo, I’m so tired. The second wave of tiredness has hit me big time!
Christmas eve tomorrow! Holy Moley!
Cat is meowing at me, so it must be bed time.
Love Prue

May contain many expletives :P

I’m pissed off coz the couch isn’t coming til the 10th of Jan. Severely annoyed. There was some mix up and instead of getting our couch, they got a container of the same couch but in this really shitty colour called “Ox Blood” which is enough to put you off your pudding forever! The woman from Sydneys has been lovely, but there’s just nothing she can do. We can a) have our money back…which is really a shithouse option given the proximity to Christmas, and there’s no way we’d find a couch and have it here before Dec 25.
b) Take one in “ox blood”…I’m really not keen on having a couch that looks like a slaughter took place on it or c) Wait til Jan 10th and bust their arse for a SERIOUS discount on the couch, which is looking like the best option at the moment.
So tonight, I sewed up the hole in the 3rd beanbag with my little sewing machine. I’d never used it before, even though I’ve had it for 12 months. It works a freakin treat! I adore it! I’m going to use it to do all my hemming and tee shirts! Who’d have thought such a little machine could work so well!

I just went and made some Peanut butter sammys for Nate to take to work, so I slapped some on a slice of bread for myself too, coz I’m still hungry. We didn’t really have dinner tonight. It was more like horse doovers…a couple of cocktail spring rolls and a few chips each. Greg was round, and he’d already had dinner, so we just didn’t bother making anything really. Oddly, we didn’t really have lunch either. We went round to Chris’ for a bbq, but we only had a chicken skewer and 2 sausages between us. We just weren’t really that hungry. God knows I doubt we’ll die from starvation! hahaha

It was so good to see Chris today. I’d missed him heaps. When we were younger, we used to fight all the time. Insults back and forth until one of us cracked the shits coz the other went too far. I don’t know why we fought to be honest. I guess we were bored and looking for something to do. Over the years though, I’ve come to love Chris like a brother. We still throw plenty of insults at eachother, but we both know when to stop now ….most of the time. Haha. I’ve missed having someone to annoy the crap out of me since he’s been in SA at the Police Force. I think Nate and I will have to take a road trip up there to see this place of his and his Mrs. She’s lovely too. They seem like a very good match and Chris seems very happy, which I’m wrapped about. So anyway, what I was trying to say was that I enjoyed hanging out at his place today and it feeling like old times.

Speaking of old times, I saw Dave at the BBQ today. I hadn’t seen him since the house busted up at Mt Waverley really…. Oh hang on, no…We saw eachother at Chris’ going away thing when he left for SA originally I think, but we’re going back 12? 18 months? He seems happy, which is good. It wasn’t as awkward as I had imagined it would be. For ages, I deliberately didn’t go to anything he would be at because I was terrified he would have a go at me in front of other people. As it was, a whole bunch of ppl stopped talking to me after Dave and I had our blue. No one I was particularly close to though, so didn’t really bother me. A few years ago, ppl not talking to me would have shattered me. Haha, funny how things change. Anyway, I’ll invite him to our housewarming in January. I’m not sure if he’ll turn up, and I don’t think we’ll ever be buddy buddies again, but I’d be very happy to be on better terms at least.

I’m particularly embarressed about something I did on Friday night. Here goes…
I made a bowl of strawberries and blueberries, and thought it would be nice to soak them in Malibu. I just thought it would flavour them, and for some stupid reason, I thought the alcohol would refridgerate right out of the mix. I know, it’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever thought. Those of you who know me in person, know I don’t drink. Haven’t done in atleast 5 years now. So you can imagine my suprise, after I’d finished off the whole bowl when I started to feel pretty woozy.
Gords, Ange, Teeds and Nate were there, and thought it was hillarious when I started questioning why I’d feel strange. “But I thought the alcohol would freeze out of them…..wouldn’t it?….oh…..fuck”
Too late. I was fucked. 2 or 3 shots straight down in about 2 minutes. Might not affect most ppl, but when you haven’t had a drink in 5 years and you take anti depressants…Fuck, does it go straight to your head.
I sat there spouting obscenities, screaming for the Hoff to appear on Carols at the Domain. It seems that when I’m drunk, my favourite word is “cunt”. It was “cunt this…cunt that” Even the Hoff was a cunt. Even the cat got a mention, as the “pointy faced pencil sharpener nosed cunt” *Hangs head in shame* After 20 minutes of rowdy over the top pissed as a bastard antics, I retired to the toilet. I sat in there for ages, and at one point I believe I was sleeping against the toilet wall. God, I’m all class. “Hoff makes me want to Poo!” I screamed, loud enough for not only the loungeroom, but for the guy who lives above us to hear I’m sure. After that, I realised I’d better go to the chill out tent, otherwise known as “the bedroom”. I had a lay down for about 25 minutes to gain some composure, and then headed back in to the lounge to watch family guy with the others.
Do you reckon I didn’t cop some shit for it today at Chris’ BBQ?! Hahaha oh fuck, I made such a cock of myself.
Note to self: REFRIDGERATION WILL NOT DECREASE THE ALCOHOL CONTENT OF SPIRITS!! Dickface!

Anyway, that was my weekend. Hope yours was just as good, cunts!

Love Prue

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I’m playing online, keeping out of Nates way as he puts together the entertainment unit we got today. It fits perfectly against the wall between the 2 cubey kinda display things we have which is a relief! I was worried it was going to be too big!
Spent something ridiculous like 7 hours at Southland today! We bought lots of crap, mostly dvd’s and Nate suprised me with a pair of earrings from the jewellers that are gorgeous. Just a plain silver hoop which was exactly what I wanted! Yay!
Had the hugest lunch at the new TGIF at Southland this arvo. Nate finally got his Margerita that he’s been hanging out for since we started going out, so I think he was a pretty happy camper. I was tired and grumpy from shopping for so long in the end. Fuck I hate shopping!
We got home, went for a swim at the beach and then came home and started moving furniture around and hopefully once it’s all together I’ll take some pics to post. Meanwhile, I’m still waiting on my freakin couches. Fuck you Sydneys Lounges!

Last night was certainly…odd? Pleasant but very unexpected. I had to give Jim some money for a bill we’d forgotten to pay at Huntingdale months ago, so Nate and I went round to their place. To my suprise, Cassie came out and actually asked us in to see their house. It wasn’t as awkward as I had imagined it to be. In the back of my mind I was actually kinda scared about going there. I had some vision of getting there only to be set upon by an angry mob with baseball bats…reminicent of when my first boyfriend and I were going out and the girl he was cheating on me with came round to his house in the middle of the night with some burly gang, wielding hockey sticks and baseball bats screaming at me to come out so they could beat the shit out of me. Instead, I was greeted quite warmly and offered a drink etc. We sat outside for a bit, talking and what have you… I really wanted Nate to meet James and vice verca so I was glad they could finally meet eachother.
I’m actually very glad we went. I guess it’s nice to know that things have settled down and while I can’t see us catching up on a regular basis, which is sad, it was a nice sort of closure to the incident a few months back. I’ve invited them round to see the house, and to bring Ricky (Cassies daughter) down to the beach for a day. I’d missed Ricky stacks and I was so wrapped to see her yesterday. She has gotten so big. She’s grown atleast 2 inches since I last saw her!

Afterwards, Teeda and her boyfriend James, Nate and I went to Ivanhoe to see the lights at the Boulevard and we were so dissappointed to find that only about 4 houses had lights up this year! I was looking forward to it so much, so we were all a bit miffed after that.

Anyways, that’s about all for now.
Love Prue

I heart Spanky Ham

We finally have the net! Yay! While it’s really slow and on a 200mg plan, it’s still enough to do all the little things like banking and email. It goes back up on the 21st to unlimited! Woohoo!
Things here are great. We’ve settled in really well. The place has really come together, well, apart from this study, which looks like a bomb hit it! But we’re getting stuck into that tomorrow.
The couches we ordered are coming on Monday or Tuesday so only a few more days of bean baggy goodness left. It was great at first…but the novelty wore off pretty quickly and I’ll be happy if I never see another beanbag in my life.

Last night Nate, Greg and I went and got a mircowave and a new DVD player, then headed home for pizza on the beach. It started to get cold about 10pm so we went inside and watched half a dozen episodes of Drawn Together. Fuck that show cracks me up. I heartily endorse it!
Nate appears to be pretty chuffed with his DVD player, Amp and speaker set up he’s got now. He’s such a boy. More power, Tim Allen style. Btw, Tim the Toolman should be glassed coz he’s a cunt, but that’s a different story all together. Anyway, faded celebrity rant over, I’m just happy it plays pictures and makes sound. I think I was more excited by the microwave. I’m a firm believer that you can cook just about anything in a microwave, and being without one for the last week or so had broken my spirits. Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic, but you get the point. I haven’t had a chance to use it yet, and I’m not sure if I’m ever going to use it’s 36LT capacity to its fullest but you never know when I might decide to cook up an entire herd of cattle in the microwave.

I don’t really have a heap to say at the moment. It’s far too sunny and I’m far too lazy to bother boring anyone with the every day hurdy gurdy, so I’m headin off.

Take it easy punters
Prue