tales from an ordinary world

1999-05-10

God I've been asleep so long, I've been away
Back from software limbo the natives call today
The Church.

Software limbo. That's been my life for the past month, which is why I hadn't been saying much here - I really felt way out of it all, waiting for it all to blow over and get better. A sea of bad feelings from others, none of which I could do anything about (nor was my fault), but which still affected me far more than I should have let it...

Tom even made me apply for a show during the next grid on 3MU (whose website Ana's started working on. Yay !). Depending on how things go, you might end up being subjected to 4 weeks of Remote Luxury once again. But we'll see - I'm sure there's plenty more people with better shows :P

1999-05-14

Since I had nothing to do tonight, I ended up tagging aloing with Fiona and co. to see Frenzal Rhomb at the Hi-Fi Bar. Surprisingly enough, one of the support bands was Mach Pelican, 3 Japanese dudes who'd come to Melbourne via Perth or something, and had their gear stolen somewhere along the way - I'd seen an ad for them sometime last year in Tonkatsu Joshu, a little Japanese place I eat at in the city a fair bit. Not too long after that, Matt mentioned he'd seen them somewhere or other, and they weren't arf bad. So yeah. Mach Pelican rocked. I even managed to score one of their posters off the wall (everybody else was after the Frenzal Rhomb ones, of course...). The other support bands were 28 Days (pretty good) and Toe to Toe, from Sydney - loud, fist-shaking stuff, but I could have done without it tonight. I could appreciate the music in a basic sort of way - nice and loud and good for stress relief - but no way could I understand a word the guy sang...Frenzal Rhomb were good fun, and I even managed to recognize some of the songs ;)

1999-05-16

"be my be my be my silver star..."
Grant McLennan.

It's cold. I sit on the bus around 6pm on the way home from brunch in Richmond, and it's cold. Crowds wander home after the footy. Everybody looks cold. The new Luna CD's on my discman - Dean Wareham's turned "Sweet Child O' Mine" into such a beautiful song I'm almost moved to tears (lame but true !). Something's in the wind - I'm definitely shaken, not stirred, this evening. I change my mind and head home instead of going to the usual Sunday dinner at a friend's place. I'm so cold. I don't want to see anybody tonight.

1999-05-27

I finally sorted out all the new job stuff (hence the week and a half of silence here...) and handed my resignation to Monash this afternoon. From June 21st I'll be working for Netizen, mainly because I had to go through somebody's company in order to do a 4-day-a-week sysadmin-plus-other-random-bits contract job I found, working with an old friend. So I get to work with 2 different groups of friends at once :)

Coincidentally, the 3MU bar night was on tonight, which seemed a good place to celebrate my resignation with Christian, Fiona, Adrian and Andrew (plus Tom and the others). Lots of beer. Good thing I'd already decided I was taking Friday off in lieu of all that overtime I've done lately...

1999-05-28

Woke up just in time to make it to the Internet Censorship Rally. I should have worn my Netizen t-shirt, dammit. So many familiar faces in one place at once...Anthony said something like : "imagine if someone bombed this rally - you'd take out a large proportion of the local net scene..."

When I change jobs, I'll no longer have a mobile phone (Monash owns the one I've been using), so on the way home I went and bought my own phone, a Nokia 6110 - I was nearly seduced into buying an Ericsson SH888, with dual-band stuff and a built-in modem, but figured that I wouldn't really end up using either of those things right now, and besides, the 6110 looked cooler and does a couple of fun things. Woo.

1999-05-29

I've decided it's time to work on my wardrobe. Perhaps I'll even go back to being an occasional shirt-wearer (save me !). I wandered round a few shops looking at jackets, and as usual, they didn't have the right size for the only one I really wanted. Maybe my black jeans and black jacket aren't so bad after all...