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One More Sleep

If this week sucked any harder, it would be a porno sponsored by Hoover. Moving sucks, and I’d tell you all about it if you hadn’t heard the same story about a dozen times before! Seriously, how the fuck do I acquire so much shit? Thankfully, the Landlord let us have the keys a few days early, so we’ve been able to take boxes and bags over the new house, but it’s not until tomorrow morning that we’ll have all the furniture in there. It’s great that we didn’t have to do it all on one day, but when you do it over the course of a week, it’s easy to get over the excitement of moving.

After we get all the new crap to the new house, I’m coming back here to start cleaning with Nate (who has decided to grace us with his presence lol) and the rest of the girls are going to put the house together.
Until we get a phone number on Tuesday (Optus Wireless homephone ftw!), I can’t organise any Internets so I might be away for a while. Hopefully, I’ll be able to find somewhere to check it til the crisis is averted.

Btw, a note to you… I thought you’d have written by now? Or is this it?

I have to be up early tomorrow but I might be able to update with some photos tomorrow. If not, I’ll catch you all soon

Up and Down

We went and signed the lease on Saturday. You can’t imagine what a relief it is to have found a place and settled the whole living situation out. This week will be a busy one, packing and trying to offload all the shit I can. I’m gonna try and travel as lightly as I can.

Mystery Illness still plagues me. Really bad cough + fatigue + hurling once/twice daily= Miserable Prue.
When I go and get my Implanon taken out on Thursday, I’ll try and make an appointment to see the doctor about it. I’ve gotta go to Monash to have it taken out under ultrasound because it’s the initial insertion was too deep which sucks, but small price to pay given it’s been such an awesome contraceptive. Viva la Implanon! I’m going to have another shoved thru my arm next week sometime.

Fuck, I just realised I’m probably going to have a bitchin sore arm when I’m moving house on the weekend! Boooo! Hiss!!

I finally got around to changing the blonde foils in my hair to red. It looks so much better! Between being sick the past 3 weeks and feeling super self conscious about my hair, I’ve felt fairly average lately. Plus, I had this huge argument with James during the week so yeah, the past week or so has had it ups and downs.

I told you Collie Cat came home yes? The bloody knob was in my neighbours garage! She ran in there to take cover from the rain…which intrigues me, given that she has a garage here that she could lurk in all day if it took her fancy! She’s lucky I love her to death, coz otherwise she’d drive me crazy.

Anyways, I have stuff to move to the new house in the morning, so I gotta hit the sack.

Dude, where’s my cat?

It’s early and I haven’t been able to sleep because Collie Cat didn’t come home last night. I hate it when she pulls these late night capers because it makes me feel like an arsehole pet owner and super irresponsible.
I’m sure she’s probably taken cover somewhere to avoid the inclement weather or is stuck in someones garage and will be home for breakfast soon enough, or at least that’s the way it’d better go or I’ll be an unhappy and pedantic camper.

The last few weeks I’ve been really sick. For over a week, I couldn’t keep any food down at all. It was odd…I wouldn’t feel nauseous, I’d just get the overwhelming sensation of wanting to be sick. Combine that with being super fatigued and the kind of coughing that would put an Emphysema patient to shame and that’s been my life for the last 2 weeks. Thankfully the hurling has ceased, but the cough is lingering and I’m flat out knackered at the moment.

Lucky for me, today brought with it good news. We have finally found a place to live! It totally fell into our laps and the Landlady adores us! It’s in Aspendale Gardens…2 storey, 4 bedrooms plus study, ducks that live in the ceiling and blow down hot and cold air, a freakin dishwasher and would you believe, she’s cool with pets!? Fuck, it’s such a relief to have finally found somewhere. I’ve been so stressed out here the past 3 months. Money issues, problems with our Landlord generally being a cunt…that sorta thing. Plus, house hunting was honestly driving me to tears. Any time we found a place that was suitable, it was out of our price range, out of someones comfort zone for proximity to work/family/station…and the houses we did see and apply for, we were beaten out by families and couples. It really has just been a fairly shitty month or so.

So finding a house is one thing on the list crossed off. The others items are now packing and moving (if you know me, you’ll know what a freakin hoarder I am!) and getting the bond back here which I’ve heard from previous tenants could be hard work. This is meant to be in 2 weeks time.

You know what else will be happening in 2 weeks time? I’ll be coming off my medication. Won’t that be a barrell of fun! Oh and I also have to have my wisdom teeth removed on June 19th. So you know, all in all, I’m shitting my pants with stress going to cope wonderfully with all of these issues. *grumble*

Anyway, I’m off to bed to wait for Collie cat to come home.

x

Houston…

WE HAVE A HOUSE!

that is all.

Why My Mum is the Most Rockin Muttha Ever

1. She laughs at fart jokes. And I mean, really heartily laughs. Sometimes she laughs so hard that tears stream down her face. How can you not love that?

2. She dances like Mick Jagger. It doesn’t matter where mum is, or what she’s wearing… if she hears the intro riffs to Satisfaction, she begins to morph into Mick Jagger. Her lips get all pouty and big, she pulls her head into her neck, her jaw locks up and her eyebrow rises up slightly and she struts up and down and around in circles. I’ve seen her do this naked at home, clothed at the shops, in the car… She rocks out as the Jagman.

3. Sometimes, when she’s lost her mind completely, she’ll pull her jumper over her head and scream “bunghole, bunghole, aoijaslkdjafosijdlakjsldkj” Then she laughs and says how much she enjoys the “Itchy and Scratchy Bum” show…. Lucky for me, I can decipher that she means she likes “Beavis and Butthead”.

4. If you need advice, she’s got some. And you can ask her about anything. My friends regularly come to her for all kinds of advice, but mostly for the sex and love kinda stuff. I love that she always had advice for people, but never in that pushy shove it in your face way.

5. She will whip your arse at Trivial Pursuit.

6. She Blogs!

7. She knows the backstory to just about everyone I’m friends with online and remembers your names! That says 2 things… one; Geekiness is a generic trait and two: we’re both legends with too much time on our hands

8. She doesn’t totally hate the idea of the “MAMA” tattoo I want!

9. She’s always on my side, regardless of the situation. That’s fierce. I love that about her!

10. She always makes me laugh… even when we’re driving eachother insane, we laugh.

Happy Mothers Day Mama.
Rock out with your Cock out.

<3 Pruey

Fuck Landlords In The Arse

I feel like shit at the moment. I have this cold/flu thing that has been circulating amongst my friends and it’s totally wiped me out. All I’ve wanted to do is sleep…yes, even more than usual. People always look at me strangely when I say this, but surely I’m not the only person who’s skin hurts when they are unwell? Like, my skin is so sensitive and it aches so badly when I’m crook, but every time I’ve told people that they look at me like I’m the Bearded Lady’s even beardier and more portly conjoined twin. I just get that “WTF?” look.

If I wasn’t feeling so average, I’d be excited to tell you that we finally got a heater today! Yeah, so it took 6 months to come but it’s here…I think they were hoping we’d have left before they had to actually replace it. But at the rate we’re going, we could be here right up until the last possible day. Rental inspections are at ridiculous times like 1.40pm-1.50pm on a Monday, so it’s hard for everyone to see the properties, and even if they have been suitable, landlords can be so fussy now that they don’t take the first eligible applicant…they can pick and chose exactly who they want coz demand outweighs supply. It’s insane. The prices we’re looking at paying are twice what it would have cost a year or 2 ago. Shithouse.

Anyway, that’s about all I can tell you at the moment. I’m too knackered to write about anything else tonight. Stay tuned.

Dot Point Fever

There’s so much stuff happening right now, I can only bring myself to write in dot points.

House hunting. Oh for the love of Christ’s pet cat, finding a house is proving to be an absolute pain in the arse. “We’ll call you closer to the inspection date that we haven’t arranged yet”, “It’s under application”, “It should have been removed from the site, sorry”…If I hear any one of these one more time this week, I swear I will scream.

Coke Addict. Well, I’ve finally done it. I’ve given up the CocaCola and it’s proving to be harder than I thought. Man, I’ve been so short with people this week and I’ve been so tired and snappy! To make matters worse, I have replaced my addiction with water, and now it seems to be flushing a heap of toxins out of my body which has made my face all gross and zitty. In the future, perhaps I can incorporate it back into my life, but I think I need to go cold turkey to begin with… Extreme, I know, but I was drinking close to 2litres a day. If I don’t stop, I’m totally gonna get the diabetus.

Freezing Cold. So finally, some prick came around to fix the heater, but instead he took it away and now it can’t be replaced for another few days. I won’t have heat til next week at this point. Oh yeah, sure no biggie… I’ve only been waiting 6 months for you to get it fucking working! And then when you take it, be sure to leave a big gaping fucking hole in my wall that makes the house EVEN colder and has proven to be a lovely entrance for some big fuck off vermin. Yes, I have a rat or a mouse. I’m not exactly sure that it is “big” or “fuck off” in size, but I can hear him creeping around at night and Columbo is onto him too. Stupid bloody electrician for not covering up the hole!  The whole time I’ve been nice as pie to my real estate agent, but man, I really think I’m gonna have to get a bit narky on the phone about it tomorrow. Meh, I probably won’t and I’ll probably be lovely, coz I’m weak as piss and she can’t conjure a heater out of hot air, can she?

Bad Egg. I’m supposed to copy a cd for a friend and organize a few dvd’s for my dad, but I haven’t done either of them yet. God knows why, I just have had fuck all motivation the last week or 2.

Daydreams. There’s this situation with this guy and I asked him something and I don’t know what his decision is but the anticipation of his answer is driving me crazy. I don’t want to push him or anything, but it keeps swirling round my head all the time and it’s hard not to think of.

Bitching. From now on, I am going to try and model myself on the 3 wise monkeys.

Homework. Shrink wants me to think of what I want to be when I grow up? Fuck, I have no clue. Really, I don’t. It’s something that I really need to think about.

Anyway, I’m done with my dot points. I have a house to inspect tomorrow morning, so I need some shut eye.

Keep it real homies.