I hate getting into awkward social moments, where you try to stay within the boundarys of what the other person would accept as casual bantar but really want to add some variety, however nothing varied comes out and there’s a 6 hour long silence while you stand there wondering whether to walk away or come up with something else.

Example one

Me: Bye Lisa, Have a great weeken……
Lisa: Bye Alina, Have a great weekend (nicely layered over the top of my sentence)
Me:You too

See I’ve already said Have a great weekend, I said it first infact but now, by saying “You too” I’ve actually said it twice. I’ve SAID “Have a great weekend Lisa.. Have a great weekend!” Verging dangerously close to sounding like a preppy cheerleader.

The other awkward moment I came accross of late was dealing with the “What the feck are you talking about face”

Me: Oh is that cheque for me
Dude delivering stuff: What?
Manager: (Eyeing me like I just killed a classroom of kittens)
Me:Oh I just thought that maybe I needed to take that cheque, process it, is it for me…or you.. or
Dude delivering stuff: What?
Manager: Eyeing…
Me: (slinks off)

In my head I knew what I was talking about, why couldn’t THEY see that hmmm? The third and final situation is one that just annoys the hell out of me. It’s not awkward, it’s lazy.

Dude coming back from checking mail as James and I pass him: Hey guys, how are you?
Us: Hey,.. uh… (where did he go?)

The guy actually says “How are you?” and by the time we utter any reply he’s already 10 metres away. What’s wrong with actually wanting to know how we are? Why do people say how are you if they don’t really want to know? Just say “Hello” “Hi” what the hell ever, but don’t say how are you if you don’t give a damn lol, it’s just stupid.

Off to work, Oh my dear god it’s Friday again! How cool is that?

This morning I woke with my arm completely numb from the shoulder down. I don’t recall how I actually got out of bed with only the feeling in one arm but I managed to stumble out at some time an hour past the alarm going off. I must have been lying directly on the arm because thing was as floppy as a dead fish.

Somewhere between my falling out of bed and the semi conscious shuffle to the bathroom I must have flinged the numb arm a little too far when entering the bathroom and succesfully smacked my hand into the shower door. At the time I felt little but a sharp tap but as the dread anticipation of pins and needles started to travel down my arm I became painfully aware of the swelling in my fingers and just how hard I’d whacked the thing. I felt like an ass, whirling into the bathroom, half dazed and wounding myself, thankfully, without fatality.

If that dealing with the numb arm wasn’t bad enough, trying to remove the pants with one hand was. I had to tug them down one side at a time, little by little because the arm wasn’t co-oporating; it still hung limply at my side, tingling a little now that the blood decided it might like to be in that area of body too.

My morning eventually evolved into something a little less dramatic, but yet filled with all the strange goings on of a very weird day. Five paper jams, One near miss with a laminating machine, a possible loss of 3 months worth of database with no back up and a lunch time spent staring at the behinds of two policemen because I was curious as to what the wording on their guns said. I don’t think they noticed.. too much.

Indeed I do. I hate the fact that my site has been a big empty blob of nothingness for the past month. I feel like a neglectful parent. Please be assured that I am in no way thinking of stopping or removing this site, ick!, don’t think such things! I’m happy, alive and very much non-extinct.

I have a new job. A very nice job in fact. All those months of job searching, of dissapointment and distress have all melted into a murky puddle and been soaked up by the proverbial towel of employment. I’m now a PA/Exec assistant, really important office chick, and whatever else you may wish to call me. No longer shall I be a bottom feeding filer and envelope stuffer (not that there’s anything wrong with that) no longer shall I have no control over my environment, or workload. No longer shall I watch the clock from 4:01 to 4:59 every afternoon, pretending to look busy!

There are only two of us in the office, the boss and myself, a gorgeous modern,airy office with tons of light, desk to ceiling windows with a very calming view of oak trees, a desk big enough to throw a small party on, my own management parking spot in the lock up underground parking, lunch catered for at the “in-house” cafe and full control and decision over company running. It’s blissfull. I really don’t mean to go on and on, but hell, I’m taking advantage of the opportunity, it’s a true blessing.

This in turn makes the money situation a whole lot better of course, you know, they pay you for doing this stuff. Things are just looking a lot better in an overall sense.

James and I are still together in Australia waiting for the K1 to be decided on. The process will probably be set back quite a bit in the coming few weeks due to the implementation of the new IMBRA law :wtf: Stupid law.. Let’s hope they don’t really consider Australia to be a “mail order bride” type of place. I highly doubt it. It’s hard to think that almost two months have passed already. Shouldn’t be too long now before we receive our approval

I have a lot of reading to catch up on!

I’m sure everyone has figured by now that I’d given up on this site, gone forever, never to return. Well nope, not the case at all. I had a little problem with the financial side of the website hosting world and thus my site was taken off line until I could get things fixed up. Now that they are, it’s back to normal.

I’m rushing off to work right now but will delve further into the missing past month when I get home tonight.

It’s good to be back!