no. . . no no over here! i'm wearing a pink top. . . noo BEHIND the massive guy in green. . . can you see me? I'm waving my arms around like a loon. yeah . . . yeah. . . right next to the uhhuh, Oh you see me?! you recognize me?!
Oh blog i'm so sorry (*loving embrace of the keys on my keyboard) I wont leave you again! I know I haven't written in a while but You must understand, I have had the gift of a fantasic two week vacation with the man and well . . . you know blog. . . somethings are better kept just on the down low if you know what I mean.
ANYWAYS - I am back now and in writing form. SO since i've left you dear bloggity blog blog, I have moved out of the apartment (*well we all did as the lease was up) and I am currently living close to a beautiful house, goooorgeous. about 10-15 bedrooms inside i'd guess and nice big kitchen, living room with a tv room hang out in, internet, all that jazz. I do not live in the house however NO NO friends. I am living in the backyard. In a shed. im not exagerating or kidding, its exactly how you would imagine a shed in tour backyard (* without snow for most of you) and its painted baby pink inside, dirty walls and floors, hanging light bulb the whole nine. its about six feet long and i'd guess 5 1/2 feet wide so its cosy but i can fit my surf board and my bags into it and thats what matters. that being said you have NO idea how many spider webs and creepy crawly critters i've have to wrangle to get out of my shed without killing. and the unlucky ones? I try and give those as a sacrifice to the spiders who live outside. GIANT. hairy. lurking in the middle of my path should I need water at night or heaven forbid heed the call of nature.
I have a system for eating that consists mainly of spoons. or spoon rather. It is a scooping spoon, the picking u spoon, the smearing spoon and the opening of most things spoon. I will never take cutlery for granted again and think that a spoon is the most important if not the most functional of all the utensils. i would consider a spork to be lucky to be considered a both.
But I am here. I am dry, i have two locks on the shed door and. . . bars on the windows. .. .Jesus Murphy its hot in here. cripes there is noooo circulation at all. thats okay though im on my own. in my owwwwwn place. and I looove it. everything is where I want it, how i want it and i can have whatever I want whenever I want it. . . no no dr. I would say im a "control freak" . . .
Oh and for those who arent sure - Jesus Murphy is the cousin of Jesus Christ. He isn't nearly as popular, he didnt do as well in school, made some bad choices, hung out with the "wrong crowd" if you will. I just think he's misunderstood . . . I digress.
Also interesting turn of events - whilst I am in Sydney, two people from my life that I had NEVER imagined i would see here are in fact. here. my cousin from Scotland who is my age is here with her boyfriend and it has been fabulous to see them, we are meeting up again today to go beaching. I haven't see her since i was 16 but with family it never matters how long its been thats whats so nice.
The second is a boy whom broke my little heart in 2007. Eeek? we lived together in Washington DC during a theatre production and after it was done, so were we in essence. . . . haven't had a whole lot of communication since but well see. ..
HEy remember when you . . .yeah . . .and then when I . . . .yyyeeeeah. . . *blink Blink*
We'll see. here to hopin for the best.
Jesus Murphy - if your not too busy today, it would reeeeealy be awesome if you could just keep an eye out for me. thanks pal
