Thursday

May. 12th, 2005 10:26 pm
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So today I emailed the London Embassy about my passport having gone through the wash and they very helpfully sent me back to their website. Frustrated and annoyed, but why I expected anything else is beyond me. So I get to call them soon and talk to a human. Won't that be fun.

Vic is happily listening to Maroon 5 and drinking a bottle of port. I am sitting and rambling. Went to Costco today and got some stock food in, chicken and burgers and the like. Then back to Ann's for a sit in the garden for a bit. I caught the sun a little on the arms and face. Feels good. If it weren't for her charver neighbors it would be a little paradise. Thinking we are going to have to prepare some outdoor cuisine soon. My wife has just fast forwarded Scissor Sisters, Nirvana, XTC and Paul Simon to get to a sad blues song. Ah well, I think we have already established that she thinks the majority of my music is crap, while I simply grind my teeth through most of hers. It's a bit of a sore point. Which explains why I play my stuff so much when she is out.

So tomorrow off to look at the £74950 house in Pegswood. It's terrifying to me to think that $140000 is a fixer-upper. I think my parents paid $62500 for the house I grew up in. I know it's different times, but I still can't understand how things are so much more expensive over here. A Big Mac meal is £3.99 here, which is $7.50...which is OBSCENE for McDonalds, no matter where it is. Ah well. I just wish my contracts were in sterling. Getting back to the house, I hope it at least has potential and isn't TOO run down. I can almost handle the thought of moving up there and starting our new life, but it does present a run of new challenges. The thought of a mortgage terrifies me. For some odd reason. Don't know why.

But the thought of maybe getting a part time job at Threshers kinda makes me happy. I just scratched my arm and apparently I caught the sun more than I thought; a cool shower is on the books tonight, obviously. Joss Stone on now. Like Joss. Like the name Joss too. Kinda bratty without being charverish. No doubt it will be the #1 name over here before long. Chloe was for 6 straight years, oddly. Chloe and Jack. In 10 years there is gonna be the Gen Z+2 of kids named Chloe learning to drive.

I still like James the best.

Or Fast Eddie.

Had my monthly call with Inventures tonight. Good people, but SO incompetent. The kind you'd want as friends, but not coworkers. Well, maybe they are good coworkers, but I would sell my stock in the company if I had any. What the hell. As long as they keep paying me. In the fall I may ask them for a raise.

All is well, and it's a lovely night. Cool and clear. Should be a good weekend. Will be nice to go out to the park for a picnic. OH MY GOD! We made Duca (sp?) chicken tonight after seeing it on the Wine TV network for so long. It was actually pretty good. We are sad and old, but I am finding that okay. Just need to be more active and get the metabolism going better so I can shed the weight and feel better about life and my health. It's gonna be a good summer. I have money coming in and everything else is just fine.

Good things.
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I should be working. Vic is off at the Reiki Share group that she has every month, and I am creating a blog account. Boys will be boys.

So, married a year. Everyone said 'it will change you' and 'you'll feel different'. Must say that I don't feel any different. My friends have stopped calling and other couples avoid us now, but I choose to believe that is simply them changing, not us. The bastards.

Listening to George Harrison's All Things Must Pass at the moment; it's one of the albums I get to listen to when she's out. If someone had told me that I would marry a woman who hates the Beatles, I would have laughed scornfully and gone back to poring over my bootleg version of Ain't She Sweet. Luckily we do have a few bands that we can listen to together, which greatly eases the time we do spend together, which is mostly in the car.

Hippy is lethargically lying on the bed refusing to move until her mother gets home. I would be worried about this except that I am reliably informed that she does this when I am not there too, which is actually comforting in a Snuggle Bear kind of way. Biff has polished off his evening sachet of food and has proceeded to curl up on the couch in a little horrible furry ball of teeth and claws. He's my Valentine's 2004 present, back when I was really missing Bob and Winny. He's a little ratbag, but we feel bad for him as he's been hard-done to, and I think he is weaseling a way into our lives, if not yet our hearts.

Sometimes I wonder how things would be different if we lived in America. I might still be with TOG and miserable. I'm happy we live here. I never liked New England. In fact, I think I may have hated it, based on re-examining my feelings. I finally found satisfaction and a connection to a place when I moved to California, but it was only when I found Vic that I found the happiness and love and contentment that I was longing for. I love the Bay Area; the laid-back attitudes, the trippingess, the gorgeous scenery and the wine: it's a pity it is in the US. But I think I love Morpeth more. The sooner we get there and I can dangle my feet in the Wansbeck and breathe Northumberland air, the happier I will be. We've seen a fixer-up house in Pegswood for £74950. It's about 5 minutes outside the centre of Morpeth, but I am at the point where I just think we should go for it if it looks like it won't fall down. I don't think it's that I hate the flat, but I think getting our own house will be a huge next step in my own life, and in ours as a couple. A huge step, admittedly, but the next one to be taken. (After that is fatherhood and I still get cross-eyed thinking about that. I can ALMOST stomach the thought of being responsible for myself, and MAYBE Vic, but not a CHILD??? Little Josh??? Or Maya??? Jesus...)

Next entry will either be me avoiding work again or perhaps a long one on God/Spirituality. Or maybe one on the dog.

Good things.

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