wonderful weekend, in which a few discoveries were made, and and old friend was bid farewell. where shall i start? how about chronologically...
i don't generally work fridays, but last week was an exception. it seems my 'dokumentation skillz' (as mark likes to call them) have not gone unnoticed at my new job. not that i'm complaining - when i was mucking around with formatting word docs and doing basic html work all day, i hated it. as a change from taking calls and doing data-entry, however, it's quite welcome. so, i've been helping get some info together for work, hence going in on days i'd usually have off. friday night i ended up staying back at work for a drink or three - one of the perks of working for a brewery is that there in a designated drinks fridge in the tea room which we're allowed to plunder every friday night. so, after that was done, we went down to the bedford hotel - that's right. the pub that my mate owned, and the venue of the launch-week bollywood party. because as of today, it's no longer his. so it was a going-away drinks night of sorts, as the beautiful bedford will soon be no more - the new owners are apparently restoring it to its former sports-bar glory, replete with TAB screens and the like. how quaint. who needs pubs with personality anyway, right?
so friday night was a little large, and we had to wake up at the crack-a (for a saturday that equates to 8am) to ready ourselves for a movie at the miff. we had to be there by eleven, and after all the moanings and groanings and i-think-i'm-gunna-barf-ings, we finally made it into the theatre just in time... then the lights dimmed and the film started... and it wasn't the one we had booked to watch. instead of 'i for india', it was some film about a guy who bulids a car and calls it 'supervan', then drives it across russia. initially mark and i sat there going 'huh?'. then we got a little miffed (no pun intended, surprisingly) and sat there seething, staring at the screen and seeing instead the other theatre-ful of people sitting there and enjoying our film. then we saw the funny side and shook our heads and watched the damn film anyway. then the film ended, no one moved, and our film started. and so we grinned like happy fools, until i cried a few times in the film, and came out all emotional and wanting to see it again. so here's an advance warning - if you're going to see it on sunday (an act i would highly encourage, for it is a gem of a film), don't be alarmed if you don't see indians immediately.
we had lunch at one of the many cafes at fed square, and whilst we were eating, the funniest thing happened. mark smiled and said 'look at your hand'. i turned my right hand over to see, scrawled on it in pen, 'kate hearts you'. after a few moments of utter confusion, i remembered with prompting a moment in the fog of last-night-memories - i was dancing with a friend, and a girl i don't know jumped up and danced with me for a bit, then grabbed my hand and scrawled the message on it, before running away. even though mark thought i might not have been the only one she wrote on that night, i don't care. when i think about it now, it still feels like a hug. thanks, kate. i heart you too.
the rest of saturday was spent in a blissful, hand-holding wander through acmi and fed square, where i finally acquired a copy of born confused from the book fair there. lovely book. reminds me i have to do more of that writing thing. but, more about that on my other blog, whech i will be updating presently. also, sunday was spent discovering the brilliant 'love my way'. parting question: claudia karvan - how good?

i know, i know - i've failed. how could i have let it go without so much as a passing mention?
i'm typing about, of course, the passing of that pop-culture icon, aaron spelling (may his soul rest in peace). he passed away on june 23rd, a date which will has been burned into my psyche not only for the loss of the creator of possibly one of my all-time favourite tv series (BH90210, thanks for asking), but also because it is also my husband's birthday. how ironic. now, hopefully aaron's passing will remove whatever stoppage was in the way of seeing a 90210 dvd full season release. if his estate goes the same way as the presley estate did, i should be able to buy my own piece of steve saunder's toupee any day now... i *loved* 90210. however, i still haven't seen the last season. although when we first moved in to the place we live in a couple of years ago, the landlord left his foxtel box here cause he'd cancelled his subscription and the foxtel guy hadn't come to pick it up yet. anyway, for some reason they just left the box active, so we had free foxtel for a while there. and they used to have eps of 90210 on every day around 10am... that was so good. then after a while they cancelled the sub and the picture was gone, but... the sound still came through. and i think i might have listened to a few episodes... god. that's kinda sad, isn't it? but seriously, what's a girl to do? desperate times, my friends. desperate times. anyway, here's hoping that they finally release it on dvd. that would be quite excellent.

how cold was it today? in the middle of kings way waiting for the lights to change, i'd swear the wind was blowing straight through me. and when you consider the layers of padding i have built in, that's a pretty nifty feat... i actually have my electric blanket on at the moment. i'm finding i need it more and more. europe in winter should be interesting then, huh..?
i've finally finished uni - i'll be getting my full results back next week, but from what i've gotten on my written assignments i have sort of an idea of where the final results will be. i am really glad i;m done, and i think i'll take a break before getting back into study again. never say never, huh. this time i'm going to really do my research though - i think overall i was alittle disappointed with my grad dip. it's funny, i thought it was just me, but it seems the more people i talk to about my frustrations with the way study was going lately, the more i realise that the problem is not something exclusive to me, or to my university. somehow that doesn;t fill me with the urgency to go any fruther at this stage, study-wise. although after spending time at the university of the south pacific campus, i have to say i wouldn't mind teaching there one of these days. it's such a lovely, lush campus, and the people are great. and in the middle of a melbourne winter, it's the stuff that dreams are made of, let me tell you.
coming back to melbourne, it's taken me a while to get used to television again. where is commander in chief?? okay, i know that it's been canned in the US, but we're what, a decade bhind them in schedules anyway, right? i love that show. i am happy that veronica mars is back on, though - i don't even care that it's on a friday night - i'm addicted! desperate housewives is losing its appeal with me now, it's strictly background viewing. though now that i have no more uni assignments to do, i should be getting on with some actual fiction writing. there's a thought, huh?!