Just got back from seeing Christine Anu @ the State Theatre. Thanks to whammo.com.au for the free tix!

There's nothing more annoying than writing novels and accidentally deleting them all before you post!
So I had my date with Sydney Uni boy last night.

Happy Anniversary to Me,
Happy Anniversary to Me,
Happy Anniversary, To Meeeeeeeeee
Happy Anniversary, to Me!!!!

Yup, today is officially my 1 year anniversary in Australia! I think Blur said it best when they said, "Woo-Hoo!"

I had dinner with Jorge tonight at our favourite Indian Fantasy....yummm.

Last night I had a great time @ Bridie O'Reilly's with Shay, Melissa, Gail, and Lisa. Good good times, plenty of laughs, lots of fun, and I nursed a Scrumpy Jacks ALL night. Just one!

I vow to write and work on several songs this weekend--only I mean it this time. And my blisters will come back on the guitar, dammit.

In the meantime, have a peek at my latest in the Love & Sex section, my article on The G-Spot.

Or, for a laugh, check out my "oh no, he thinks it's a date story", also in the Love & Sex Section. Another sad story ;)

I am zonked, but more soon!

Happy Halloween!

Okay, so today was incredibly embarassing and stressful and I didn't even get to celebrate Halloween as I was at work late at night (because I felt guilty for spending 2 hours at DIMA's immigration office). However, I ate about half a box of Oreos and if that's not celebrating, I don't know what is!

Okay, embarassing first:
My boss' mother came in to work to check up on things and I was sitting at my computer, working on a story. I think she thought I was writing an e-mail because she came right up close to the screen, and asked, "So who are you writing to?" I couldn't even lie and make something up because she was already reading the summary of the story I was typing into yap's backend. Since I was already "caught", I had no choice but to come clean. "Um, I'm writing an article for the Love & Sex section on how to find the G-Spot." (Praying for the earth to swallow me up didn't work!) She was silent for a moment and said, "Oh, I see" and then walked away. Oooops. She's probably thinking, "And my son wants to sponsor this pervert?!"

Now for the STRESSFUL. I spent two hours at DIMA (Immigration) who called me down to discuss a technicality, which wasn't a big deal--just some slight confusion. I was granted a bridging visa which will keep me legal until DIMA makes a decision one way or the other. If my visa is rejected, I have 28 days to get my affairs in order and leave the country. The DIMA guy was way too cheeky for my liking and asked me all sorts of questions--I don't know if he was trying to "break me" or what...or if he was lamely trying to flirt? I

n any case, I answered all his questions just fine. He asked how long I'd been working at my current job and when I said about 3 months, he said, "So you know you're going to have to quit your job, right?" Um, whaaaat? Then he told me something that NO ONE has ever told me before and believe me, I've asked a lot of people.

The bridging visa follows your previous visa, which is, in my case, a working holiday visa. So all the same rules apply, meaning I can only work for the same company for 3 months at a time! I was like, "Wait a minute, so you're telling me I can't work for the employer that's trying to sponsor me to stay here?" And he smiled and said yes! How lame is that? Anyway, I discussed that there were different companies involved where I work but he didn't get it, so I didn't press on. How retarded is that? So I was like, "what do I do if I want to work at this same job?" And he said that there was another visa I could apply for, but that would take 6-8 weeks to process and it's more money I don't have. The guy got all cheeky and said, "Why don't you just go on holiday?" I was like, "yeah, okay, dumbass...I just gave you a cheque for $1600, do you think I've got money to go on holiday?"

What a freak...anyway, so we're gonna work something out, we'll see... as for when I'll know about the visa...I've heard extremely different answers from DIMA workers...one woman told me "a couple of weeks" and the dazzling guy told me "it could take MONTHS! MONTHS!" Then he was like, "So where are your good conduct forms?" I pointed out that it plainly says that you DON'T have to turn those in--that DIMA will let you know IF they are necessary. He was like, "No, you have to do it...and since you've been here a year, you have to get them for Australia too." Lovely, so I have to get the police departments of Springfield, Boston, and Sydney to say I'm not a criminal. Woo-hoo.

I'll keep y'all posted....if I get in, I'll send out a butterfly signal (think Batman, only with a butterfly symbol, much cooler!)

Just came back from dinner at the very gracious, very fun, very cool, House of Styx. Check it out!

Okay, two crazies today...yes, more Lori stories. I was out at lunch time walking back to Surry Hills after running a couple errands and this guy just comes up to be, catches my stride, and says, "So can I pick your brain about something?" Of course I thought "here we go again!" but whatever, I said, "Sure, go ahead." He then asked me whether I thought he should get an eyebrow ring or a bull nose ring. I pretended to be seriously considering it and said, "You don't have allergies do you, cause if you do, you don't want the big bull ring." He got all worried like, "Really? why?" And I said, "Well, you don't want to have to blow your nose all day with that baby!" I could tell he REALLY wanted the nose ring so I said, "yeah, just get the eyebrow ring" which got him all defensive and he made this big to-do about why he should get the nose-ring and I looked at him and said, "See? You know what you want! You want the nose-ring! Get it!" So I start walking faster, and he runs to catch up and says, "Thanks, so would you like to get together sometime?" And I say, "Ummm, I'm going back to work now." And he says, "No, I don't mean right now, but like, for dinner! A nice dinner." And I looked at him and said, "Well, I don't think my boyfriend would be too happy with that." He was just like, "Oh, damn...well, that's too bad that you have a boyfriend. I should have figured." And he told me to have a lovely day and we parted our own separate ways. What the hell is THAT? Paedophilia is even more rampant than I suspected!