Watched some Curb, did some scripty stuff, auditioned more people, and did the casting with Sally. As a casting panel member I was limited in the roles I could give myself obvs but I have a couple of little ones which should be fun. Now I’m just going to write them some more good jokes. THAT’s where the real power is.
❤ Nicola
I properly love it when I get to work and accumulate this massive pile of stuff to do. As much as I love my cruisey job, I also enjoy being run off my feet every now and then. So long as there’s a big sleep waiting for me at the other end, and I don’t mean The Big Sleep, because that would be pushing my productivity levels.
My day started off crap when I had to get up at some ungodly hour to get blood tests at 8am (had to be early to catch my TSH levels at a certain time). I zombied my way down to clinipath, vaguely processing that this is when most normal people are starting their day. I hate those people. So I get there and there’s already a line and I sob a little. I HATE people that get stuff done first thing in the morning. WHO DOES THAT. UGH GO HOME. I almost wept with happiness when I realised there were two nurses on, and I only ended up waiting about half an hour (while trying not to nap on the burly guy sitting next to me). She was all ‘You cool with blood tests?’ and I was all ‘Cool? Lady, I am ICE COLD.’ I actually said something like ‘Yeah bro, this is old hat,’ which I will use as proof that I should never be awake that early. It was only a three vial test and I was like PFFT, amateurs, and miraculously didn’t fall asleep at the wheel on my four minute drive home. And then of course I couldn’t get back to sleep; my body was like NEVER MOVING AGAIN BRB COMA and my brain was like HAY! HAY! We’re AWAKE! This is fun! Let’s think about stuff! WOOOO! and I wanted to die a little. I ended up getting an hour of so of nap in before work, and today I was clever enough to bring my own coffee so I didn’t have to relive the HORROR of yesterday.
Unnecessarily detailed paragraph, YOU’RE WELCOME.
Auditions last night were fun and casual. Involved a lot of sitting around and then maybe Rob and I even auditioned beautifully in the middle there somewhere, who knows. Also I can now sing The Pope Song all the way through, which is my greatest achievement since Thank You God, because I put my free time to very good use. I just found out that Hamish and Andy beat out Tim at the ARIAS. What the actual fuck? The last remaining shred of ARIA credibility has been DESTROYED.
I KNOW, TIM. I KNOW.
Here is Tim making an Ash face. I don’t know what this proves, but it’s great.
Hung out with Pantees all afternoon doing some very casual auditions for Christmas. We’re the best, the end.
❤ Nicola
Edit: Turns out this is our 300th post.
DEAR EMMANUEL.
Today I got home at midday and there was a traffic cone behind my car, which I thought might be a protest from the other tenants because I never use my car or it stays at Levi’s for three days or whatever, and I was like “Welllll I’ll move it when I go to auditions, no big deal” and had some leftover risotto for lunch. Then the guy from downstairs came up and was like “Did you see the traffic cone?” and it turns out there is a HOLE IN THE DRIVEWAY (like a pothole, but eroded on one side, so ridiculously unstable, I am told) and it only affects my parking spot and now I can only get out if someone else isn’t in their parking spot (luckily it was that way both times I had to go out today, but I’m not holding my breath) so I had to park Stanley on the road and I hope he is okay. I’m all “Its fine, nothing bad has happened to cars on the street except when Levi’s mirror broke and OH YEAH THAT ONE TIME CAM’S CAR GOT WRITTEN OFF AND WE GOT WOKEN UP BY THE PO PO INFORMING US”.
Moral of the story: I am very fortunate to have a car and this is a minor setback in my life. Maybe I should just park it and get the bus, what a novel idea. (I would but it takes 3x longer to get to work at the best of times, I don’t fancy arriving home at 9pm when I finish work at 7:30. Whatever I’ll shut up).
In other news, I made some really great burgers today. Levi has gone home for a few days so it is BEEF CENTRAL in the friend zone. I also did my Christmas panto audition and it went pretty well I guess. Also I played Mario Kart and I am *thisclose* to winning gold on the Star Cup. I kind of want to let Chris or Levi win it for me but I’ve done all the cups on 50 and 150cc, so I might as well suck it up and put a lot of my time into winning these last few.
This just in: I’m tired. In fact, I’m so desperate that I am currently choking down a disgusting instant ‘coffee’ (we really need to get an espresso machine at work) and cringing after every mouthful. How do people drink this stuff for fun? Ugh, you all sicken me. Luckily I also have this brownie I made yesterday (from a box, obviously) so I’m KEEPING POSITIVE.
Tonight are the Christmas panto rehearsals hooray! In my current state, I will probably be cast as ‘coma victim’ or ‘inanimate object.’ Speaking of which, I did spend Friday night at the after afters dressed as a tree and standing far away from everyone (the theme was book titles, get it get it). It was a good night, I circulated and drank questionable punch and caught up with muh PEEPS. Highlights include the hour I spent yelling with Ivo about Thor (even when we were agreeing with each other, we still yelled for dramatic effect), our impromptu performance of Keep it Gay, finding myself caught up in Laura’s sexually violent dance moves, the outrageously inappropriate conversation topics that always find their way into our gatherings and the usual tomfoolery associated with punch and pantees.
Saturday I went and got my nails done in watermelon pink, and then couldn’t resist getting a pair of banana pj pants from Peter Alexander. I saw them a couple of weeks ago and they’ve been haunting me ever since. I’m convinced that they were made for me and I won’t wear anything else ever again (they’re these ones, buff guy in a lei not included). I spent the rest of the weekend being tired and watching Richard Dawkins lectures about evolution (I felt really chuffed that I knew what he was talking about until I realised they were aimed at school children) and the Disney version of Tarzan because Tarzan and Jane are seriously adorable (also Phil Collins).
Awww. GET A TREE BRANCH.
I also watched The Cove followed by a documentary about dolphins and whales in captivity, and I am now very aware that I am exactly the kind of person such documentaries are targeting, in that I will throw money at whatever pulls my heartstrings. It probably doesn’t help that I had a passionate childhood love for orcas that has now been rekindled. STUPID DOCUMENTARIES. I need to stop watching them.
I didn’t think there was anything worse than instant coffee, but I was wrong. Instant coffee gone cold. Ughhh. Dear Emmanuel etc.
UGH. WORK SUCKED TODAY.
If I saw someone being treated how I was treated today, I’d be all
But instead I was all
Ok, but happy things, happy things … I like doing the weight loss thingy with Emily and Nicola! It’s heaps of fun seeing that we’re all in the same boat 😀
I’m excited about Christmas panto.
I’ve almost hit 50000 words for Nanowrimo and I’m pretty proud of that.
~ Lois
PS. Now I’m all
SO that was a pretty tiring and very long four days. Especially because of the lack of Parks and Community on Friday D:
BUT I did the previously unthinkable act of going for walkjogs after work THREE TIMES IN A ROW. An hour yesterday, with Dad, and 45 minutes just now. I didn’t bring my iPod today. I feel like that’s worth mentioning. I need better earbuds again so I don’t get so bothered by them whilst moving. Also the sun at about 6:30 over the ocean is nice.
Work today seemed to go really quickly, considering it was as long as yesterday’s shift and we had so few customers (because we’re not normally open on Sundays). I spent an hour neatening the greeting cards. There are some nice cards. We also stock that mexican hat dance one for Panto and it makes me happy when I see it.
I bought a Subway cookie! It was good of course but kinda tasted like chemicals if you thought about it (EVERYTHING IS CHEMICAAAALS). I have decided to implement a biweekly tradition of ~$2 ~sweet treats~ on work lunch breaks. Two weeks ago it was a small bar of dark chocolate covered nougat from Darrel Lea. Fancy.
Yeah that’s all I did today. OH I’m reading Pawnee on lunch breaks also. It is the very definition of pleasant.
Panto auditions tomorrow! Better get that script together! *sleeps*.
The End.
❤ Nicola
Today was pretty great. Of the four Fridays I’ve had to work, starting at 11, I’ve been lateish twice, and rushed for the bus both those times plus the one time last week that I was on time, because I’d spend about an hour pushing the snooze button and oversleep. This morning I got up with time for a leisurely breakfast and getting ready, and was at the bus in plenty of time.
Work was good. I quite like my job tbh. On my feet perpetually, but the variety of tasks I have to perform is interesting enough. Today was day 2 of four days of work in a row, which is the most I’ve worked in a week. And I got paid today and it’s a sum I’m quite happy with 😛
Finished work at 5:30 and took an interesting route of walking, bus, and Mum to get home. Then I went on a 45 minute walk/occasional jog, because I am trying to get into exercising again. It was good! Spent about 10 minutes at the beach, which was noice. The sun was in a very pretty position. Lois directed me to a calorie-counting diary app which is good. Apparently I’m supposed to be having 2000 calories a day. I’ve been doing it for three days and keep being a few hundred under. I guess I gotta eat an abundance of veggies.
Then after after party, which was great of course. Played a very lax and bitter game of Monopoly, which was fun in a fatalistic sort of way. Had two terrible flavoured vodka shots. Liam was finally able to give me the Pawnee book, which he bought for me because he is excellent. It’s still in its postal package. I probably shouldn’t open it til I’ve made some headway with editing the Panto script, which is looking to be a great fun task.
❤ Nicola
Yesterday I accomplished a variety of things, including a 16-round game of Mario Kart with Chris (on the Gamecube, so I am a bit terrible at it, but I got progressively better) and doing 2 make-up lessons for work AND teaching a new student (who has really good taste in music, thank goodness). Then I was sick and it was totally disgusting but that is what you get for eating junk for two days. My body was revolting in both senses of the word. So now I am going to eat more healthily because, SURPRISE, I hate throwing up. (I think you probably underestimate just how bad my diet has been, but it involves a lot of hot chips).
In mildly related news, I’ve also been reading a journal called Food, Culture & Society (well, what I can access of it), which is pretty great. I feel like a big old nerd and I don’t even care. Chris and I are playing a bunch of Mario Kart while everyone else is at their exam before we go out for BURGERS FOR LUNCH. I realise that kind of goes against my ‘WOO EATING HEALTHY AND NOT BEING SICK’ thing but we’re going to Jus Burgers so I feel like that makes it okay.
Also, I am mad at Chris because he ate my yellow peach from the fruit bowl and gave me a LESS RIPE WHITE PEACH to replace it. Dear Emmanuel, amirite.
We got new computers and updates at work, so all day we’ve been like HEY WHAT DOES THIS BUTTON DO. The one on the mouse didn’t do anything when Kath clicked it, but I’m pretty sure it’s blowing up buildings in an undisclosed location. Or it’s an emergency alert button and the FBI rescue helicopters will be here any second.
Update: the button on the mouse just unlocks scrolling. Kind of disappointed.
My plan for doing the blood and cortisol tests yesterday failed miserably when 1) the kit never arrived and 2) I woke up with a virus anyway. So that’s DUMB. Now I have to wait for this to blow over before I can do them which could take DECADES. I decided to fight the virus by pretending it didn’t exist, so Gemma and I went to Whitties to run the weirdest (costume related) errands ever, and then I made way too much chicky chicky parm parm because I’m a big believer in leftovers. After dinner we watched some caves (note to self: never go to Borneo) and deserts (how great are camels though), and I finally finished editing rehearsal footage from the last panto.
Also it’s way too hot already. So prepare for a whoooole lotta summer-related whining from me over the next, like five months.
The Years of Self Love 
