Archive for July, 2002

Early is early

July 15th, 2002

After dragging myself out of bed for the exciting time of 7.45 to meet with a guy he then bloody well didn’t turn up. Very bloody annoying – especially given I could have done with quite a few hours more sleep. Didn’t drink and still I feel tired and emotional this morning. Though am feeling slighter better than normal after having not had a cigarette since Friday night. Otherwise work normal crap which I must return to… Adios all.

Found a quote I like – it’s cool even for a French guy:

La perfection est atteinte non quand il ne reste rien

Sunday morning dances alone

July 13th, 2002

Sunday morning about 1.00 AM – am taking a break from the usual activity of sitting out the back and reading whilst drinking wine. Got a lot over the next few days – starting with a 7.45 AM meeting Monday morning. I am going to be wrecked again I suspect. So no drinking until that’s over. As a result I am not tired again and having problems sleeping. A little depressed again, though probably listening to Graduation Day by Chris Isaak isn’t helping the situation so I am going to move onto some Moby and see if that improves my mood. And yes it has… Excellent.

Lu and I did the guest list for the party last night – if all attend it’s going to be about 115 people. But I think at least 20 of those won’t show because they’ll either be overseas or they don’t go to things like this. Am a little worried about having everyone together – not sure if families will bond or not. I hope so and I hope everyone gets along. Also having different bunches of friends there might be interesting. Yes indeed we’ll have to wait and see how everyone gets along. I suppose people who know one another will congregate together and go from there. We’re having a big party concept with no sit down stuff. People can just mingle, eats will go around trays and they can drink to their heart’s content. I hate formal weddings and sitting with people you either don’t know, will never see again or don’t like. So hopefully this will be a different concept.

Adios all I am going to give going to sleep another go.

Reading: V For Vendetta a graphic novel by Alan Moore who also did From Hell. Love his stuff.

Listening to: Catie Curtis, Chris Isaak, Moby

Nothing that competes with Heaven

July 12th, 2002

Am having to acknowledge that the drinking getting a little out of hand. Not as bad as it used to be but not good either. But it seems to be all that calms me down. But as a friend put it today – you’re depressed so you drink then that makes you hung over so you end up at work depressed and hung over. Bad circle to be in and one that only spirals downward. I think maybe I need to attend a couple of AA meetings but I can’t bring myself to totally abstain – which kind of makes the AA thing a little tricky – they only go for total abstinence. I think I need to replace the booze with something non-alcoholic. I wonder if that will work. They make non-alcoholic wine which would replicate the taste. Or apple cider. I’ve never tried before. We’ll see how we go before I head into meetings and chain smoke and drink bad coffee.

Reading: James Lee Burke Jolie Blon’s Bounce.

Listening to: Aimee Mann

Shakespeare and late afternoons

July 10th, 2002

My favourite Shakespeare play undoubtedly Henry V probably followed by As You Like It – though I am prejudiced about AYLI because I once acted in it. I had about six lines and only appeared for about ten minutes at the end of the play. I also sucked pretty badly which pretty much terminated a career in theatre. But I love Henry V – my favourite speech – and probably a lot of people’s favourite the St Crispin’s day speech, excerpted here:

This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember’d;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

It’s a clever and powerful speech – I even liked Kenneth Branagh’s when he was doing the speech in his adaptation of Henry V – and I usually can’t stand him as an actor. I currently have this quote my office door to describe the joys of our battles to sell things with a warning that all you enter my office are at risk of ending up like the French. I don’t think anyone really gets it.

Reading: Stephen Hunter Pale Horse Coming.

Listening to (and singing along to) Pete Yorn – Music For The Morning After.

Not a thing is stirring

July 9th, 2002

At home. Caught up with my friend Harris for a few drinks. Fought about Israel and Palestine for about the eighty million’eth time. He’s a good lad but we’re never going to agree about the historical and contemporary situation in the Middle East. Too far apart the political spectrum I suspect. I am only a token Jew – having one distant relative – whereas he marrying a Jewish girl and intends to be fully practicing one of these days. At least these days we can part friends instead of hating one another. There was a there when we really had vicious arguments the topic. It such a tragic situation over there fullstop – irrelevant of who right or wrong – people keep dying. that note I feel I’ve had enough to say. Adios all.

Reading: James Thayer’s Five Past Midnight

Listening to: Cats roaming…

Home again

July 8th, 2002

After what seems like an eternity in airports or planes I actually appear to be home again. Very relieved about that. I was even reasonably civil at work today – perhaps born out of surprise at being home.

Not going to write much tonight because I spent the day being very tired and now my back hurts too from sitting in chair again. Might do some Zeal work and then retire I think.

Reading: Just finished Kathy Reich’s Grave Secrets. Which was not as good as the others. Though perhaps it was because I bought it at an airport…

Listening: Moby, Catie Curtis, Nena, Maren Ord, Michelle Branch.

Back to Sydney

July 7th, 2002

Going back to today. Feeling a little homesick and want to sleep in my own bed again. Lu’s family lunch yesterday was good. Met the last remaining relatives her side that I hadn’t previously met. They were nice and they have a cool little kid whose three and a half. Then had dinner at Lu’s sister’s place – keen reminder that share houses are now longer something I can readily cope with. But it was a nice meal and good fun. We then meandered into the Valley for a drink with another of Lu’s friends at a place I quite like – in fact from what I have seen the only place I like in the Valley – called Ric’s. But Lu’s mate was bluing with her partner and so we cut the drinks short and meandered home.

Today been exceedingly lazy and bummed around. Took Lu’s families dog for a long walk around the place and have been playing computer games since Lu’s brother’s PC. About to hand it back to him so adios until later.

Reading: Shadow’s Fall by Simon R Green.

Listening to: the football playing in the background – fuck I hate football.

Off to see the wizard

July 6th, 2002

Heading down the coast to the exciting Gold Coast today to have lunch with heaps of Lu’s family. Not sure about it as a concept yet – have enough trouble having lunch with heaps of my family – let alone anyone else’s family. Had a low key day yesterday – just meadering aorund Brisbane, had some lunch, tagged along while Lu and her mum shopped. Then went home, got some fairly ordinary pizza and watched about ten minutes of a video before I decided I would enjoy going to bed and reading my more.

Reading: Just finished We were Soldiers and Young

Listening to: People getting organised.

Brisvegas

July 5th, 2002

In Brisbane or BrisVegas as my friend Carly calls it. We are paying a flying visit up here until Sunday. Staying with Lu’s mum and brother in Newmarket. We flew up Wednesday night and I was zonked. Still very tired from last week and overly irritable probably too. Yesterday we hired a car and drove up north to Lu’s friend Belinda’s place at Pomona (sort of near Noosa). We cruised around there for a while – went for a long drive to Baroon and Noosa Heads. Had a drink in Noosa Heads at a place called Cato’s and then watched the sunset Noosa Beach. Got a call whilst doing that from my friend Carly who can’t make it down to Brisbane this weekend because her significant other going up to visit her. Which a real shit because I’d have liked to catch up with her. Ah well another time. Queensland still slightly scary though. Had dinner last night in the only pub in Pomona – and it was g-string night – where one very cold barmaid was dressed in a skimpy outfit and looked like she was freezing to death. I bloody well hope she got paid extra for that – a lot extra too given the ocker yobbos drinking there too. Lots of mullet cuts and skanky looking chicks. But food was good in the bistro. Small pubs in small towns – very weird places. Now back in Brisbane and heading into town to drop off our hire car and then meadering around with Lu’s family for the rest of the day. Not sure when I’ll have a chance to write more so until then adios all…

Reading: We were soldiers once and young by Hal Moore and Joe Galloway which the movie We Were Soldiers was based. Really gritty stuff. Not very well written but the material has a life of its own.

Listening to: The Simpson’s and Lu’s brother Richard eating breakfast.

Back in Sydney

July 3rd, 2002

Thankfully back in . It’s an incredible relief just to be home. Just to see Lu – though we’ve got a mountain of talking to do about the whole wedding thing. I’ve been trying – not very successfully – to explain my change in feelings about the whole wedding thing. It’s hard for me to share my feelings at the best of times – at least face to face. This medium I find it much easier to talk about how I feel – the scary thing being it’s even more public. Very puzzling but I always dealt better with machines than people.

So I think Lu’s decided it’s a good thing so I told my folks who are very pleased – confused as to why someone as nice as Lucinda would marry me – but otherwise pleased. *grin* It’ll take a little while to sink in but I think it’s going to be a good while before it happens. I also don’t have the first idea how to organise a wedding. Well thoughts for another day.

Reading: Nothing but watching a strange movie called Kat and Allison

Listening to: Silence