Thursday, July 24, 2008

Karmic justice

I was flicking through the blogosphere this morning instead of attending to the stated reason for my absence from work (going to the bank), and I decided to take a quiz "which operating system are you". This was the result:

"You are Windows 98. You're a bit flaky, but well-liked. You don't have a great memory, but everyone seems to know you. A great person to hang out with and play some games."

Fuck me. Serves me right. A link to the original quiz:

BBspot "which operating system are you" quiz

Saturday, July 19, 2008

What dreams may come?

Why, why is it that every time I get involved with someone I end up neglecting my blog?

In the bad old days when greylynnsinglesclub was a record of the sordid activity that calls itself dating, it made sense to stop blogging when I was in a relationship because I had no desire to share the private and personal details of a genuinely intimate thing with random readers. These days the blog is a much broader rant about gender politics with snippets of what's happening leading up to the election, and there's a lot to say, a lot I don't mind saying, and yet I seem not to be.

Part of the problem is time. However I have an idea that there are some alternative explanations which bear some scrutiny.

I am the woman that sleep forgot. I'm a stupidly light sleeper and at the moment, while I become accustomed to doing this next to a large, wriggling, occasional snore-fest, everything is just slightly fally-aparty. As I type, my boyfriend (ancient but decidedly new to me) is currently comatose, having woken up, programmed his ass off for an hour, cured his own insomnia and returned to the land of nod. I, on the other hand, gave up the idea of dormancy about an hour ago when he switched on the light, having already been awake for a good 60+ minutes. I feel churlish in writing this - this is the same boyfriend who's exhausted because he graciously spent the last three nights on the sofa (his sofa) so I could get a reasonable sleep (THREE NIGHTS dear reader). But tomorrow - filled with a selection of work - is already here, and I know the rest of it is going to be crappy.

Unsurprisingly under the circumstances, weeknights typically see me arrive home after nine-plus hours of paid work in a zombified state, stare stupidly at the TV for a while, worry about all the other work that isn't getting done, lament my dropping blog stats, eat and then fall into a fitful slumber, only to repeat the cycle the next day. I hardly have the brain to read a blog let alone write one. Granted- it's not always quite this bad - but honestly! I've tried going back to my place alone, and this is definitely the sensible option, one I should make more use of, but where's the fun in that? His place means wriggling, snoring, traffic noise, and street lights, but is free of flatmates, close to work and has a fantastic shower. Plus it has him.

Light sleepers of the blogosphere - lend me your thoughts. What work-arounds to my conundrum have you discovered?

In other news, my mother had a very successful surgery and is well into the recovery phase. Just prior to going under the knife she bought herself a three-litre Skyline which is possibly more likely to shorten her life than the cancer she had removed.

And I'm now blogging occasionally at after a kind invitation from Joanna. Pop over and have a look should you so desire.

Monday, July 07, 2008

Slack - I'll say!!!!

After much umming and a very long upload, you should now be able to watch, uninterrupted, the lovely David Slack talking to Drinking Liberally Auckland at London Bar last week.

Click here and let me know via email if you experience any technical difficulties.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

What's a girl to do?

God forgive me, it's been at least a week since my last post. And my presence in the blogosphere has been superceded by the watching of movies with my boyfriend and the attending of Drinking Liberally at the London Bar. And working - that thing I do for money, and the confronting news that a film I'm still attached to has been awarded an undisclosed but quite substantial sum in American dollars, while a writing project I'm working on received an offer it may or may not refuse from a highly respected publication. Score!!! Tomorrow morning sometime I hope to get a video of David Slack's turn at Drinking Liberally up on google video, and if I do you shall be the second to know about it, after the rest of the lovely organising committee.

In other news, that travesty of the democratic process that is National Party campaign strategy continues to give me a creepy feeling, and my mother is having surgery on Tuesday.

More in a bit....