Yo Adam, what's your story?

Why, hello there!

Now, I know during the Bloggolympics some of you were all excited about papers, rocks and, to a smaller degree scissors, but some others of you were patiently waiting until I started writing about myself again. I'm sure you've all missed stories about me being grumpy or why I think I'm boring or random promises to my blog that I haven't kept.

So, the funness starts here. I mean, here. Staaaaarts here.


Work!

Oh. My. Freakin!

My boss chick, is absolutely, positively driving me completely bananas. It's just the two of us in our team and she talks all day long. I've never, ever met anyone that needs so much attention or is so completely ruled by her emotions. Every word she says is either overly aggressive or giggly and excited. Me and her ex husband (who she speaks to most days, weird?) seem to be the only ones who don't cop her wrath. If work people aren't getting chewed to pieces then her parents or partner are. All aboard the Rollercoaster of Emotions!

Being a dude, my ability to tune out is being honed hardcore.She's got a weapon against this though, she's pulling out the ol' Starting Random Sentences bit. "What should we do about... "

Then, it feels a bit rude to ignore someone completely, so I usually pipe in with "What should we do about what?" after about 4 minutes. Then she can't remember/gets distracted/starts ranting.

So, apart from that, it's all okayish. Clearly I'm doing an okay job, even though I don't do much but read blogs throughout the day. Except they want to extend my contract to October 2008.

October. 2008.

So I laughed.

Then I countered with March 2007.

They laughed.

So, I don't know. I won't pretend Cara was ecastic with the idea. I'd even go as far as saying she was slightly less than ecastic. So, I've got her doing agent duties alongside her musician duties. She's calling up recruitment companies and looking at Seek and whatnot to find me a contract in Melbourne. I like having her involved because I don't want work to realise I'm looking elsewhere. Cara just likes being involved. It's a big impact on our lives.


Finances!

Still rough. Cara probably isn't going to have much of an income for the next year and I'm still clawing slowly back into the black (from being an unemployed bum and going OS earlier this year). I feel like it's enforcing hermitness in me and I don't find that fun. December should have been the month that the credit cards were going to be killed off but Christmas and my project shutting down will kill that little milestone. Before this year I had never been in debt - it's not something I'm way comfortable with.


Girls!

Well, one girl really.Things are heaps good with us.I just came back from a long weekend in Melbourne for Cara's birthday. She was spoilt good by everyone. It was a super awesome weekend, I loved it.

The relationship between Cara and myself is perfect... apart from the distance between us. The distance does mean the time we spend together is specialer and we are both coping a lot better than when I lived in Sydney last year.

That all said, I do feel like that there are some strong boy presences in her life that I'm not the most comfortable with.

She's been hanging a lot with her exboyfriend Don the last couple of months. She adores him and I know she might occasionally wonder what could have been. She totally respects him and thoroughly enjoys his friendship. I like him too and I trust him completely. This might be an awful thing to say, but, if they were both hanging out and quite drunk, I actually think I would trust him more than I would trust Cara to be proper and good. I don't really have a problem, but I think I'm allowed to feel slightly uncomfortable when a way cool, charismatic, good looking, ex boyfriend is around and I'm not.

Don is fine really, I'm just being competitive.
Dave, though, is a bit more annoying to me.

Cara's band have lost their drummer. It was always going to happen. He's an awesome drummer but he lives 4 hours away and is always very poor.

A potential new drummer is called Dave, he's from another band that Cara's band gigs with. He's a bit of a player and from the start made it very clear that he thinks she's cute (which she is). He's signed a CD for her and jokingly said he's always loved her, sent her e-mails saying that she looked hot at her gig and explained how much he perved on her, etc.

I think Cara liked the attention at the start but has OD'd on him, especially now that they may have a working relationship. She's thinks he's harmless and is basically waiting for an opportunity to tell him to cut it out. I haven't told her, but I've known dudes that like to chase girls that are in happyhappycoupleland just to rock the boat and get a reaction. I think I'm more worried about this dude than Cara is, if he's way chasing my girlfriend, it shows a whole lot of nonrespect to me. I've met him before and he seemed totally fun and jokey. I'm not at all worried about losing Cara to this dude, but selfishly I don't really want to be hearing "hey baby, pass me that cord.... thanks sugarpie" everytime I hang with the band... but because he hasn't actually tried anything I can't really say anything. It's a situation that I really need to figure how to handle/cope with. The music industry is a very emotionally based business and this sort of thing is always going to come up.

So anyways, that's just my weirdness but if I can't unleash my insecurities on my blog then what's the point, freakin.


Friends!

Our friends were so awesome over the weekend.We've got some really good mates that love us and treat us grouse.

There is one friend though, that everyone is having problems with. Her name is Mich.
She's always been hard work. While I've spent good times with this little chicky and have loved her dearly, I think I've OD'd on her a bit recently.

Like my worker boss chick, she is remarkably selfish, self-involved and completely ruled by her emotions. She rang me up a while back and completely ambushed me about NYE, tried to lock me into her plans when she knew I didn't know the whole story. When she did tell me all the bits, and I said I couldn't commit to anything until things were sorted, she ranted and ranted and had a bit of a cry. I was lovely and way supportive and it wasn't until later felt used and abused. Two days later, she changed all her plans anyways and now she's coming to stay with me in Brisbane for the Christmas/NYE period - organising with Cara and not clearing it with me. But whatevs, I can't go to the party so it comes to me right?

Since that little ambushing I wasn't real keen to talk to her much and I've heard a few stories that she's been painful with everyone. She was at Cara's birthday and totally tried to have it out during the birthday dinner. I wouldn't play (it wasn't the time or the place) so she remained stroppy and weird for the whole weekend. We should have it out, but to be perfectly honest, I can't be bothered. We've all had it out with her over and over and she still doesn't get it. She knows logically that she's being a pain and remarkably selfish but she can never control herself in the moment.

Apart from Mich, everyone is awesome. I am very excited about meeting some new friends on the 16th of this month.


RSIs!

Damn him! I'm still trying to be very good and follow all the advices of my various health professionals and the current status of RSI in my hands is : No Difference.
I've given the various health professionals away for the moment, it was getting crazy expensive and I'm seeing an accupuncturist only. I figure anyone who gets paid to stick needles into other people is a genius.


Abs!

Still no freakin abs.


Photography

I haven't done so many photoshoots lately as I did when I first arrived in the Brisbanetown, but since I'm being all dormant and savey moneyerey I'm teaching myself Photoshop. I love it. I'm really excited to create images and do funness. The RSI doesn't help, but, you know, I have to do something.


In Conclusion

Everything is a bit alright. Whoo!