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:: Thursday, January 01, 2004 ::
After feeling sorry for myself yesterday and calling Jen, I decided to go out and make the day special: live life with passion.

So I went to Williamstown, just around the west side of Port Phillip Bay (Melbourne's at the top).

Check out these old photos of the place. Fantastic. It's the old seaport for Melbourne, before the Yarra was deepened to allow boats.

I visited the beach and walked all around Point Gellibrand to The Strand and the restaurant district. I got myself some fish and chips to eat on the pier before I got a call from Dave who told me that he's coming to Perth in March!


So, Dave and I are meeting up in Perth in March (just before I leave for home).

Tonight I go to the travel agent to solidify my travel plans. I can't wait!

:: Cathy 2:12 PM [+] :: 0 comments

:: Wednesday, December 31, 2003 ::
Happy New Year to all my friends and family in all hemispheres!

The Update:

* Worked in the kitchen last night, cooking at the Melbourne Museum. Could have been worse, I suppose

* Still coughing. Thinking of going to the doctor

* Having a bit of a homesick day

* It's a lovely, sunny, hot day in Melbourne

* Thought of Raye this morning and how she inspires me. I'm going to go out and do something that brings a little measure of joy to my life. Something silly and nice. Because that's what she would do. She just has a way of making everything special

* I'm going to call my sister because she's alone and sad on New Years Eve

* New Year's Resolution (life resolution): live life with passion!

:: Cathy 7:22 PM [+] :: 0 comments

:: Tuesday, December 30, 2003 ::
I should know well enough to keep my mouth shut and my fingers quiet. David does not understand Canadian sarcasm and is now at home majiking me a computer.


I slept a little better last night (more than three hours anyway - maybe even five hours!) but am still coughing and the cough syrup recommended by the chemist did nothing. Dammit.

~ Cough Cough Cough ~

Tonight is New Years Eve and I'm working at the Melbourne Museum, catering.

I'm hoping I get paid well for this. I'm also hoping it doesn't suck ass. I have no patience for a crappy assignment tonight.

Yes, I'm a baby and I'm grumpy.

On the YAY-side of life, yesterday was 35-40 degrees and right now it's 23. And I'm wearing my new pretty shirt, although there is no one here to appreciate it. And I finished The Little Prince and it was the cutest and made me think and I love that. Thanks Raye!

:: Cathy 3:13 PM [+] :: 0 comments

:: Monday, December 29, 2003 ::
So why did I have to get SARS? OK, maybe Tony's not right, maybe I have bronchitis or something instead. I don't know what it is. But it means that I'm getting only three hours of sleep every night.


Just cannot stop coughing.

Well, at least it's stopping me from going out drinking. But it's also preventing me from going to yoga. Man, I feel like a lazy ass!

On top of that, have been eating yummy marble cheesecake that David bought. YUM! And have not been working catering or doing much of anything except coughing. So my back and head hurt. Sigh.

Enough complaining.

But that's part of the reason that I've been so delinquent with updating my site. Well, that and the fact that David keeps promising me a computer and not delivering....

:: Cathy 1:24 PM [+] :: 0 comments

:: Sunday, December 28, 2003 ::
My four days of Christmas holiday were fantastic!

Watched Return of the King twice. And it was good but had a little too much homo-erotica for my taste.

Listened to my Sarah McLachlan CD too much. Ate too much cheesecake and strawberry sandwiches.

Shopped at the Myer stocktake sale and bought myself a new cute outfit, restraining myself from buying more shoes. Went window shopping on Brunswick St (Melbourne's equivalent of Queen West in Toronto). Restrained myself from buying so much...

Got very little sleep due to an annoying cough that refuses to go away. Last night, I managed to get three hours of sleep. David keeps telling me I should go to the doctor but I don't want to be a baby. We'll see...

:: Cathy 1:38 PM [+] :: 0 comments

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