part 4 january bulk blog

26 january

had a good sleep last night and didn’t even need radio last night. did some house chores but loved fussing over changing my sheets. lime green tafetta. sounds tacky but it looks divine. i was really reluctant to go out. maybe the australia day crowd wasn’t for me. when i left the apartment, i had no definite destination. maybe the beach, maybe the park. whatever it was, i had to take advantage of the beautiful day. i didn’t want to mope around dreading my ct scan tomorrow. sent a txt to TRO earlier but have had no reply. but i knew not to hold my breath.

before I reached the top of the hill, i had to rule out the trip to the beach. left the travelten in my fat wallet at home. once i got to the pedestrian crossing, i decided it was good to be out. people wathching fun. yay. avoided hyde park crowd and headed straight to the domain listening to my ifake.

bih: //teen/nikenavyblueT/cap/uct/gvhead

watched the fighter jet sky show flying overhead the busy crowd walking along art gallery road. had to plonk myself down facing the domain adjacent to agnsw. once i had the energy to stand up again, walked towards my favourite farm cove spot. but it was taken. a crowd of military-bearsish-looking h village residents having a picnic. such a shame i couldn’t join them. they weren’t even the scary type.

plonked myself again watched the crowd and sky go past me listening to my mostly cheesy love song mix. received a phone call from TRO and once again TRO redeemed my love (as if at any time it was ever lost). agreed to further talk later to confirm appointments.

before 8pm TRO,D & i were sitting in Zenpan ordering japanese. genmaicha, agedeshi tofu, gyoza for me. yum. two appetisers but i did cheat by having monggo & pork chop at 6:30pm. had a lovely dinner and it was nice to chat and forget about tomorrow. talked about me missing out on the upcoming tasmanian weekend.

it was funny to talk about the pseudo military training i did and corrupt stories with my classmates. those teen days were quite fun to look back on.

ct scan 27 jan

barium meal seemed sweeter this time. had a nervous bowel movement just before going into the room but apart from that there was no major dramas. i had that ‘so what’ frame of mind so i wasn’t to apprehensive i guess. the cannula was painful as i expected. the lady who administered it said she remembered me from the last time and said that i was probably used to it by then. was a bit dizzy afterwards. by the time we got back to the city, after resting a little bit i managed to go out again and shop. bought the tuberose scent & bath pack from david jones.

friday again and arranged to meet up with Qantas K to go meet up at the shift at 10pm. TRO managed to escape the schedule and came with me. the shift was scary so we went to manacle. funny. the average punter would think the other way around. as soon as we enter manacle, K kept saying “ i hate you. i hate you. i hate you”. halfway through the first beer and once more patrons entered, K enjoyed it. we didn’t leave until a couple of hours later. by the time we entered palms, the tragedy and tragics were way way into it.