Friday, July 27, 2012

Sweet

I don't know why, but this song has been teasing around the edges of my mind all week.
I never actually heard the full song before.  It was only a snippet on the radio.
So, today whilst at my sister-in-law's house scouring the job ads I thought to google it.
It's really rather sweet.

You Put Your Arms Around Me - Jens Lekman

It has much improved my mood :)




Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Well ... things are very different at the Centrelink office too.

Had my phone interview yesterday morning and was booked in at the Government Job Search Agency that afternoon.  I get to sign lots of documents.  And apparently after I get a job I have to forward them copies of my payslips for months?!?

She wasn't actually all that bad, it was just the gentle patronising tone that irritated me, and the lock of astonishment when I said I was 40.  I wonder how old she had thought I was?  She was rather giving me the impression I did not know how to tie up shoe-laces.

Attended Centrelink this morning and normally one arrives; ones name is taken; and one is told to sit down and wait until ones name is called.

Not now.  Now they have to make an appointment for me to come back because they only have a limited number of staff able to approve claims.  I've never had that happen before.  There was a line out the door and nearly around the corner of the building.  How many staff have they lost?  The poor cookies.

And since I am in the middle of a rant, WHY CAN'T I ACCESS MY SUBJECT LINE TO MAKE A HEADING????  WHERE HAS THE PUBLISH/SAVE BUTTON GONE????

11:38 am Centrelink dude was nice, but the place looks like a desert.  They just need a few tumbleweeds.  Another lineup out the door.  Stacks of other people waiting for their appointment, being subject to one of the morning shows whilst they wait.  That vacuum cleaner is starting to look very tempting to me.


Sunday, July 15, 2012

Update

Blogger hates me at present, but I have not an appropriate level of interest to enable me to investigate why.

Have been spending obscene lengths of time in bed when I should be doing things.  Starting from tomorrow will beat myself with baseball bat (or should that be cricket bat since I am Australian?) to make myself move.

It's not exactly depression, just an overwhelming desire to retreat from the world.

That movie, the name of which I cannot remember at present by that guy from Talking Heads, whose name I also cannot currently remember, but wot had that guy who played the husband of Rosanne Barr in her television series, whose name I also cannot remember but was perhaps John something, in it and that featured a rich female character, whose name I do not remember, who had not left her bed for years, has been somewhat on my mind of late as rather a desirable idea.

Except her bedroom was all very pastel and frilly and not a place I would want to spend years in.

Ha!  David Byrne

A lovely movie.  Very scenic.  Lots of flat expanses with big horizons and pictures of doors.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Okay, so I lied

Not shortly, but within a month, ey?

Temp job has finished.  I called centrelink to make an intent to claim.  Telephone interview not until 16th of July!!!  That's two weeks away.  It can be up to 14 days after that for the first payment to come through.  I was not expecting it.  This means many weeks rent to pay out of last pay.

And I thought I had been so organised.