Tuesday - went into town to have brunch and catch a movie. I had an open steak sandwich and V had fish and chips, with probably the nicest fish I have tasted in like ages (yes, I did have a small portion, yum), in one of the restaurants out in the open mall. Had a thickshake as well, which almost filled me up to my eyeballs by itself LOL.
The movie we went to see was Look Both Ways, a nice quiet Australian version of say Traffic or Pulp Fiction or that one based in Los Angeles talking about race (Crash) - one of those movies with four or five different viewpoints and each of them as important as the other, about a typical day in the life or something. Was nice, without being too brain engaging - well, at least with the aspect of being a week behind. V didn't quite get it, and was more into the previews for the movie in the cinema next door, that boy from the 70s show come back as some woman's reincarnated high school boyfriend - yeah, I'm bad with movie titles today LOL.
Then got to view the wonders of Big W and Crazy Clark's yippy skip LOL, the wonders of overdoing retail therapy. Caught the train home earlyish, veged out at home, watched Dancing With The Stars (mmm, Tania Zaetta or Zanetta or whatever her name is).
Wednesday - I had to go to work, awww. And V caught the train with me, awww. But the train was packed, she got a seat and I had to stand, awww not allowing me to read the paper. She started talking to some granny who was going in the same direction as her, and after a brief respite at McDonald's, had to go face her again on the next platform, going out to Cleveland. I headed off to work, but wanted to take the day off. Was a pretty nothing day from memory in the office.
V went and saw one of her nieces, who was in town visiting her husband's former foster sister, or something like that. Interesting times abounded, especially with the house visit - it was feral. V described a vision of trash all over the place, with the matriach of the family stuck in her chair in the lounge, a smoke in one hand, the other over an overflowing rubbish bin, with a little bell apparently to summon her sixteen year old daughter slash slave to do anything and everything for her. The niece and family had not felt that they could eat there, and barely felt like sleeping - even with the showers the niece didn't feel clean. Very Deliverance.
Then V went wild in the largest shopping mall in the Brisbane area, the Logan City Hyperdome. She bought lots of stuff, had a dementia moment where she forgot she had been in a shop she had just left, and bought me a DVD - even though she says I should stop buying DVDs, she bought Sideways, which I had been looking for the day before. I almost got two copies of Closer, lucky that I mentioned aloud about the green cover. She did good.
Caught up with V at the railway station after work, she stuck around rather than going straight through, so that she could head home with me, awww. That night I was online for about forty five minutes and didn't I hear about it the rest of the time, mostly from my mother. V was like we talk during Glasshouse most weeks on the phone, and when she is up here I'm off in the Batcave - but hardly mentioned it after that. Also watched the Movie Show, got ideas for what to watch, but not enough time, never enough time, to see everything I want to share.
Thursday - about the only day that V didn't do anything. Mum was home sick, so V couldn't even get around tidying the house up - she did a spot of ironing while Mum was sleeping and then was made to feel guilty about it. I was off at work again. Got home and the Ashes were just starting - c'mon England c'mon - watched most of the first session, but went to bed early, again.
Another break in the narrative, more again later, or tomorrow :)
Pauly
The movie we went to see was Look Both Ways, a nice quiet Australian version of say Traffic or Pulp Fiction or that one based in Los Angeles talking about race (Crash) - one of those movies with four or five different viewpoints and each of them as important as the other, about a typical day in the life or something. Was nice, without being too brain engaging - well, at least with the aspect of being a week behind. V didn't quite get it, and was more into the previews for the movie in the cinema next door, that boy from the 70s show come back as some woman's reincarnated high school boyfriend - yeah, I'm bad with movie titles today LOL.
Then got to view the wonders of Big W and Crazy Clark's yippy skip LOL, the wonders of overdoing retail therapy. Caught the train home earlyish, veged out at home, watched Dancing With The Stars (mmm, Tania Zaetta or Zanetta or whatever her name is).
Wednesday - I had to go to work, awww. And V caught the train with me, awww. But the train was packed, she got a seat and I had to stand, awww not allowing me to read the paper. She started talking to some granny who was going in the same direction as her, and after a brief respite at McDonald's, had to go face her again on the next platform, going out to Cleveland. I headed off to work, but wanted to take the day off. Was a pretty nothing day from memory in the office.
V went and saw one of her nieces, who was in town visiting her husband's former foster sister, or something like that. Interesting times abounded, especially with the house visit - it was feral. V described a vision of trash all over the place, with the matriach of the family stuck in her chair in the lounge, a smoke in one hand, the other over an overflowing rubbish bin, with a little bell apparently to summon her sixteen year old daughter slash slave to do anything and everything for her. The niece and family had not felt that they could eat there, and barely felt like sleeping - even with the showers the niece didn't feel clean. Very Deliverance.
Then V went wild in the largest shopping mall in the Brisbane area, the Logan City Hyperdome. She bought lots of stuff, had a dementia moment where she forgot she had been in a shop she had just left, and bought me a DVD - even though she says I should stop buying DVDs, she bought Sideways, which I had been looking for the day before. I almost got two copies of Closer, lucky that I mentioned aloud about the green cover. She did good.
Caught up with V at the railway station after work, she stuck around rather than going straight through, so that she could head home with me, awww. That night I was online for about forty five minutes and didn't I hear about it the rest of the time, mostly from my mother. V was like we talk during Glasshouse most weeks on the phone, and when she is up here I'm off in the Batcave - but hardly mentioned it after that. Also watched the Movie Show, got ideas for what to watch, but not enough time, never enough time, to see everything I want to share.
Thursday - about the only day that V didn't do anything. Mum was home sick, so V couldn't even get around tidying the house up - she did a spot of ironing while Mum was sleeping and then was made to feel guilty about it. I was off at work again. Got home and the Ashes were just starting - c'mon England c'mon - watched most of the first session, but went to bed early, again.
Another break in the narrative, more again later, or tomorrow :)
Pauly
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