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life doesn't suck
Sometimes I'm struck by just how ridiculously simple my life is. I mean, there are times my brain gets in and messes it all up, but if I ignore my brain then everything is pretty dandy.
Most days, I wake up. There are some days I don't, but most days I wake up, generally to my sister banging on my door saying if I don't wake up soon then the breakfast menu will be finished at Alphabet City, which is the cafe around the corner. So I'll get up pretty grumpy and get dressed (because showering before coffee is unnatural) and we'll go to Alphabet City and that is awesome.
I don't think I've posted about Alphabet City before. It's this old terrace and inside there are all mismatched couches and comfy chairs with local artwork on the walls, and I guess that has the potential to be right wanky, only it's not because the artwork is all like evil fairies and pretty spiral shapes and whatnot. We always sit out the back in the courtyard though, at table 44. It's kind of like someone has just arranged all tables in their backyard and that is awesome, but the most awesome thing of all is that... well, it's a place where everybody knows your name. And they're always glad you came.
Like, you walk in the door and they have already taken your order because we always get the same thing (1 soy latte, 1 skinny latte and 2 choco-nana balls), and then we have a bit of a chat with the waitress and with the owners, Mark and Lara. Mark and Lara are the best people ever. Lara has been pregnant for about ten years. She was due on Christmas Day and on Christmas Eve she was still working behind the counter, and I saw her a couple of days ago (they're shut over New Year) and she still hadn't had it. She's pretty amused about it. Mark always comes and sits with us out the back and has a little chat, generally about how many choco-nana balls we've eaten and whether he needs to order more, but sometimes about other stuff too. Mark and Lara give us free stuff, but we feel kind of bad taking it on account of they're trying to run a business.
Anyway, so we'll go there and generally edit our novels or do workshopping or sometimes just read magazines and laugh at the funniness of the world (Courtney Love is helping Pete Doherty through rehab omgzwtflolz) and sometimes we have eggs for breakfast but sometimes we are too poor so we just have coffee and choco-nana balls.
Then we'll come home and I'll either bum around on the internets for a bit or I'll do some writing and that's pretty dandy.
After dinner my sister and I have been watching our stories. Usually 'Supernatural' because we're in love with the Winchesters, but sometimes 'Heroes' or other things too. We've just watched 'Supernatural' seasons 1 and 2 twice over, so now we've moved onto 'Prison Break' because my sister hasn't seen it and we're on this whole 'brothers who hug' kick. Sam and Dean would totally kick Michael and Linc's arses, just for the record.
Anyway, so after one episode of 'brothers who hug', we'll generally want coffee/snacks/strawberry Big M's, so we'll go up to the Star Mart on the hill. This is always fraught with danger, as it's very hard to get a decent parking spot in our street and even harder to keep it. Nonetheless, we brave the mean streets of Northcote and go up the hill.
The same guy always is working at the Star Mart. His name is Amit and he is my secret boyfriend. He always tells us we should shop at Safeway because you can buy things in a four-pack there for the same price, but I think he likes it when we go see him. We are totally his favourite customers. He always sells my sister the cigarettes with the least offensive warning label on them. He says he is at the Star Mart so often that he even sleeps there, but I think he doesn't even sleep. He is like the Superman of convenience stores.
Sometimes when we watch our 'brothers who hug' stories we also draw pictures but sometimes we just watch them, or paint our nails or whatevs. Then it will get late so my sister will go to bed and I will spend more time on the internets, but mostly I don't write after the stories because my brain is all some place else. Sometimes I watch other stories that I don't share with my sister, like Doctor Who or The Office or whatever.
And there are some variables, of course, like Doctors and Bad Days and Visits from Friends and Trips to the Market, but mostly that is my life. The thing is though, that a lot of the time I have The Blues, like my life is so much full of arse, but really it's not. It's just that it's a simple life and maybe I'm not used to that and it's not what I expected, but it's not bad. Not bad at all.
Most days, I wake up. There are some days I don't, but most days I wake up, generally to my sister banging on my door saying if I don't wake up soon then the breakfast menu will be finished at Alphabet City, which is the cafe around the corner. So I'll get up pretty grumpy and get dressed (because showering before coffee is unnatural) and we'll go to Alphabet City and that is awesome.
I don't think I've posted about Alphabet City before. It's this old terrace and inside there are all mismatched couches and comfy chairs with local artwork on the walls, and I guess that has the potential to be right wanky, only it's not because the artwork is all like evil fairies and pretty spiral shapes and whatnot. We always sit out the back in the courtyard though, at table 44. It's kind of like someone has just arranged all tables in their backyard and that is awesome, but the most awesome thing of all is that... well, it's a place where everybody knows your name. And they're always glad you came.
Like, you walk in the door and they have already taken your order because we always get the same thing (1 soy latte, 1 skinny latte and 2 choco-nana balls), and then we have a bit of a chat with the waitress and with the owners, Mark and Lara. Mark and Lara are the best people ever. Lara has been pregnant for about ten years. She was due on Christmas Day and on Christmas Eve she was still working behind the counter, and I saw her a couple of days ago (they're shut over New Year) and she still hadn't had it. She's pretty amused about it. Mark always comes and sits with us out the back and has a little chat, generally about how many choco-nana balls we've eaten and whether he needs to order more, but sometimes about other stuff too. Mark and Lara give us free stuff, but we feel kind of bad taking it on account of they're trying to run a business.
Anyway, so we'll go there and generally edit our novels or do workshopping or sometimes just read magazines and laugh at the funniness of the world (Courtney Love is helping Pete Doherty through rehab omgzwtflolz) and sometimes we have eggs for breakfast but sometimes we are too poor so we just have coffee and choco-nana balls.
Then we'll come home and I'll either bum around on the internets for a bit or I'll do some writing and that's pretty dandy.
After dinner my sister and I have been watching our stories. Usually 'Supernatural' because we're in love with the Winchesters, but sometimes 'Heroes' or other things too. We've just watched 'Supernatural' seasons 1 and 2 twice over, so now we've moved onto 'Prison Break' because my sister hasn't seen it and we're on this whole 'brothers who hug' kick. Sam and Dean would totally kick Michael and Linc's arses, just for the record.
Anyway, so after one episode of 'brothers who hug', we'll generally want coffee/snacks/strawberry Big M's, so we'll go up to the Star Mart on the hill. This is always fraught with danger, as it's very hard to get a decent parking spot in our street and even harder to keep it. Nonetheless, we brave the mean streets of Northcote and go up the hill.
The same guy always is working at the Star Mart. His name is Amit and he is my secret boyfriend. He always tells us we should shop at Safeway because you can buy things in a four-pack there for the same price, but I think he likes it when we go see him. We are totally his favourite customers. He always sells my sister the cigarettes with the least offensive warning label on them. He says he is at the Star Mart so often that he even sleeps there, but I think he doesn't even sleep. He is like the Superman of convenience stores.
Sometimes when we watch our 'brothers who hug' stories we also draw pictures but sometimes we just watch them, or paint our nails or whatevs. Then it will get late so my sister will go to bed and I will spend more time on the internets, but mostly I don't write after the stories because my brain is all some place else. Sometimes I watch other stories that I don't share with my sister, like Doctor Who or The Office or whatever.
And there are some variables, of course, like Doctors and Bad Days and Visits from Friends and Trips to the Market, but mostly that is my life. The thing is though, that a lot of the time I have The Blues, like my life is so much full of arse, but really it's not. It's just that it's a simple life and maybe I'm not used to that and it's not what I expected, but it's not bad. Not bad at all.
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You're right. It doesn't really suck. Or, at least, it needn't suck too hard. I know it isn't at all what you would have chosen if you could have had anything, but there is still a lot of okay-ness there and it will all work out. The writing is really very much better than okay so there will even be considerable goodness going on.
And, of course, there will be huggles.
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YES I AM SPAMMING YOU ON MY OWN JOURNAL NOW!!!
*EVILS*
Hey - are you fixing me with your sonic screwdriver, because that would be cool!!!
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ps, this is such a good intro for your eventual biography.
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I think it's pretty important to be positive about stuff, I think that's the main thing. 2007 is totally all about things being good.