Hey now it's the sun and it makes me smile!
Previously:
Well well, the usually pretty-damn-emotionally-solid Jaymis has had an interesting week. This love thing can be exhausting let me tell you. Loving someone who is absent has had me unhappier than I have ever been in my life. If it wasn't for Rowland and Lukie pestering (in a good way) me out of bed and house I would have become fused to my futon by now. Jade has been extremely busy this week and hasn't been able to make it to the internet (no, the lack of updates wasn't because she'd forgotten how to type). I had an extraneous 0 in her phone number so her SMSs to me were still showing up as "Ducky Italy" but when I replied to her the messages were farted out into the aether, never to be seen by anyone. No bloody wonder I wasn't getting any SMS replies, she wasn't getting the damn things in the first place.
So, over the last couple of days my demeanor could best be described as "mopey", and at worst "extremely fucking depressed". My brain has been working overtime to ensure that I was a complete mess, running endless permutations of why Jade was ignoring me, giving me nightmares, ergh, horrible. I was acting like a total Carly. Worst of all is that I've had to council countless humans on this kind of "(s)he hasn't called me" issue, and I've laughed at every one of them for being an insecure git. Aaah Fate, thou laughs last and longest.
Lukie rescued me for a while on Friday night, calling me in to have a cocktail with himself and Jess at Main Squeeze (bar of yummy alcohol and of Rowland tending). Rowland had a BBQ/Jam on Sunday which I turned up to extremely late, and without the saxophone I'd promised I would bring along (see: mopeyness- stifling creativity of). Rose managed to drag me partially out of the Dark Blue Funk with some well-selected movies (read about those on his site), but it wasn't until he drove me home via a 7-11 and purchase of a SuperSaver card that the seeds for my redoing (is that the converse of "undoing", as in "seeds of undoing"?) were sewn.
An aside: I have no idea how Telstra can get away with charging their customers such exorbitant prices for communications services. We all know their internet access plans are pathetic, but their pricing schemes are nowhere near as shockingly overblown as their international call rates. I think the correct term is pheeeeeeeeeeeeweeeeee.
Jade sent me a $20 Telstra Phoneaway card which her mum had packed for her to use in Italy. I called her for about 30 minutes last week and used up $19.93 of this money. Gee, that's a bit excessive, but it's an international call, obviously it's has to cost a bit, right?
Well, not so much.
Telstra charges for a call to Italy: 33¢ local call + 49¢ "call verification" + 62¢ per minute + 7.3% bending over fee + 8.26% buttraping fee.
Supersaver charges for a call to Italy: 33¢ local call + 29¢ connection fee + 3.9¢ per minute.
That is Three Point Nine Cents Per Minute.
Looking at it another way - Telstra are charging almost 16 times as much per minute for a call to Italy.
An even nicer way of looking at it - Telstra have at least a 1500% markup on their international rates.
Run away. Run far far away. They are evil, they should be brought down and pummelled with nerf bats.
Spiked nerf bats.
Now:
Tonight I spent almost 2 hours (oh dear, only another 2 hours left for my $10 card investment, the horror) on the phone to Jade. Do you think I feel better? I think I do. Do you think I was being pathetically insecure? I think I may have been very slightly in the sway of some insecuriteis. Have I wasted a week moping around for no real reason at all?
Check.
She's fantastic, by the way.
I'm fantastic, now, by the way.
Since the moment the phone handset hit its cradle I've been bouncing around the house like a very happy person. So what if it's 3 in the morning. Nobody gets to see me, but it doesn't matter, because I have The Polyphonic Spree, and they're singing in my ears, on repeat, and what they're singing is:
SUN
Take some time, get away
SUN
Suicide is a shame
SUN
Soon you'll find your own way
SUN
Hope has come, you are safe
And it makes me cry
Because I'm on my way
On my way
On my way
Hey, it's the sun and it makes me shine
Hey, it's the sun and it makes me shine
Hey, it's the sun and it makes me shine
Hey now it's the sun and it makes me shine
SUN
Soon you'll be ok
SUN
Soon you'll be okay
And it makes me smile
Because I'm on my way
Hey, it's the sun and it makes me shine
Hey, it's the sun and it makes me shine
Hey now it's the sun and it makes me shine
All around
Hey now it's the sun and it makes me smile
All around, all around!
Ba dada ba ba
(Ba dada ba da switches to background)
Hey now it's the sun and it makes me smile
All around
Hey now it's the sun and it makes me smile
All around, all around!
Ba dada ba da
(I couldn't find the lyrics for the Polyphonic Spree's track It's the Sun anywhere that wasn't their site, which is a rather cute but annoying flash concoction, so I have gone to the trouble of reproducing them here so others can feel the cuteness and get an idea of how insanely happy I am now).
Next: Funnily enough, I feel rather productive right now, so I'm going through gallery scripts with a view to installing one of them on my site and on Jade's. She's been very much slackbum about the posting of photos, so I'm going to give her a little bit of a prod. As well as this she told me that she's lost 8 kilograms since leaving Australia, so I want to get some imagery of her before she becomes invisible from the side on.
My girlfriend is the cuterest.
...and it makes me smile.
Hey your site came up in a search I did looking for Cookie from Unlovely.net. Do you know of any contact info for her?
Heee it's me.. johanna! I posted some comments on your site some time ago (let's say - a year? maybe two?).. I must say it really has improved. BUT - it's wrong in Netscape. Nothing works. Go and look. Fix it.
Hach :)
Love is a wonderful thing, eh..! ;)
*j*
Jaymis has been chatting to Johanna, we haven't quite figured out what the problem is (apart from netscape being a bit shit), but we have figured out that Runaway Jury is an excellent movie, and the new Daniel Johns and Paulmac project is a bit of exciting news.
(Yes, love is a wonderful thing)
and No, I don't know what Cookie is up to. Last time I talked to her she was working at TGI Fridays somewhere and being a cool kid. That was about 6 months ago.
Despite the fact that I've only read the first 3 sentences of this post I would hereby like to present jay with the 'sappiest blog ive read for ages' award.
What happened to the good ol days of completely pointless and emotionaly devoid posts followed by lots of comments containing the word 'fuck'? I've been slacking off.
sounds like the doc had an argument with his left hand, and the right still isn't talking to him after the infamous "i felt it was time for a change" conversation.
sappy indeed. you obviously haven't met the other dave. there was plenty of against-the-system angst. it was a beautiful thing. sure for once it wasn't as a result of his laptop fucking up again, but it was still commentary. don't scare the lad...he barely posts as it is!
sounds like the doc had an argument with his left hand, and the right still isn't talking to him after the infamous "i felt it was time for a change" conversation.
sappy indeed. you obviously haven't met the other dave. there was plenty of against-the-system angst. it was a beautiful thing. sure for once it wasn't as a result of his laptop fucking up again, but it was still commentary. don't scare the lad...he barely posts as it is!
I reckon that they should have little cafe places that focus on getting really good international phone rates and stuff. You could go there and make international calls for cheaper. It wouldn’t be that hard, i have read tons of friggin deals offering better international rates for specific countries (but still having the same shit rates for domestic and local calls) all you would have to do is convince the phone people that it was worth their while to give you a little bit extra of a discount and then you could sell little booths where sad people could come and talk to their loved ones long distance.
They could have nice big comphey womphey arm chairs and coffee and biscuits and stuff. It would be really awesome. and they could have like a star service for the lovers who have been away from each other for more than a few weeks that have a little lock box in the room with them full of phone sex essentials. Like a nasty huge purple jaymis peen sized dildo, lots of KY, little nipple clamps with those little battery powered flashing vibrators attached, glow in the dark anal plug, cats iron tonged hair brush, lots of big tittied asain anal fuck porn and a little lever that you can pull at the appropriate moment for the leather clad midget to come out of a trap door under the table and go yummy down on the mean green j peen while yelling mid-slurp "yes , do that nasty thing to my feet, yes yes YES! FUCK YES!".
there you go Dr. Dave, who said romance couldnt involve the word fuck.
how come no one will masturbate over the phone to me
