"You're fired!" I have been very busy being a socialite this week , mucho apolgetica.
The Apprentice series 2 has started. I find this show hi-hi-larious. I absolutely adore reality televison by the way. Except survivor - that is so five years ago!! I love Australian Idol and American Idol and The Apprentice and Average Joe and Big Fat & Farting Ugly People..
Ok one of those is still "in the works".
I adore television as a relaxant, I mostly watch HBO programs, which we call Channel 9 - Yes we are very simple. We have channel 10 ( The OC and all those crime shows) Channel 7 (the wanna be top network) Channel 2 or ABC (government channel) and the aforementioned channel nine. That is free to air t.v. I have cable at home - called Foxtel - although I have the "sadass" package ( you know the one with all the good channels replace with gainy static stuff and a big mocking sign that basically reads, "Hey Cheapass, spend a further ten bucks and you could be watching Bam on MTV - Sweet - O but not for you - Tightcheeks".
But this may be changing, I may be upgrading in time for summer. If I am a good girl.
Had a breakdown at work today, after I had a major depressive episode that can be easily decribed as self pity at being a corporate sellout. It wasn't fun. But hey I survived to Blog about it. That's the main thing - it's all "material".. Blegh. This is what I mean. So flat today !
I went to a premiere of Collateral last night and I think it made my 'fuck you I wont do what you tell me - Rage Against The Machine Attitude flare up again.
I ended up telling the boss how much I hated being in that burbur brown office and we had a great talk - I will definately blog a much more heartfelt piece about everything we worked through and some big things I have sorted out in my mind.
It was a hairy morning, so to speak, as I just felt like I was being a whore still, just getting less money and with a side serve of utter frustration. So I blubbered to the female boss about how much basically I was not happy and why in excruciating detail (quite embarrassing but hey I am a sensitive soul and this medication gives makes me emotionally slutty) It seems to me that at the moment I just have no control over myself especially in the tears or mood swings arena. This ####'n medication makes me feel so tired and shitty somedays I want to give it up and just hope and pray that my body will fix itself, but I know it won't . I have been told it won't. It is six months of my life that I will be pycho bitchface who has heart of stone. The BF looks more tired than me though. Eek.
Nup, I have to keep taking these drugs as that is all that is on offer for me (at the moment) I know it could be worse. I still wish that personally, I could handle this a tad better. Ok a lot better.
So I know that I haven't done any memoir this week as it has just been too frenetic but I am trying to get some sleep in. A girl needs her beauty sleep. But I still love you and I have a good memoir planned for the weekend. Something Old and Something New. Maybe even a guest is coming soon.
Who would you like to hear from ?
( Apart from me, you are all so lovely!)