With all the heat of eloquence

2006-05-08T15:18:00.000+10:00

Had a lazy weekend. Hung out with Carly on saturday and we did the Japanese thing which was fantastic. Then we watched Failure to Launch. I will finally admit here that Matthew McAbs is a bit of alright. Then we went shopping and ate boysenberry whip stuff. Oh yummo. Pity about my throbbing hangover. Thanks Simon!

My flatties are moving out and I have to find more people. I love the rentals ads, their like mini dating sites, 'Hey, single 25yr old F looking for fun flatmate, outgoing, tidy and preferably with broadband'. I love it.

I got boots! They're so pretty and at the moment slightly painful. Dan thinks I should wear them and bear the pain of the cost. They only hurt cause they're new. And a small cut...dammit. Then we spent the rest of the weekend watching punh drunk love and playing with homestar runner.

We're planning a weekend away. I suggested Berry or the Hunter. Dan suggested Vegas.

We are definitely on the same page.

2006-04-26T17:10:00.000+10:00

How many programs have promised you the world in the last year or so - that seemed legitimate...because they had 'proof'? That had a million testimonials extolling the virtues of their programs? And after giving up your well earned cash, you end up with a dud link and a website that gets no hits...all for the low price of $199.95!
http://www.smartereviews.com - Smart E-Reviews

Stuff Untitled

2006-03-23T12:58:00.000+11:00

OH what a week. Got back from Cowra (which was lovely and quiet) only to find Dan in a foul mood over work and a billionty things due for my Masters course which clearly, I hadn't done. The happy thing is that I am now a bona-fide Conference Producer and I get to tell the Marketing people to do what I want. Conference Nazi.

I'm tired as usual from the studying and the running around, but today will be fun, drinking with simon and the boys and girls and then *fingers crossed* Dan will get his act together and we can go do something. Matt and Danica broke up..which only adds to how much we've been going out to pacify Matt, who seems to be taking it all very well. I haven't, it's stupid and they should get back together. They have a pet together for Christ's sake! It's just all wrong and Dan makes fun of me because he thinks Im overreacting.

It's horrible how much I've been drinking lately. And smoking. Very upsetting. And yet I still keep at it.

Oh more good news, Robert has got me editing his novel and his screenplay and it's all PAID! Halle-frickin- lujah to that! And Elaine's been begging for some copy on her promotional material so there's something else to keep me busy. No charge for her of course, and i still get something out of it. Loving the portfolio growth.

Apart from that, I have this urge to see the latest Cronenberg movie but no one will go with me. AND i really want to start a book club. Like a proper meet once a week deal with the books and the coffee. That would be fun.

2005-09-22T08:53:00.000+10:00

I worked from 7.30 am to 7.30 pm yesterday with a 15 min lunch break. I'm tired. Everything hurts, as if I exercised instead of being a desk potato all day.
Not much happening, seeing Josh and Simon tomorrow night, Pippy's birthday saturday and playing with Simon's little boy Aaron sunday. I'm really considering deferring my marketing degree, I just couldnt be bothered. And I dont have time. And when I do I really dont want to be studying when I could be doing something more interesting...like watching my Buffy dvd's or re-reading Harry Potter.

2005-09-19T11:09:00.000+10:00

Morning everyone. Today is the official first day of singledom. No more Andrew. It really wasnt working and he'd like us to try and be friends for awhile and see if its any better that way. I am so relieved, I really didnt want this relationship any more than he did but it took awhile for me to figure it out for myself. I found more and more things that made me very uncomfortable with him and us, so glad its over. Massive weight off my shoulders.So here I am, single again!! I had such a good time last weekend, hanging out with friends, bumming around the house, talking to flatmates. Wow, never thought i'd be so okay with this. WOW.

2005-08-29T13:26:00.000+10:00

2005-08-11T14:47:00.000+10:00

Hullo. I have not much to report other than I've been working my ass off and am constantly exhausted. I really want to play paintball and hit certain people in their certainly large asses.

I think it would be a good stress reliever.

I have made a small ebay store selling some perfumes, only a few things up there now but hopefully more to come if it all goes well. You can check it out, it's called Drewe's Smell Store. Or maybe its Smell factory, I don't remember. Oh and if you need some perfumes do let me know - I get them for wholesale prices.

Um what else, I watched Kamikaze Taxi with Andrew at the Japan Foundation last night. It was really long but a stunning film in terms of cinematography. The quality was quite bad (might have been a VHS) but I think the story sustained us. Then we went to Chinatown in the freezing cold to get some food and Andrew being the pickiest man in the world couldnt decide where to go until I started shivering so we went into the first open place that wasn't "a gwayloh ripoff" - and it turns out to be a Japanese BBQ place. Anyway the menu consisted entirely of raw meats and no one spoke english. It was just page after page of bloody red meat.

We decided to stick it out anyway and turns out that it was really very yummy.

Sorry about the poor prose today, I just couldn't be bothered writing properly. Another day perhaps.

2005-07-29T10:26:00.000+10:00

So finished Harry and cried bucketloads. But alot to think about - there was way too much snogging dammit and not enough story.

Josh borrowed 2 seasons of Buffy from me the other night and i'm beginning to wish i didnt do that. Who knows when they'll get back to me and the condition they'll be in.

Otherwise work is busy and I really want to go home and sleep.

2005-07-28T11:33:00.000+10:00

I need a personality transplant.
Finished half of chapter 1 yesterday and waiting for Richard's comments, no doubt there will be plenty of those. The story is based on a girl he used to know, and he's given me very little detail so I've ended up wildly fabricating her life story.
Andrew wanted to go to the snow this weekend and now he cant because of Conrad's going away party. Pat and Bob have offered us their lodge at the Hunter and i really want to go, hmm maybe I'll be sick on Monday..
Halfway through Harry Potter and loving it although slightly impatient because i want to know who dies at the end.
I need to learn a language. Italian?

2005-07-21T11:23:00.000+10:00

To answer Shavonne's question - by the way HI!! - Richard is a man who is trying to write a novel. It's an ambitious project and he has huge dreams for it, and my role on it is..well...writer. One of two. The meeting with the editor went well, she balances out his crazy "This is the next Da Vinci Code' crap with some excellent critisicm. As I'm the one writing the damn thing I can assure you it is no Da Vinci Code..which is actually a good thing because the writing in that book was horrible.

Still awaiting my Harry Potter.

2005-07-19T14:35:00.000+10:00

Oh jesus i think im slightly tipsy from one beer. That's very odd considering I can usually drink plenty before the wooziness kicks in.
meeting richard and our editor carolyn tonight. i hope she's nice. and also I hope he pays for dinner because i'm broke.
I missed the season finale of the o.c can you believe? But to make up for it I caught the last ep of Desperate Housewives in Singapore so the trip wasnt a complete failure :p

New work is interesting, its actually really interesting. Hmm fingers crossed with this one.

The Trifecta in ruins

2004-11-03T23:31:00.000+11:00

Yes that's right. The Trifecta of life (love, work, family) stands in tatters today for good ol' me.
Steve broke up with me. (because apparently he can't see a future with me. Not even next week.)
TVSN is under voluntary adminstration and bankrupt. (we fully expect not to have a job next week.)
And to make things just a little shittier, I have take home exams to write and an actual exam to study for.
So here I am. Instead of writing essays I'm sitting here in what just might be my last shift at work desperately sending out CV's and praying that I can afford my rent next week. Oh and my eyes are now red and sore from crying and i want to die.
Kill me now.
OH and I forgot to mention - Goddamn America. Goddamn election. Thanks for making my day worse. I HATE you.

Indulge Me

2004-10-17T18:45:00.000+10:00

I found this email. It looks like a chain but apparently it is not. It also makes sense. So for the sake of me wanting some money, please visit this site
http://drewerose.tripod.com

and even if you don't believe, it's a nice way of doing something lovely for someone else.

A sad day

2004-10-10T16:57:00.000+10:00

John Howard has won the election. I am frustrated and upset. Why can't people move out of their comfort zones, especially when everything is at stake? My friends and I argued through dinner last night, 3 voted Liberal and 4 Labour. Those who voted Howard did so because their parents were doing so or simply because they just didnt care enough about politics to vote any other way. I was aggravated all night, I wanted to shake them and scream. I am saddened that this country can be swayed so easily by scare tactics. Here's to Kerry/Edwards 2004. They are our last hope.

All the world is a flat tummy

2004-10-07T22:10:00.000+10:00

I have trouble with motivation. Creating a goal is an impressive undertaking. Arduous, painful, and pregnant with unrealised possibilites. For me, a goal is kin to a flat tummy. Beautiful, precise and without lumps and bumps. A goal should be the realisation that you can achieve, regardless of the pursuit. For me, all goals point to the indomitable flat tummy; a desperate need to acheive one but no motivation to conquer it. My thoughts are constantly drawn to this failure of mine. No flat tummy, no great job. No flat tummy, no fabulous degree. etc.

On my way home today from the salon, I was approached by a 40-something stranger who told me that I was gorgeous and who decided that I should be a "supermodel". On kindly informing this delusional man that I was no supermodel and was certainly too short to be one, he looked me up and told me that I had other "assets". He proceeded to ask me if I was single and rushed on to ask me out for coffee. After politely declining, we greeted each other and I walked on. My first thought was, "Didn't he see my non-flat tummy?!" It is simple. I do not see what others see. And when confronted with this, I do what all good politicians do. Deny deny deny. I see no beauty, no speciality, no greatness within me. I see the Jess I want to see. Short, non-flat tummy with a big chip on her shoulder and a fake smile plastered on her face.

Working toward perfection

2004-10-04T02:02:00.000+10:00

I had a long talk with Steve tonight, about our lives both together and apart. I have had so many issues I wanted to get off my chest for so long, it felt great just to talk. He was quite drunk (surprise surprise) after a full weekend of drinking with his mates. I got some time in at 1 am whilst at work and just before he went to bed. So much of his relationship with his ex permeates through our relationship.

I often feel like I am battling her demons through him just to survive. Every nasty thing that she did to him, he is now unconciously doing to me. He recognised that alot of his behaviour does stem from what happened with her. I dont know what I would do if I got the chance to meet her.

Why do people have such adverse effects on each other? A relationship, any relationship is hardwork. Having ex-partners to deal with at the same time makes it near impossible. What is the perfect relationship? Why does bliss require such hard work?

The energy inside me

2004-10-02T20:45:00.000+10:00

After bouts of depression, I have come to the conclusion that there is something of the old me lurking deep within myself. Depression took up my time, my energy, my source. Refusing to get out of bed consumed me. Feeling like I was being engulfed within a black hole consumed me. As I struglle now with the recovery process, I wonder where that energy went. Now I am simply too tired. I want my spirit back, to enjoy life and to participate. Depression stole that from me and I feel empty without me. Recovering from this disease seems to restore a person I never knew. Whoever I was post-depression, it is not who I am today. Can someone change so drastically over a few years? I guess so.

The Journey

2004-10-02T20:19:00.000+10:00

I have spent the majority of this year happily plugging away at my blog on blogit. It's a great site but it is only available to paid users. Content as I was with that formula, I felt an urge to join blogspot to be able to read and participate in more work. My cousin Gen is the muse behind this move, I am writing here so that she can read my work. The more the merrier!
So thank you for stopping by, I hope you enjoy what I have to offer.