So, yeah, had a couple of drinks with MG2 and SP - goodness, the things MG2 talks about LOL. SP is only 23 OMG, first time I've really spoken to her, seems nice enough...
Got home on the second train after I could have - if leaving straight from work I would have only missed one other, I mean. V thought I was abandoning her, but a) I had to tell someone about the interview, b) it was SB (team leader leaving) 'leaving' drinkies - sparsely populated, but there it was, and c) she had Mum and Dad to entertain her. Was tired and went to bed early.
Saturday was go to Chermside day - well, after watching the Rage Top 50 at least - one comment on that - the music video producers must love Gwen Stefani, after doing a huge Alice in Wonderland thing with Whatcha Waiting For, the amount of spend that must have gone on Pirates of the Caribbean - oh, I mean If I Was A Rich Girl - better song than the other I think - wow.
So off to Chermside, and did a trawl through the mall, I got the Jon Stewart book American from Dymocks - was actually amazed to see it in an Aussie bookstore, and was umming and ahhing whether to get it, but hey, the Daily Show, and I'm a liberal, what can't be not to like about it LOL. Got a really nice shirt from Ed Harry as well, I'm usually not a (vertical) stripe person myself, but V suggested I try it on and voila, next minute I know I am buying it. At the start of the day was going into 'each other's' stores, plus of course thinking of a wedding present (only got a really nice card Saturday, will write down somewhere what it says later on), but towards the end there's only so much Games Workshop she can bear, and only so many Bargain Cities I could.
The wedding present thing was exasperating - maybe I should have asked for a peek of the register LOL. Spent about five hours there all up, looking at most of the little stores and the Myer as well. Made two pit stops at the pet store, mainly puppies but a couple of kittens as well. And then home to Dad's famous steak eggs and chips.
I turned on the news (as I do, withdrawals from the net versions of the Guardian, NYT et al) and V came in, and the Huygens landing on Titan story, V wanted to go, I said stay and watch this story...
I said 'sit down for this one at least' - watching watching watching, brill photos from Titan, article ended. V said 'how does your Dad do the eggs, will they be runny?'
Look at her in stunned silence, look back at the TV, look back at her, weigh up with one hand saying 'new world' - the other hand 'my eggs'. Look back at V, weigh up the hands again - look at the TV and go
'Oh Mi God, What are you Doing here?' in a humorous way, and V laughed for a whole five minutes straight. Thus the egg story was born - the eggs weren't runny by the way.
Sunday morning was updating my CV, realised I must have deleted my last copy of it from my job search which ended in June - duh me LOL. So typing that up again and then off out again, this time to town. V picked up a handbag as a present for one of her relatives, and then proceeded to do Big W, KFC and Crazy Clarks (guess whose choices those were?) - went to the money exchange and did the place out of Kiwi money before V could get close. Dropped a film of Mum's off at the camera stop (I'm seriously thinking of updating to a digital) and then to the Myer Centre.
Window shopped for the most part, and did a once ocver of all the floors - had a Gloria Jeans coffee - well, slushie, actually, before heading off to pick up the film, one film over like eighteen months - don't think I have EVER taken that long to finish a film. Oh and decided on a wedding present, just a nice photo frame and all, thinking that RB and KA have been together for ten years, hmm they probably have everything, and again, maybe the register would have been a good idea, a photo frame is just as good as any other idea I had.
Then onto the movies and Meet the Fockers - better than I expected, and is it just me or is Dustin Hoffman having a bit of a renaissance? After the movie, we wandered around looking for a good food place in like thirty degree heat. Wandered past the Belgian beer place, felt like a beer, but the menu was a bit poncey, and went past an Italian place, and V felt like pasta, but I walked on by. I was in the mood to walk all the way to the Valley, heat and all, but then came across a Pig and Whistle on Charlotte Street, and beer and lemonade later, and then the menu.
Cobb bread, chips with aeoli sauce, and crab and smoked salmon fritters - which appeared almost as soon as it was ordered - V had an Uma Thurman out of Pulp Fiction moment, coming back to the table and her food was there. The food was OK, the service was good (and cute), but I don't think there was any crabmeat in the fritters.
Then it was the what we have in common discussion - again, in a joking manner, going on from the Egg Story - V is curious about what my friends do, I'm not; I am interested in movies and music, V knows of these concepts; V lives in a small town, I have watched Blue Heelers. The only thing we could agree on was liking Jimmy Barnes Khe Sanh LOL.
Had another beer, and wandered to the railway station. Got home, had had a long day, and she knocked over a glass of Sprite in the computer room - I was tired and cranky and swearing a lot as I cleaned up, and she fled in tears. Caught her on the stairs, hugged her, and she was tired, cranky and nervous. Tired, cranky and nervous for an interview for me on the other hand.
Was a hot night, but I got enough sleep before waking up early and getting ready early. Was OK with nerves when I left the house, but was really hot and was nervous and sweaty at the train station, and got to the office (seeing and waving to MG at the coffee shop downstairs) a bundle of nerves. Everyone was saying good luck and congrats - apart from SW who came in with 'you jammy git' - I think she meant well though. KW2 was humming here comes the bride to and thought that I was going to propose to V to take my mind off the interview nerves.
Had the interview, had the panel laughing for a good portion of the half hour so that's gotta be good. I was happy with most of my answers - there wasn't any time they STOPPED writing and when they slowed down I said enough to get them going again. One time they asked did I want to add anything to the answer, but I was all talked out on that one by that stage. Talked to KW2, CC, GT and AS on the way out. Rang V and said that in three quarters of an hour I would be wearing shorts and be on holiday (had been wearing long pants, saving my shorts for the trip) - JC msged me and I msged back asking for news of who else got interviews. She got back to me later and both her and MC had missed out.
Got back home and V was watching Coyote Ugly - and I practised my dialogue. I think I will be as good with Coyote as I am with Pulp Fiction or A Few Good Men soon. But apparently I was annoying V - the guy on the bar during the riot with the two bottles is gooooood. Then watched the last episode of Series 2 of Seinfeld, The Deal where Jerry and Elaine get back together. V liked it, whereas when I got the Revenge episode, it was I need to get ready now LOL. We both like Coyote Ugly though - for different reasons though LOL.
Then it was time to head to the airport. The flight was CANCELLED - but Freedom had 'chartered' an Air NZ flight to take us over instead. Red Rooster before Customs, and a beer and croissant after customs. V was nervous and had lost her appetite. Uneventful flight, apart from the wannabe singers in the row behind us. Oh, and the film was Catwoman, being a Freedom flight I guess that was a bonus - was more engrossed in my Economist and book than Halle Berry in leather (sad but true).
Got to Auckland and the instructions for the info desk said turn right instead of left, bad instructions and got us lost for about ten minutes. Found the shuttle bus to the motel OKish, if late, and flopped into bed - nothing on TV - girly kissy movie maybe, but didn't look watchable. Got our wake up call this morning, and blearily wandered over and picked up. Turned on the TV and there was Good Morning, Blues Clues, Barney and in other words, nothing.
Got to the airport in enough time, had a pie, coffee, buzz bar, V energy drink and twisties, and the flight was delayed by fifteen minutes. The Beech 1900D only has nineteen seats, but V seemed OK, ONCE we landed in Tauranga. It was a pretty cloudy flight, but got a good view coming into Tauranga, and was told it looked a lot like Tassie, as indeed Auckland Airport and environs seemed to LOL. Sorry Queen City, but you remind V of the quietest Australian state LOL.
The grandparents picked us up, which was a surprise, we came home for lunch and talked for about an hour, and then had a tour of the garden. GD and I had a beer, while V asked a few questions, about how they met, which led to the housewarming at Pinehaven story, to vets we have known and a wide range of things. I got sunburnt on certain parts, shin, forearm, forehead. GM, V and I went to the closest mall and V saw a cheap fish and chips store, with paua fritters (how do you pronounce that?) and her first real Warehouse (Crazy Clarks just isn't the same), and $2 Shop and NZ Woolies. V got her first taste of hokey pokey as well.
We came home and GD had the Discovery and History channels on. For 25 minutes before On The Buses I was allowed to control the remote, and I found Martin Luther King and I Have A Dream on CNN (MLK Day over there) - V and the grandparents were talking Coro Street and I was like MLK Coro Street, weighing up like the Egg and what we have in common situations.
Free At Last, Free At Last, Thank God Almighty, Free At Last.
Watched the local news, bleah Judy Bailey LOL, but look at the news, not the style Pauly. Shortland Street and the only one I could recognise was Waverley, and she only had one sentence tonight. Good to see the writers are still as tragic though, the latest lesbian triangle - cute actress in the middle of it though LOL. Then Coro Street and the History and Animal Planet channels. There's an Animal Planet NYC cop show - just thinking of the REAL Cops LOL, filmed live on location.
Bad boys bad boys, whatcha gonna do etc - funny! OK, I'm up to date - Pauly...
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