Do you remember

when the sailors came to Freo? That was the night ... Yes. I remember.
Well, I walked through Perth last night, and picked up a bargain at Good Sammys..but the best part- the city was awash with sailors. They were Americans, and in uniform, and they looked like too-young, too-innocent versions of Popeye.
These days I am swinging like a deranged ape between okayness and absolute despair. Last Thursday was the highpoint, when I cried in Woolies... then it got a little better, although it won't be okay until I get this job. My interview is on Wednesday at 1.15. Dave said yesterday that there's even a chance it could go to a second interview. I hate to sound childish and petulant, but that wouldn't go down at all well. Let's be honest here- it's a lowly secretarial job that really any man or his dog could do- I'm just so tired of this uncertainty.
But yesterday I made a decision to try and be more cheerful at work - people were starting to notice my long face - and it worked. It helps that I have the best colleagues in the universe.
And it also helps that on Tuesday, unremembered by me, it was B and my 2.5 year anniversary.
He met me at work with a rose, and when we got home with our catch of tuna, the apartment was spotless. Like, seriously spotless. And the best part (well, I won't write about the absolute best part, but the next best) was that we had a loooooong bath and the Windance Cab merlot and an amazing conversation about my uncertainties and our future etc. It helped my faith no end.
I am trying to combat my bitterness about the beaurocratic (that's gotta be spelled wrong) system with music. yesterday, Georges got me through. But htis morning, although it was great listening to New Order and Miley Cyrus (i know, I really have sunk low)- when I hit the car park at work, I knew only Rancid could keep the smile fixed. Today, it was Roots Radicals. Next week, I may have to amp it up to David Courtney.
And I have started going to the gym again. 4 times this week, and although on the first day I almost got myself killed just getting there, I'm loving the endorphins.
I'll be able to write better after wednesday

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