mostly uneventful day.

i was going downstairs at my work in the elevator and i got in and was distracted momentarily and then went ' oh crap i'm stuck in the elevator?!?!?'

panic set in, i was starting to freak out and devising a plan of attack..none of the lights on the button wall were lit and the light that tells you what floor you're on wasn't lit....

PANIC

PANIC

PANIC>..


and then finally reason stepped up the plate and said ' hey did you even press a button to get this thing moving?'

and the answer to that would be NO

i'm so glad noone saw me

i just got all teary.

i'm watching brides of Christ and sister paddy just died during the melbourne cup.

i love this series.

did i ever tell you about how i wanted to be a nun? mostly coz of watching Brides of Christ in my teens.

and I have to say that if i wasn't married and if i hadn't found matt i would have eventually gone into the convent....

it seems s weird to say....like i know so many ppl that just go "yeah right" but i'm serious.

maybe its coz i missed out on that contempt that catholic school seems to breed.

but the real appeal of being a nun for me is that it would be like the army..and yet not like the army.

i so badly need discipline in my life and i have no idea where to find it.

but mostly i think its the power and solidarity of women.

i always cry at the end of Brides of Christ.... its the onion analogy that gets me everytime.

"you can peel an onion, but what's the point? all you get is a smaller shinier onion. and that's what i am today, a smaller shinier onion. There are few words to decribe the grief when i left the convent. I guess youjust had to be there when the layers came off...."

i'm all weepy.

i wonder if they have Nun camp - something like bootcamp...?

anyway, i think i'll go to bed now.

night

the funniest thing just happened.

i was planning on this huge rant about how sad everything is about how too many choices and too much freedom can fuck youp and blbalbala

like a whole lot ok Poor Me...


and this was all while we were on the scooter scooting home from the markets....

the reason for the poor me was coz we had just gone to see Oxlem the perfume chick.

and i miss hanging out with her.....and business is going relly well and everything is good....


so i was feeling like i was missing out and everythihg was bad and my life as just a huge distraction from all the thngs i'm meant to be doing



and just as we're sitting a the lights at the top of out steet.... we hear this rumble (coz all the while matt is sitting Pillion) coming up behind us...

the rumble gets louder and closer and we are descended upon by 4 Hell's Angels on their Harleys. There are 2 on each side of us and they are revving the crap out of the bikes so that the ig roar and rumble can be heard by all..

I was revving too.. not that you could hear the pissy roar of a 150cc over a 1200cc....

oddly the time seemed to go by so slowly...and he lights seemed to be red for ages.... and there is revving... and i turned so i could get a better look at the bikers on my left.. he had a big biker beard and a shirt with multiple little sculls with flames coming out of its eyes up his sleeve and a leather vest...

but Matt was squeezing me, which is his signal for stop doing what your doing and pay attention to the road... or in this case... stop it or you're going to get us bashed!

so the light went green... and the 2 bikers on my right speed off in front of me... and coz i was in a mood i gunned it off fro the lights...

then i realised the folly of my ways and slowed down and the 2 on my left cut around and over took me..... so we were left in their dust...

and i just started laughing....

it was just the funniest thing..... i was laughing and matt was laughing and by the time we made it to our apartment, i had teqars from laughing so hard... and my sides hurt and Matt was barely able o open the gate he was laughing so hard....


and he goes "do you reckon they'll let us join their gang?" and we laughed some more


the world is a truly strange place.....

a joyous place and its prolly all too precious to waste on being a wanker..


I Love You Matt! thanks for laughing with me..

this story prolly doesn't seem as funny to read as it was to ride...

but whatever


i'm in a much better mood at least.

Matt and I are going to cook up a big po of Chilli mussells

got 2 kilos of big NZ green lip mussells.... yum.

going to make some ravioli, by hand, for dinner.

can' believe its monday already tomorrow

sunday morning..

watching the rest of that movie So close!


its good. hong kong chick fighting movie... lots of guns and blood and stufff... and now in the last few scnese they crank up the hand to hand fighting and the swords....

Noice