damn these titles, i can never think what to type!

An insight into Darcy on her days off when she’s had a good nights sleep, wasn’t working the previous day and has no assignments due, parties to attend, expectations to lower or anything really to avoid (because face it, exams are over 2 weeks away and everybody who is anybody knows that that is WAY to early to start studying… *cough cough*)

Well, lets set the scene by also adding that Eddy did have an assessment to work on all day and they had already been shopping once this weekend…. This is a once in a lifetime series of events – one that should be celebrated on an annual basis by all creatures great and small!... – okay, not quite sure what I was getting at there so we’ll move along shall we?

So, anyway, due to this unforseen set of events brought about by Mercury and its curious alignment with the nodes, whilst simultaneously at an exact 47.325 degree angle to Jupiter, I found myself at 10 am this morning having already achieved everything I had set out to do for the day (sleep in and dance in the garage… don’t even bother trying to get your head around that, its just one of many weird and wacky habits of mine) well that is except go for a bike ride to prepare for the 90km I’ll have to ride next Sunday (a whole other story) but it was raining and I just didn’t feel like getting wet today… with nothing to do.

*Insert Darcy slouching on the living room lounges facing the blank tv with her laptop open, a dazed look in her eyes as she stares 45° to her right with no sense of purpose*

(much like I am doing now whilst twirling a strand of my hair trying desperately to scrape some sort of ‘interestingness’ out of my brain and into this post here)

- did u know that when you search the phrase “i am histerically funny” on Google I’m the second site that comes up… lol my atrocious spelling comes in handy for something… just thought I’d let you know :D –

Anywho, that’s not the point of this post… actually I don’t know what the point of this post was… maybe just to get me writing again???

The pics should give you some sort of idea of the mischief I got up too on my day off… but then again most of it must be left off the record :p. I should probably make special mention of the fact that all was done in public areas of the house leading me to drive the rest of my lovely family crazy as I flitted from room to room progressively taking up every spare bit of space in the house… don’t you love me :D *angel halo*


lots of luv
D.

Darcy is sad :(

Darcy is sad :(

Actually Darcy has been sad quite a lot lately and as she doesn't like writing blogs when she's sad (well its more that I dont really think you want to read them and I scared of what might com out and regretting it later) so there haven't been many blogs...

Darcy doesn't like being sad and quite frankly she is sick and tired of it!

But the clouds seem to be hovering and with no signs of any perminent (or semi-perminent! I'll take semi-perminent!... just something more than a few hours) sunshine she'll just have to keep hobbling on and hope that the weather man forecasts some nicer emotional weather in the not too distant future...

just wanted to write something today and this is what came out.

lots of hugz
D.

P.S. Darcy is going in the MS Sydney to the Gong bike race on the 30th of November and is looking for sponsors... its for a good cause!!! and every little bit helps... so let her know if your interested in helping out.

Playing along...

Okay so yesterday Darcy went to a play... She went to a play because she was invited and it seemed like a good idea at the time... She went with her dad and eddy...

Now whilst I didn't exactly know what I was getting myself into... (yes this is a concious change of person), I did know that it was a play called 'the only child' which explores the somewhat dysfunctional relationship between a couple and what eventuates when their disabled son goes missing.

Now... The story was great... It was interesting and kept my attention for the full 90 minutes (a challenge by any means for a play without excessive violence or action if u believe all of the media on the attention span of gen y'ers)

Anyway you know what I expected...

What I didn't however is a whole other story...

But really I don't think that anyone really expects that the first time they see naked man in the flesh so to speak (other than my dad... Hey! Don't go getting any funny ideas... Accidents do happen when for the first 15 years of your life your whole family share one bathroom) to be in a small dark room filled with strangers and my dad sitting only 2 seats away (poor eddy was stuck inbetween us) and to make matters a little more interesting I got a 2 for the price of one deal. 3! If you include the woman too!

and as much as I'd like to deny that I did it... because I like to at least pretend that I'm all grown up and responsible like... but comparisons were made in a split second and then I moved on and thats all that will be said on the matter.

So, shocked could probably describe my emotional state as we left the theatre... but as I said, it was a great play. :P

you don't mind do you?

Oh Darcy, Darcy, Darcy - you don't mind if i talk to myself publicly do you?

Oh Darcy, Darcy Darcy... *shakes head and giggles inwardly*

What have you done this time?!

Its not my fault really... and it all turned out right in the end - so that counts for something doesn't it???

The fact that I could have gotten my car stolen in the process... well... hmmm...

Maybe I'd better start from the beginning.

So I was staying at Eddy's place (because her parents are out of the country on a European extravaganza and if you knew Eddy then you would know that leaving her to fend for herself is a recipe for total destruction, I mean she did start a fire melting tomato and cheese on toast... without the toast!!... okay so maybe thats taking things a bit far, she has come a long way since then...

Anywho, the point is that I was staying at Eddy's, it was about 11am and I was quite enjoying my lazy day avoiding every bit of uni work piling on my virtual desk by lounging around in my pj's watching episodes of Skins when....

Da da daaaaaaa.............

My phone rings (the message tone), its my friendly neighborhood phone store and they are informing me that they have just gotten some iphones that I have been waiting 2 months for in stock, they cannot legally hold any for me but if I can get into the city in time there should be one for me to call my very own (and Ariel, who was getting one as a belated birthday present)

What?!?! Now?!?! Of all days?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

But I'm in my PJ's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was my day at home!!! (well actually I had planned to be at uni doing a group assignment but my partner had needed to pull out at the last minute due to work commitments - but that is completely besides the point!

I have to get into town NOW.

So, call mum and dad, let them know what's going on, find my bag, get dressed.

Right bag - check, clothes - check, wallet check, what am I missing?.. KEYS! my keys, where are my keys???

Right about now I am running around Ed's house like a headless chicken.

Table! no...

Back table! no...

Entrance table! no...

Spare bed where I dump all my stuff when I walk in?... NO!

where could they be!!!! I need to get to the station *eek*

oh no... oh no oh no oh no... last night... when I dropped some of my stuff in Eddy's car... what if i missed them!!! Quickley. Call Eddy... she's in a lecture... "Do you have my keys?!" You don't know?... okay I'll keep looking

"Mum I can't find my keys... Yes I know there is nothing you can do from work"

"Dad?!... no :("

Okay maybe if I just go outside and look at my car they will miraculously appear in my hands...

Then I see it - the light shining - no, then I see THEM... those oh not so innocent 2 timing, gah!

My keys! They are in the ignition of my locked car!!!!!!

You could see that coming couldn't you? I tell you its all so typically me, the one time I actually need to be a normal being that takes her keys out of the car when they themselves get out an lock the door... it is was just so typically me to forget that most basic of directives on the only day in my recent memory when I truly needed them and there was no one there who could help me.

Anyway, there is a happy ending to my all so pathetic story... my lovely superhero friend Codie took time out of her day off to get dressed and come immediately to pick me up, only to drop me off at the station and go back home.

Oh and I got the phone :D.

lots of hugz

D.

I see red!!!

I discovered something about myself today… I discovered that whilst I am a curious creature, I am most certainly not an anxious type of person (at least when it comes to perceived phenomena)… Oh! And I value sleep above all else.

You see, when I was awoken in the wee hours of this morning by an almost florescent red light streaming through my curtains I wasn’t in the least bit worried. Whilst all over NSW citizens were fearing bush fires, massive terrorist attacks and Armageddon, my thought process following the discovery of this strange occurrence went something like this…

“Since when did next door open up a brothel?”
“No wait that doesn’t make sense”
Pulls back the blinds to reveal an unprecedented amount of red dust
“Oh that’s weird”
Rolls over and gets more sleep…

I don’t know why I didn’t immediately think of all the worst case scenarios, but it might have something to do with the fact that deep down in my head somewhere I was pretty sure that had the light been coming from a bushfire – there would have been a lot more noise and had there been a bomb – there would have been a lot more noise. Also, had a comet hit the earth – I’d expect noise and at least a little Earthly vibrations, and had Armageddon arrived… well I’d at least expect someone to have the decency to wake me up!!!

So having gone through this process there I mustn’t be in any near danger and would therefore be much better off sleeping now and finding out what’s going on later.

Anywho, if the Daily Telegraph’s blog site for what I now know to have been a dust storm is anything to go by then my reaction was certainly in the minority but not without their cohorts.

Grim reaper of south coast said “the dust storm has emanated from the Parramatta District.... seems its been a while since they opened up the trophy cabinet” *hehehe* I like that one… but they’re getting a bit ahead of themselves aren’t they???

Meanwhile Annie informs us/them “A friend from NY emailed me this morning, commiserating that we Aussies are having the same climate change issues as they are in the US. Oh dear.” (Gotta love some good ol’ America bashing… in the light hearted sense here people, we should al laugh at ourselves every once in a while… goodness know I do)

Rightio, that’s about all for now, folks. Just a little post to share with you all.
Much love
D.

Pot, meet Kettle...

A few moments in the tween time on platform 2

As I write this now (well yesterday in my lecture pad) I am sitting on Circular Quay station, platform 2 and the 5:26pm all stops train to Lidcombe has just pulled up. I of course am not all that interested in the train, but sitting in a chair (for those of you who thought I was on the floor) looking through the glass railings to the landscape where the Sydney harbour bridge and Opera House reside, watching the harbour cats and green and gold ferry’s making their stops and waiting for an appropriate time to leave for my next appointment.

Its kind of peaceful now that the train has pulled out (yup time stops for no woman here) and the station is relatively empty, the breeze is refreshingly cool and the flags that border the Quay are swaying gently.

Sometimes it’s nice to just sit. I enjoy it, no matter how strange you think me for it.

The sun is setting and I find that just by taking off my sunglasses the world opens up around me, like all this time I was wearing blinkers and hadn’t noticed, keeping me on track and allowing me to hide myself from the world. I feel a sense of relief at the loss, the scene appears to grow and details become more apparent, the sky seems less foreboding, and with an emerging sense of control and renewed connection to my surroundings it’s all of a sudden easier to smile.

In the distance little dots of people are climbing the bridge in single file, 7 I count. Meanwhile a colony of seagulls fights over a discarded chip from the downstairs restaurants, the battle is won by one and the rest continue cruising about the area, hoping I imagine for another chance. A flash goes off as the climbers take a group shot and then proceed back down again.

The lights are starting to go on, barely visible at the moment but soon to replace the sun with their blue tinged light. I’ve noticed that people are slower in the evening ‘rush’ home. The day is over and most seem spent, void of any outward emotion and just plodding along the well-worn route on automatic pilot. It’s an in between time, the day is over but the night has yet to begin.

I’m waiting for an appropriate time to leave, no rush, but I’m reluctant to be the one to break the bubble I’ve blown in my mind.

A message comes over the PA system reminding me that “if you see an un attended bag on the platform DO NOT touch it and please notify the station authorities ASAP” and “for your safety, security cameras continuously monitor this station.”… bubble goes *pop!*

Another train arrives, and the cycle repeats.