Monday, May 26, 2008

Where's Wally??

It has been a very busy 3 weeks...the new job is keeping me extremely busy but all in good fun I guess. The weekend was spent away camping at Wilpena Pound in the Flinders Ranges; watching shooting stars and embracing the smell of burning wood.

This coming weekend is brunch with friends and Sydney the week after followed by a business trip to Sydney again for the week. I have had very little time for anything else. Did get myself a nice LV Danube bag and a nice Bally one as well. A little ostentatious but I'm worth it.

The CD shop at the Central Market was closing down and everything was on 50%. So got myself some house CD ie. Sessions with Mark Farina, M.Y.N.C., Dave Seaman, Satoshi Tomei. Not bad all in all just $90 - is that a steal?

One other negative is not listening to podcast or writing much - the job is so draining but I need to get myself a little more organised. Will not be able to be there when they open the Apple Store in Sydney but if I'm lucky....

Hi Kevin, Andrew, Peter, Pinoyboy, John, Bentley...hope you guys are fine. Missing ya!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

1st week into the new job

Another multinational that pays the bills. Life's real journey - more updates soon. Looking forward to Sydney during the long weekend....

Monday, May 05, 2008

Busy Busy Busy...

The car is booked in for a service this Thu, Indra is at the Oncologist, meeting with AMP rescheduled for Friday...2 new low profile bridgestones need to be ordered + rotated n balanced, flowers for mother's day, driving up to Melbourne for the weekend, getting a pair of jeans shortened, a trip to the ironing lady across the street who charges way way too much for a pair of shirt.

Life seems to be a whole series of chores to be lined up and executed. Can one ever remain still?

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Hey you!

I cupped his face in my hand and slowly rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and soaking up his manly aroma, a sensory indulgence like smelling freshly pressed linen or waking up to the smell of fresh toast. Gently I kissed his moist welcoming lips ever so lightly.

Was it that time again to say goodnight; see you tomorrow my memories?
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