So after living back home over a year, I decided that I’m over the hour long commute to work twice a day. I also want my own space, a sanctuary that I can come home to and zen the fuck out, that is right near my work, in the Sydney CBD.
Prices have gone up by about $20-$40/week in the past 2 years and I’m willing to pay around about $450/week for a decent place on my own. Add bills and groceries, I’m budgeting about $600/week on living expenses alone. Fack. Someone move in with me!
I briefly entertained the possibility of sharing with randoms but my father instilled fear in me about rapists and serial killers.
All the best places are the 2 bedrooms in Pyrmont, but I haven’t found anyone that I want to live with that is willing to move out. Thus, solo adventure it is.
Sydney CBD, Haymarket, Chippendale and Surry Hills are the only places I’d look at. Any further than those areas would make me just want to move back home. I thought about other suburbs like Darlinghurst, Potts Point, etc but I don’t really feel like getting attacked on my way home from work everyday. Yes, I consider the bums on the street asking for money in my overall definition of being attacked.
Once I find a place, I’m going to celebrate in many ways. This includes going out and partying every night for the week after I move in, revelling in the convenience and luxury of walking home at 2am on a Wednesday morning after hanging out with other city dwellers in some seedy pub, only to get my 7 hours of recommended sleep to wake up at 9am, get ready in 20 minutes and walk to work for my official start time of 9.30am. BOOM!
Just gotta be patient.
So my first personal blog post in years and years was spurred by randomly checking my Tumblr and seeing all these randoms favourite and reblog my Instagrams.
The one with the Spanish sausage got me giggling a bit, especially after I realised how scandalous it was when I got to work the next day and my team were all over it. “We need to have a serious talk about your Instagram photos” they said. I took their comments more as encouragement rather than a deterrent for posting inappropriate shit ‘on the line’ (I love saying this now after watching The Internship).
This was preceded by a status that had my boss bringing it up for discussion at our team meeting one morning. I’m just glad that my team are a fun bunch who don’t take themselves or others too seriously unless they need to, and have a dirty collective sense of humour. This was the status in question:
I’m also grateful to have a bunch of quick-witted Facebook friends who provide even more entertaining responses. I was quite impressed and amused by the conversation sparked by my incident and open use of the V-word. These guys deserve more credit.
Until Facebook comes up with a better way to crowdsource and showcase interesting posts, I’ll be reposting some of my own and friends’ statuses and responses with commentary right here.
For lazy Sundays, I find an amazingly therapeutic way to spend this luxury day of rest, is to choose an artist or music genre with the mood that you’re feelin’ and just let Spotify radio do it’s wonders. I just lay in bed for about 8 hours, in and out of naps for the later half of the day and now I’m relaxed, inspired and refreshed enough to power through hours of writing and blogging. Not to mention ready for work tomorrow morning. Fucking awesome.
I’m going crazy. Ok I was always crazy, but now I’m even crazier from lack of artistic expression from putting my dance studio biz and my own dancing on hold for a variety of reasons. Lack of blogging and just creating things mean that I have a lot built up to say.
Blogging has evolved immensely from when I was a schoolkid just talking shit and coding my own personal websites with those DIY services designed for teenyboppers in the 90s and early 2000s. We had little awareness of website aesthetics and put up so many random Pokemon gifs, a few baby photos (unaware of the presence of so many pedos online) and for those clever enough (like me), threw up some .wav or Quicktime audio file that would play automatically when you visited the site.
Then social networking sites exploded and so did our potential crush-stalking activities on places like Bebo, Xanga, MySpace and a bunch of other places that I can’t remember the name of now. ICQ (remember the “uh oh!” notification?) and mIRC were our virtual hangouts (and download sources before torrents were a thing and Kazaa was a bit dodgy) and I made some good long distance friends (asl?) that remain a mystery because we lost contact before the convenience of Facebook.
Now blogging is all hi-tech and serious, lots of high-strung professionals have made it a living, corporates have them without the freedom they need and it all became a bit too mainstream and boring.
Where are the people talking about real shit, in a real way, without worrying about legalities, SEO, building their email list, making money on the side from it, etc? Where are the blogs that just follow people through their (sometimes) exciting lives that anyone can scroll through a whole archive of? They’re all posting on Facebook, Twitter, lil tidbits that are entertaining but eventually lost in the billions of statuses and tweets posted daily. Meh.
Oh yeah, not to mention the introduction of corporate regulations that restrict you from saying certain things that might be frowned upon in that sterile world. Your professional self and personal identity are all Linked In and most don’t show their true personality until they are put under pressure or are shit-faced (whoa haven’t used that word in bazonkas!) from the free booze at a work event. Btw, I never get smashed at a work function or around work mates because of that same principle. I wouldn’t send around my personal blogs where I talk openly and shit to people at work, but wouldn’t mind if they found it and discovered I can be soberly interesting.
Don’t get me wrong, I fucking love a bunch of blogs out there today. My latest obsession is reading about minimalism and being organised, because I’m not and I want to be. I like self-development blogs and money blogs and digital/tech blogs for the innate geek in me. When I find some good personal bloggers, I’ll post the links here. In the meantime, I’ll lead by example and keep the real shit talk open again.
Peace in the middle east.