Friday, July 30, 2004

I just realised my work clothes hadn't been washed. It's 1:22am, and they've gone into the washing machine. Ashamed as I am to admit this, I don't really know how to use the washing machine. I know where to put the clothes and the detergent and stuff, but I don't know anything about whether you should wash in hot, cold or warm water, which clothes can be washed together, and which cycle to put the machine on. I figured that my work clothes would be pretty hardy, so I just put it on "normal", with warm/cold water. Hopefully they don't come out shrunken. Now I just have to stay up and wait till they've been washed so I can hang them up. I'll knit while I'm waiting.

If only there were a way for me to hear when the washing machine has finished from in my room...maybe if I had some kind of a walkie talkie system set up in there. Then I could rig up another system with a pulley that goes down the stairs into my room, and I pull it to open the washing machine, get the clothes out and hang them somewhere. I'd probably have to join the clothes to some kind of rope in a "hanging out to dry" position before they go into the washing machine, and then rig it up so that when the pulley is pulled tight and secured, the clothes hang above the washing machine to dry.

Reminds me of the "doorbells" I used to erect on my bedroom door when I was younger. Elaborate systems of ropes, pulleys and items that made noise which people could pull when they wanted to "ring" to come in. I'd spend the whole day setting it up, and by then it would be bed time and no one would want to come into my room with the doorbell. Still it was fun.

posted by Erica 7/30/2004 01:21:00 AM
Wednesday, July 28, 2004

Music stands are evil things. Twice at the gig I played on Saturday night music I was relying on fell off onto the floor. During Ashes to Ashes I had to stop playing half way through the song, pick up my music, and then resume my playing. Thankfully, no one was paying attention, so no one even noticed. The second song my music fell off during was Why Does It Always Rain On Me?, yet another song I didn't have the chords committed to memory for. I kept playing in that song, while Dan picked up my music and proceeded to sit on the couch reading it, with me frantically trying to signal him with my eyes (my hands were preoccupied with guitar, my mouth with singing) to give it back so that I could keep playing without hitches. Roy at this stage was putting other pages back onto the stand, but the vital page was still in Dan's clutches. Finally he realised and gave it back to me, but luckily I had remembered what the chords were up until the point he did return it to the stand. It was quite funny, although it made me exremely anxious as it was happening, because I didn't want to have to incorporate asking Dan for my music back into the lyrics of the song.

"Why does it always rain on me?
Dan please return my music back to me..."

posted by Erica 7/28/2004 11:35:00 PM
Sunday, July 25, 2004

My Dad has been going on about this poster that appears on several bus stops around my area. The reason he's so interested in it is because he thinks the girl on the poster looks like my sister, Bianca. I finally saw this poster Saturday as Dad and I were driving down Burwood Highway towards Knox City. It's on the bus stop near the corner of Burwood Highway and Templeton Street, and it really does look quite a bit like my sister, who incidentally looks nothing like me.

Most people don't know that my sisters and I are related until we tell them we are, and then they never believe us. We look nothing alike. My youngest sister, Nicola, is as skinny as a rake, but still has a waist and some shape to her, whereas I at that age, was just as skinny as a rake, and as gangly as a monkey. She has long, thick, dark brown hair, dark eyes, olive skin and a thinish face.

My other sister, Bianca, the middle one, is also extremely thin, but has gigantically long legs and a very short body, compared to Nicola who has a long body and shorter legs. Bianca has olive skin, thin, sometimes ratty, medium-brown hair, goldeny brown eyes and a round head. She has completely different facial features to Nicola, with large apple cheeks, a really pointy top lip (or a prounounced "foonool thing" as she just said), and a different nose.

I'm completely different again. My hair was always really blonde when I was younger, and I'm guessing now that it would be a dark blonde colour naturally. It's dyed dark red so we look a little more alike, but the similarities really don't stretch much further. I've got a bit more stuffing around my hips and chest, my face is sort of in between the shape of Bianca's and Nicola's, my facial features are again, different, and I'm as pale as a ghost with freckles.

Although my sisters and I don't look the same, our voices are very similar, and we share a lot of common mannerisms. So what we don't have in physical similarity, we make up for in things like facial expressions, the way we sound and the things we say.

posted by Erica 7/25/2004 04:23:00 PM
Friday, July 23, 2004


A round of Lebanese bread dipped in olive oil...
Cous cous with Vegespice and a chopped chilli mixed in...

Hungry...I feel like fish...I should have bought some from Safeway when I was there and cooked it up with some vegies...

Plans for tonight:
Applying Banana Boat brand fake tan in preparation for a dancing competition on Sunday; practicing songs for tomorrow night; knitting up some things...

Current music:
Mike McClellan...Dad made me put it on so he could show me his new CD. Not bad, very Dad-like...

posted by Erica 7/23/2004 06:54:00 PM
Wednesday, July 21, 2004

I just opened the most bizzare email. I was clicking the "next message" button in hotmail while reading my mail, and here's what I found:

ebarria ~ eanti , dereck  ~
US.A me.dici~ne & 0,vern~~ight De,-liv~`er
O_entada H
Clearly, Molina relates more to his present incarnation as a long-suffering Jew menaced by Cossacks than as Spidey's nemesis. But Molina, the son of Spanish father and an Italian mother, has never really had to identify with his characters to succeed.
He also is charged with assaulting a third woman who was walking to a  's house when she was  d by a motorist who had asked her for directions.
honkakuh6bandscor03inakamat,heiwadai hariki.

Jews and Cossacks? Spidey? A third woman and a motorist? I don't remember any of those characters in the Spiderman movies (besides Spidey of course)...but maybe I just didn't pay enough attention. The email is addressed to quite a few people, and the person with my email is apparently named Len Barraza. Weird, very weird.

In other news, I'm playing this Saturday along with Roy and Dan at what used to be The Keg and is now Mr Mundy's on Springvale Rd. It's an acoustic background music type thing, so it'll be a combination of me doing solo stuff and also some stuff with Roy and Dan. We're playing from 9 - 12, hence the reason for me doing solo stuff, because 3 hours is a long time, and we don't have that many songs...anyway, we're playing there Saturday, and almost definately the Saturday after, and possibly subsequent Saturdays. It was a very last minute thing, which amazingly mum half organised. She met the guy who just bought the place, mentioned I was in a band, (and somehow told them that we play folk music, although I think what she meant by that was my solo stuff), and the guy rang yesterday and the rest, as they say, is history. So come on down to Mr Mundy's if you like, and have some drinks or even a meal. Should be a good night.

posted by Erica 7/21/2004 10:54:00 PM
Monday, July 19, 2004

I received one of my Ebay packages in the mail today. 300g of carded fleece and 500g of raw shorn fleece. It's really cool. I've been attempting to spin it on this drop spindle I made out of dowel, a gigantic bead and a tiny cup hook, but I don't think it's balanced properly, so it doesn't spin for long enough before slowing down, stopping, and then spinning back the other way which unwinds all the twist I just put into the yarn. Looks like I'll have to wait for my wheel to arrive. Hopefully it'll come tomorrow. Once it's here I won't be able to spin straight away though. It'll have to be assembled, and then waxed and polished with the handy beeswax I bought from work a few days ago. I decided to polish it rather than varnish it, as it will make the wheel more "mine", with regular waxing and polishing. Arrr! I'm so excited about it arriving! I got up all excited today because I thought it would be here, but alas, there were no letters in the mailbox to say come and collect your parcel from the post office. I did get my package of fleece though, so that's made it a semi exciting day.

Wow...what a nerdy, boring post (for all but me). I've decided that I'm going to start making a whole lot of craft items, and then research selling them at craft markets. I think that funky, unusual jewellery and accesories would be the best thing - unique items that no one else will sell. That's really the only way to get any money out of craft markets, by selling something completely unique and original. I think I'll start that today!

posted by Erica 7/19/2004 03:08:00 PM
Saturday, July 17, 2004

Well, yesterday's blog about Joel's Knitting Knight is now obscelete, as it never happened. It was planned, but of course, most of Joel's plans don't actually make it from plan to action. Oh well, it was a funny post, so we here on the internet will just pretend that it did go ahead.

I really miss Mark. I miss him calling me up to accompany him clothes shopping, I miss his company at parties, I even miss hanging out at his house and watching boring things like sport. No matter how boring the sport we were watching, it was always comforting and homely to be sitting at his house chatting, listening, being. I'm going to write him an email. I think Joel said he comes back in September, which is only a few months, but I still miss him lots.

posted by Erica 7/17/2004 11:30:00 PM
Friday, July 16, 2004

Guess what my darling boyfriend and several of his friends are doing right now. It's something that involves guys hanging out to share a common interest, possibly drinking, having macho manly fun, and KNITTING. Yes, that is correct. Knitting is the word for Joel and his buddies. They're having a Knitting Knight (as I like to call it) at Joel's house, and the purpose is to knit scarves for their girlfriends. Joel is the "tutor" (even though he only learnt how to knit a few weeks ago, and that's another story I shall get to in a minute), his friend Jas has knever knitted before, and Will has apparently knitted, but I'm not sure how much he remembers. Therefore Joel is the only "active knitter", and therefore "tutor" in my eyes.

Joel's knitting started several weeks ago. One day he agreed to come over to my house so I could teach him how to knit, but then the day he was meant to come over he never came or rang me, so I got a little annoyed. Joel then decided that he would secretly get one of his other friends, Scott, to teach him how to knit (yes, another guy involved in this knitting circle...), and they stayed up until about 3am one night knitting. I have since discovered Joel's secret knitting, and seen the scarf he has been making for me. It's very cute, albeit a little wonky, and a lovely green colour. Something I would definately wear once it's done.

So that is the story of the Knitting Knight in shining stocking stitch, and his Knitting Knight tonight.

posted by Erica 7/16/2004 10:26:00 PM
Wednesday, July 14, 2004

I bashed my head on the toilet door today. I was walking into the toilet, and somehow managed to close the door and conk my head on the way past. It was painful. Not as painful as when I scraped all the skin off my knuckles with sandpaper the other day at work though...damn that hurt. Stupid extra tight shrinkwrapping. Actually, hitting my head is the only time I've hurt myself today. I'm surprised. I usually manage to fit about 4 bashings into a day. There's still all of tonight though...maybe I should watch where I'm going for a change, and try not to trip over myself...

posted by Erica 7/14/2004 06:11:00 PM
Tuesday, July 13, 2004

And so it is decided. I have to make an appointment with my course coordinator to get them to approve my "leave of absense". I actually feel really refreshed and revived by this decision. Like I've been stuck in stuffy, musty, claustrophobic clothes of the early 1900's, only to be released with a pop of buttons into the loose, free flapper era of the 20's. It's actually a fantastic feeling. Mum wasn't too happy about this decision when I finally worked up the courage to tell her, but I knew she wouldn't be. I'm feeling good about it anyway, and that's alright with me.

I made my first ever Ebay purchase yesterday. A spinning wheel. And some fleece to spin once it all arrives. It should hopefully all be here by the end of the week, although I won't be able to use the spinning wheel straight away. It has to be stained and laquered and then left to dry before I can do any spinning. I'll feel like a kid at Christmas time, having waited for the big day to come, and then having to wait for the batteries! (thanks to Will for that analogy - we were just speaking about it)

posted by Erica 7/13/2004 01:02:00 PM
Saturday, July 10, 2004

Square Pegs gig last night! Went realy well. Thanks to all my groovy buddies for coming along and bopping along. We nabbed ourselves two more gigs there, and these ones are paid! They'll be coming up in September, so I'll give more details when it's closer to the time. A demo is the next big project, which is another thing to look out for.

Enough band news. I'll post about gig weirdos tomorrow. But for now let's talk about something else. Like Mitre 10. Work's been getting weird during the week. It's really different to weekends, which is when I've been working until recently. There's this kinda weird, freaky guy who works weekdays in hardware, and he weirds me out quite a bit. The second shift I worked with him he tickled me under the arm when I was reaching something on a top hook. He's old too. I don't know what to say when confronted with situations like that, so I try and stay away from him as much as possible. He says odd things too. He was abusing my possible future career choices for when I finish Uni, saying that disadvantaged youth don't need help and he doesn't want to spend his taxes and rates on services for them. He then said that gays should be killed another day, so as I said before, I stay away from him.

There's also this boss who works during the week, and he always talks to me as if I'm a 15 year old work experience girl who knows nothing about anything. It's true that I don't know everything there is to know about hardware products and the operation of the store - not even close. But then, working there 6 months or so I've learnt a fair bit, and I'm not a complete drongo. His daughter also works there, and she gets uptight about a lot of things. For example, I filled up the drink fridge once and put too many drinks in. It's only meant to be filled to a depth of 6 cans, 4 powerades and 5 Mt Franklins, or something like that. I also got too many chocolate bars out of the store room for the fridge, and I was told how many of each type of chocolate bar are meant to go in the basket. I don't really remember how many they were though. Oh well. I don't fill up the fridge often, because I'm working in hardware more than I'm on the registers at the moment.

Crap, it's 3am...I should be off to beddybyes. I only just realised how tired I was then...

posted by Erica 7/10/2004 12:46:00 AM
Thursday, July 08, 2004

My grandma is staying with us at the moment. I'm sure I've mentioned her before on here, but for those of you not in the know, imagine bleached white, short, afro curly hair with pink tips, bright, shiny, sparkly eyeshadow, troweled thick foundation, bright bright lipstick, tight clothes usually patterned in something like animal print or flowers, lots of lycra, and never ever ever flat shoes. That's just what she looks like. I won't begin to explain her personality because that would just take too long and I have to go to bed soon.

Anyway, grandma has a few annoying habits, and one is that she replaces the toilet paper roll BEFORE it is fully empty and puts the old, not-quite-empty one on the floor or the windowsill in the toilet. Now I don't understand why she does this, but it's so inconvenient. You go to use the roll on the holder, and then discover that there's already one on the floor that is less full. It took me so long to work out that it was grandma who was doing this premature replacing as well. I finally deduced that it only happened when she was staying with us, and therefore it must be her doing. Is it unreasonable for me to get annoyed at this? Is the real reason it annoys me because it interferes with the usual routine of our household? Does this premature replacement behaviour seem unconventional to you? Or is it just me?

posted by Erica 7/08/2004 12:21:00 AM
Monday, July 05, 2004

4pm yesterday saw my eight day, all day working streak come to an end. I was exhausted. My mind wouldn't function properly yesterday while at work. It was all a big kerfuffle. I was completely dyslexic, telling people they owed $32.40 when it really said $23.40 on the screen, trying unsuccessfully to count things such as how many drinks to get from the store room to restock the drink fridge, and I was even doing things like tripping over myself or going into a daze for a while. My head was completely full of fluff.

Thursday's gig is getting closer! I changed my guitar strings today in preparation and practiced a bit with it plugged into the stereo. I just have to find a way of plugging a mic in somewhere so I get used to singing into a mic while playing guitar. I have only ever played with a lapelle mic, so I need to practice actually singing in the direction of my normal mic and not looking at what my hands are doing. I'll get dad to sort that out - I'm not really big on knowing how electrical things work. That's his department. Hope you're all gonna come along to our gig!

posted by Erica 7/05/2004 05:54:00 PM
Friday, July 02, 2004

Picked up a pick up today. A pick up pick up. For my guitar that is. It's nothing flash, although it did take me a while to work out how to make it stay in the guitar under the strings. It's plugged into the upstairs stereo at the moment, and I was having a bit of a play, but mum was watching TV so I didn't try it out for long. I might go back up there now and take advantage of the fact that she's driving Bianca to Box Hill. Things are getting set for the Eon gig Thursday! Hopefully everyone can come along, even if it's just for a bit. Take a look at the sidebar for more details, or visit our excellent
website that I so ingeniously designed (who said anything about being modest!).

posted by Erica 7/02/2004 07:27:00 PM
Thursday, July 01, 2004

One more post for tonight, but this had to be done. The new issue of
Knitty just came out, and I have to say that this is the weirdest, most obscure (and very very riske) knitted garment I have ever seen.

posted by Erica 7/01/2004 06:34:00 PM

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posted by Erica 7/01/2004 06:02:00 PM

I've been needing a pair of pants for work with pockets so I can put all the bits and pieces I have to carry around in them, but unfortunately they don't really make women's pants with pockets. They only put little fake pockets on them that you can't fit anything into, or no pockets at all. Unless you buy jeans, but we're not allowed to wear jeans to work. I decided I'd have to buy a pair of men's pants. I then realised that I could buy a pair of Yakkas from work and get staff discount. Brilliant plan. I finished work at 5 today, so after I finished I headed up to the Yakka aisle and started trying on some pants. It was a very Mitre 10 affair too. Putting pants on over my other pants, walking around in the dingy area with socks on looking at sizes, wondering if a customer was going to come round the corner and think I was still able to help them out. Because Mitre 10 isn't equipped with a change room and mirror, I had to improvise. There was a bathroom cabinet with a mirror on it for sale nearby the pants, so I got that off the shelf and put it at an angle on the floor so that I could see what the pants looked like. And they didn't look too shabby. Like men's pants (well duh...). After I'd tried on a few pairs I found a size that fitted me and chose a lovely khakee colour. Joy. Now I have some pants to wear to work tomorrow with pockets so I can carry around all my bits and bobs, and they're tough too, so they will be able to handle all the dirt and my clumsiness.

posted by Erica 7/01/2004 05:45:00 PM

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