Overheard: Sydney...from a Brit's Perspective

JJ this post is dedicated to you-how timely, on your birthday!!!...lol so smooth...yikes, people might start suspecting me of being a Sagittarian, lol...

So, I was sitting on the bus tonight...when this COMPLETELY drunkard man plops himself next to me almost rolling over- has absolutely no sense of polite own bubble space, turns on this annoying noisy little radio which you're not sure if holding to his ear he is talking to it or listening to it, goes and harrasses old people on a nearby seat, starts ranting something about the war and Germans, stinks of something like red wine and drinks something out of a stained takeaway coffee cup which judging by the heavy reek was probably red wine.

So anyway an amused Brit sitting on an adjacent seat to me is chatting to his friend (back home) on his mobile phone...I overheard him saying something along the lines of:

"So you know Sydney is so famous for all its beaches and all that...well you know what else there are SHATLOADS OF TWATHEADS as well! "(He said something like that...not sure if I caught the expressions right, if they are the expressions I'm very amused :)...the gist I got if I were to translate it into Australian...that Sydney also has shitloads of serious loonies and wacked out people all over the place."

Anyway he was listening to the drunkard and laughing and I was listening to him and laughing while trying to avoid the drunkard sitting on me and falling all over me. If I was in a less tolerant mood and had a big old handbag I would have just wacked the drunkard over the head, (or was at least tempted in my imagination...)

Anyway I am sooooo tired....totally socially drained and exhausted and need bed desperately so will leave this very clumsy inarticulate post here...I just thought it was funny.

Revelation: I am not a social retard.

I had forgotten that I can actually be highly sociable-it's more about do I find people interesting enough that will compel me to talk and interact? Toyboy lured me to a party promising Germans!!! It was SO HARD to drag myself out of the house believe me I was feeling so sick, tired and anti-social...but I'm glad I went...(for the pie and cake, haha) It was actually fun...cos there was familiarity with people and place...hence I was comfortable and the crowd was all..."real" (genuine, non pretentious) people which I can handle and the bonus was I met two interesting people. As the wise chick I met told me...the difficult part is getting yourself to go out but most of the time you end up having fun....I even surprised myself on this front!

In any case toyboy got my hopes up and lured me under false pretences... a Belgian and a Brit...whadda disappointment, lol...oh well at least Europeans...that play chess! haha...

So yeah revelation: Zhen is not such a social retard after all :) Was pretty impressive and impressed myself too...wow!!! And tomorrow...it happens all over again...well, leaving the house for social reasons...it's just this weekend...something strange in the air perhaps...

p.s Venus Aqua pattern continues...yup another one!!! It's like INSTANT CLICK and probability defying...

The Sound of Suffering...

It's like just a silent reel with slides of faces of anguish and screaming...more powerful than if it came with audio.

I hate hospitals. As a HSP it's just way too much sensory overload...I think to survive working in one day in day out one has to either be completely insensitive, uncompassionate and unfeeling (NOT a water sign) or completely deaden their senses...

The compelling urge is there to just shut your eyes and cover your ears...but then those niggling intuitive antennae pick up lots too- not sure how to close that off!

Best is...avoid them whenever possible!

*sigh*

BBBB

Busy Bustling Buzzing Bee...so tired.

When I get seriously tired...exhausted...first thing to go that is most obvious is the piggy enthusiasm for all things foodie and accompanying appetite. Not sure why...I guess just there is no energy left to fuel the digestive processes...

prior to that when exhaustion is still at "manageably tired", probably the first thing to go is the vision and mental facilities...no extra capacity for prolific writings...no desire to even turn on the computer.

So...that's that...until next time My Blogger Peeps!

Can Ducks Smell?

So anyway lately I have been visiting my old town....whadda...SANCTUARY!

I'm tempted to just pack in all ambitions and go back there and get a job as a check out chick just for the peace and quiet space and ease of breathing and constant...stress free JOY.

Everybody needs a Sanctuary. I have one or a few in the city and one or a few out of the city, but not sure if that is enough, if I had my way the only place I would exist would always be a sanctuary.

In any case in my one of the ones out of the city...I get visited by this very specific husband and wife duck couple...



they are so good to drop by and say "Hi!"when I'm in town no matter what time or place that I wondered "Can Ducks Smell?" As in, are they able to discern my unique smell and know it's me in town and hence come to visit?

My friend tells me "Sure they can smell they have nostrils on their bill!" Whaddaya know! I have some Good Duck Friends!!-wow, that just makes my day! LOL

In other daily trivia I just had to post a pic of this fantastic card

sent to me by my blogger friend HO....Gosh I love this card...especially the little cupcake in the lollypop if you look carefully. I showed my mum and she sighed with exasperation and just said "just like a little kid!" LOL, HO you are included...she thinks you are a child too...except I defended you that you have 3 rugrats, lol.

In any case I also thought the sticker was a good call...

p.s if you were interested, I don't eat duck...every duck is my friend...I LOVE DUCKS!!!