Hang in there, we'll be with you really soon.

I had a few more pages of work to get through this morning. The play was shaping up nicely and the characters were coming together.

The trouble was I was writing myself into introducing a 6th character on the last page if I continued the trend of the narrative. Luckily, my 3rd grade teacher had in her wisdom invented editing. With some last minute adjustments, I had me a published work. And with no parallels to certain vampire teen dramas I entitled the play "Phawkes" (with an alternate title of "Leila II").

Roomie Rob helped out on facebook chat this morning with the line "I basically know you better than you know yourself". It's always great to speak with my ex Buck's Rock roomie. He's such a shameless flirt that I always feel good about myself while talking to him. In anycase, the line he provided negated the need for a 6th character. So yeah, awesome.

I had been instructed to motivate Mum into clean mode at 10am sharp, when in fact I left to post the play at 10am sharp. Actually, I also had to go into Centrelink to print the darn thing as well. Seeing it jet out of the printer was a satisfying feeling. I had a small twinge of fear handing it over to the post office not 10 minutes later to await it's journey to the judges' table. Mostly because I want it to be selected. Last year, my submission to the same competition wasn't as nerve-wracking for some reason.

The day dissolved quickly from creative tasks to domestic housework. There was dust and grime to be swept, sheets and towels to be washed (OMFG! The towels are still in the washing machine) and floors to be vacuumed. That by the end of it, my legs were telling me I needed sleep.

Not to be outdone, I baked the world's biggest ANZAC cookies (bigger than my fist) and encored preparing pizza for three. There was very little in the house leaning towards the definition of cheese, so I had to make do with 3 slices of Coon, a third of a packet of shaved parmesan and a tiny portion of tasty cheese.

Fruit of the Moment: Hyperbole

Your smile is captivating

Waking up this morning with my two CODAPANE FORTE tablets made my day super dooper cruisy. I was pain free and a little shy of an aching neck. Also, an evening trip into Nurofen land was also helpful.

What was MOST important is that I could drive again. And to celebrate, I went to see Dr Philip for a follow up from yesterday's trip to the hospital. According to him, this neck muscle spasm thingo happens all the time. Ever twisted the wrong way and had a sore neck for like three-ish days? Well, that's what happened to me. Only it was really painful.

Good news is that this sort of thing, if repeated can be treated instantly with acupuncture. But it was a very good sign that I "recovered" in a day. If by "recovered" you mean being doped out by drugs and passing out in a hospital for three hours, then lets celebrate with a glass of OJ.

I also started a top secret project today. It's pretty top secret in its secrecy. So you're not allowed to know about it and I'm not allowed to tell you about it. But I will say I was advised not to tell you anything about it. So there. Enjoy whatever you got out of that for now.

I also was scheduled to finish my short play to submit to the Macarthur Playwriting Festival. But with all the dramatic doctors visits and secret projects and buying of groceries, I only had time to ALL BUT finish off the script.

It's coming along very nicely. All the characters are exactly where they need to be. Which actually worked out better than I had anticipated. I've got about 2 pages more to write and then I've got editing to iron out all the kinks. Should be fun for tomorrow.

Also, I'm starting to think about life and what it means. Why I hate Sydney and still live here. Why I never stand still for two seconds. Am I trying to subconsciously avoid growing up? Gee, I hope not. I need to start accepting responsibility in order to find a full time job, and a kitchen with my name engraved on its stone bench top.

Fruit of the Moment: Diggers

d'awwwwwww :3

Okay, two things happened today.

Both intense, both dramatic.

First off, before getting ready for school, I got chatting online to a camper from Buck's Rock. America's timezones are super different to Australia's, so it would have been about 9pmish for him. Anyway, it turns out that recently he came out to his parents.

WOAH. Thats pretty darn extraordinary. I mean, I didn't know who I was at 16. It's an amazing thing for a young guy to be in a safe and confident enough place to be in the position where he feels the end of the world will not occur when he comes out of the closet.

Cos thats what it felt like for me. It took me over a year to tell everyone I knew. I didn't even figure it out until I was like 23 and even then it took me a month to tell Leila. When ever I would tell someone new it was like they suddenly were going to throw me to the wolves, or suddenly find me repulsive or worse hate me.

In anycase my point is, it's great that somewhere, out in that big world are teenagers who feel brave enough to admit to themselves and their family who they actually are.

Secondly, (and the tablets are starting to take effect so I'll be brief) I went to hospital.

It was 8am and I had developed some pain in my neck after a particularly hot shower. Getting dressed was a little painful, but I was used to daily aches and pains. You know how you would walk for 30kms the day before or do some weights and have sore legs or joints all day? That's generally what my body does all the time. So its natural for me to be working all day with a sore back or sore legs or sore arms.

I remember when I had a year 5 class in 2006, my personal trainer at the time had me really working my arms. And telling the kids the next day I had sore arms would result in many friendly jabs and slaps. They found this hilarious. Hah. Hilarious. I really do miss that class.

In anycase, putting on my jumper before heading out the door was like a thunderbolt awakening inside of me. In just a simpel action of raising my hands above my head followed with neck pain so excruciating, that freezing was unbearable and moving made it worse.

Panicing, I truly thought one wrong move would result in losing the ability to walk. It took me all my energy to slowly shuffle over to mum's door, a mere 10 meters from where I stood and talk to her while hunched over in a frozen curved shape.

2o minutes later I was in a car feeling every jolt and brake on the way to Camden hospital. Mum of course played doctor and was listing my medical history, which she felt compelled to repeat to several nurses and doctors. We got into a bed fairly quickly after checking in and within moments I had swallowed a cup of pills, received a surprise injection and collapsed after feeling a sudden cold chill pass through my entire body and passed out until midday.

Louise, my sister it seems was also sick from work today and came around to visit when Mum had brought me home. Even Maureen and Veronica came around. Everyone in the family was calling up and asking about me. My grandmother had told everyone it seemed, and It really made me feel I mattered when Mum's phone kept ringing off the hook to see if I was okay.

Since then and a lot of rest, the drugs have numbed the pain to being sore. And in the evening, when mum made me pumpkin, asparagus and mushroom pie the soreness had turned into a stiffness through sitting in the same chair for pretty much the whole day. Although it was still sore to move.

I hope tomorrow I'm able to drive into town.

Fruit of the Moment: Ice Cream Party

On the weekend, I went to the park and my brother went to jail.

Back to school with the rest of NSW and I find myself with a few more days of Kindergarten to administer. Yay paycheck.

Seriously, I had the cutest bunch of 5 year olds this side of the Bridge. Not that they weren't a handful, just adorable while they were at it. I can tell you my energy levels just went from on to off when 4pm came.

What currently frustrates me is the urgency of applying for new jobs vs the coming school holidays. I've got about 5 jobs lined up to write cover letters for, but while Im taking care of classrooms I can't fathom giving that a real chance until later this week. Plus I have that playwriting competition I'm yet to finish my submission for. Hopefully the whole thing can sort itself out asap.

The waiting line at Centrelink was boring as all heck this afternoon but thankfully fast-ish.

I tried to return to some dieting habits today, but didn't really have the motivation to continue past 6pm. I watched Astro Boy this evening. It was kinda ordinary.

Fruit of the Moment: Candy Corn

RTFM

Apparently, waking people up at 10:30am on a Sunday constitutes as a sleep-in. This fact, brought to you by the world of Glen Jackson. This was not my most favourable memory of the day, but it paved the way for a whole lot of fun in the sun.

Putting my Monopoly playing urges aside, I insisted that Glen and Leila use the last day of the school holidays to have a beach picnic. Glen chose the picnic location, Leila chose the yoghurt and I chose the car. Several layers of sunscreen later, we were all propped up on a blanket on a secluded Wingdang beach enjoying chicken, bread and (in my case) deep fried potato sticks.

Later, Leila needed to return home in preparation for her sister arriving. This both aggravated Styx the cat (he hissed at their arrival) and prevented people from playing Bananagrams. In the end however, I was running late to drive up to Double Bay to catch up with Gen. So I left.

In equal parts diagnostic and downloading, we exhaled our latest woes about the men or lack of men in our lives. Specifically my problems involved unexplored territory, brought upon through events which have made me reconsider how I feel in regards to things. Which, when diagnosed via Gen, had a logical and simplistic approach to plot the new grounds. I look forward to deciding weather or not her advice was suited.

We watched TRON. Also, her older brother found it necessary to strip to his underwear in front of us while the movie was playing. Which I didn't mind due to the tiny man-slut that lives inside my brain. TRON was great.

Fruit of the Moment: Vicarious Coconut

OH...

Waking up at 6am on a Saturday has never felt so dam good :)

I spent the day with Louise and Brendan at Leura Fair; an annual event for Leura and collective of all jams and preserves known to man-kind. Plus a whole chicken. Louise had us candle shopping, and I had us boutique paper browsing. Brendan got some coke straw glasses at the toy store.

The rain didn't dampen the dapper mood I was in. In fact, it inspired me to buy a vest while in a second hand vintage store. I was looking through the racks of amazingly awesome clothes thinking they would look much better on someone else specifically, until I found a zany purple knit top. Then I bought it, no longer concerned that the rest of the store looked better elsewhere.

I managed to sleep all the way back from the mountains to Louise's house, giving me ample time to both upload Dollhouse for her before jotting off to Wollongong for a pizza adventure with Leila and Glen.

Polishing up on my dyslexia, I practiced the difference between saying 'Harry' and 'Hagrid' while reading chapter five from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (or for my American readers: Sorcerer's Stone).

Then, for dessert we laughed through CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS. I laughed once again at the England bashing and Leila laughed at the Rat-birds. There were many more things to laugh at, but you should watch for yourselves.

Fruit of the Moment: 1.2mb per second!?

You untagged yourself? Oh wait, no you didn't.

It's a great feeling to have finally taken that first step towards a job. Now all that I need do is apply myself in piles of applications for the next month while I await my Prince Charming to recruit me in my dream job.

Prince Charming of course is not a romantic interest in this fantasy, although it would help matters if he were tall dark and handsome. No, I'm looking for a marriage of such to my new career and I'm going all the way with this one.

Never before have I set out to find a full time job. Any school or place I have earned a pay-check was the result of good timing, exclusive membership or random-hapenstance. Now, the tables have turned and this cow is looking to be sold.

In anycase, I took my sweet time to start. After breaking my long term relationship with my portable scanner and tidying up my old hard-drive files, I sat outside with my sister's Labradoodle Link and completed my resume/portfolio in one afternoon.

It was only therefore fitting to celebrate with Louise, Tuneil and her charming boy Noah (who demanded to ride on my shoulders after dinner at Mondos).

Fruit of the Moment: Blue Sky