tales from an ordinary world

2000-01-17

Long, long ago (7 and a half years, maybe ?) My sister bought the latest Stephen Cummings album, and it came with a little ep she gave me, called If I had some money, I'd go away tonight. The songs I'd all heard before, but the title's something I've always had a certain fondness for...

...right now, though, I'm thinking "If I had some money, I'd go to New York next month". I've never been there (nor to the rest of the USA), and last week a friend asked me if I wanted to come along, because (in her words) "You're one of the only people I know with a disposable income :)". Had the timing been better, I probably could've gone. But never mind. I'm still trying to get my passport done on the off-chance that I can suddenly afford the trip, although I don't quite expect the winds to be in my favour by then...

Travel. Either I have The Bug, or it's bothering me that I Can't Have It. I suspect it's more likely to be both. As I've said countless times before, I want to go overseas and stuff, but I know I wouldn't be motivated to work. And now that I'm Contractor Scum, I can't afford a long holiday 'cause I don't get paid while I'm off work. I'm not sure of a good solution to this, apart from making myself stop spending so much money on...well...my lifestyle. Or whatever it is. But that's no fun - I mean, is it really worth denying yourself for 99% of the time just so you can enjoy yourself the other 1% of the time ? I really don't know.

It's a lonely world in Melbourne Town tonight. Not sad lonely, just...lonely. Maybe bored lonely ? All this waiting is making me ache...