Hello again everyone - excuse the title, it should really read "Saturday in Wellington and I know it is the 3rd of November", but then again no one has written a song with that line in it.
Well it is coming up to 8pm on my first Saturday, which was basically a bit of a non-event. Not that I had anything planned you understand, other than getting up, wandering down to my current favourite cafe, checking my email (nice comments again - thanks), and eating breakfast. You see I decided to give myself a day off from the job hunt and today was ideal because none of the government posts I am going for would be checked etc. Oh, why the bluebird? Well read on to the end and all will become clear...
So I found myself wandering the streets of sunny Welly, wishing that you had not all picked option 4 on the glasses front (i.e. my own), so instead deciding to pop into a chemist and buy a cheap pair of sunglasses. 15 mins of trying them on later (taking Dafs advice and looking for curves - I did find some interesting curves but they were on the shop assistants...ahem, excuse me) Well, that was 15 mins wasted as they did not really have anything I liked, so I carried on wandering into the city.
On my route I spotted one of the other apartment blocks that come up on the web booking service, and this one seemed well set back from the road, so I decided to pop in and look around. Of course being by the road in a city is normally going to be noisy, and that I can understand and deal with, but there is one strange cultural difference over here when it comes to exhaust noises. Kiwis seem to delight in having the loudest possible farting sound coming from their otherwise unremarkable cars (e.g. 1.8 ltr Nissans) as I would say every 10 mins you will hear one booming its way up a road (maybe a few hundred meters away they are that loud). I mean for a country that shouts green credentials whenever it can, they are pretty poor at noise pollution.
Well the apartment I inspected was perfect in every way but the price - which was a shame as I could see my self relaxing in front of its 44" wide screen LCD, especially as I found a great NZ film section in the equivalent of WHSmith - I say apartment, but it was in fact a 2 bedroom townhouse that I looked around, on two levels. Still I guess if I get a job then I can afford to upgrade - until then I will put up with the noise....everything else about my current place is great though.
Well after that I came back here (my apartment) and for the first time since I have been here, I started to feel a bit lonely. This was possibly because I was miffed at not being able to afford the nicer place, but mainly because it was a Saturday and normally a day I would see people in the UK...still it is these sort of things and feelings that are part of this adventure, so I decided to tackle them head on...no, not by getting a job in a bar (which would have been better I guess), but by signing up to a 'meet friends etc' online service! Now, compose yourself from all that laughing...and I will not be sharing the web site address with you all just yet...but, I think =my profile is pretty witty, and my aim is plainly just to meet some people for a night out...so apart from the NZ$22 it cost, I could not see the harm. I say that, but there is some harm in the name I picked - which cannot be changed now - but if you must know it was SaucySausage!
Again, wipe away the tears you may have there, and I will explain why I came up with that - or at least part of it. You see I wanted a name that when you said it would make you smile (a cunning ploy you may think), but Sausages was already taken, Cheese was a bit dodgy (like this is not I hear you say), so getting stuck in the loop of iteration, I ended up with SaucySausage....so that's another NZ$22 wasted then ;)
Still I can now introduce a new section to my next post - no, not 'Indecency charge progress' - but 'Sad act that has resorted to online dating in order to meet people when he could just go to a bar (but going to a bar would cost more in the long run and result in me sitting alone in front of a pint, when I could be alone in front of a laptop - of course some bars here have wireless Internet, so there is an option to combine ;)
OK, it is getting late here now, and I have to prepare for all those SaucySausage messages to come flooding in! But just before I go I will upload the photo's I put on the web site to my Picasa thing....if only for your cheap entertainment......hang on I will get the link.....http://picasaweb.google.com/kevin.double/SaucySausage?authkey=oZKeSnf_ATA...in hindsigth the 'modified' pictures and profile name do not lend themselves to a productive result...but if I can make people laugh here as well as back in the UK, then at least something will be achieved. Again, before you no doubt ask in the comments, I orginally had intended to put me infront of a) The grassy knoll or b) The Apollo moon landings - but that did not work out, so I ended up with the bluebird ( possibly an idea (c) Disney and zipperdoo dad). Oh well, would you expect anything less (or more) from me?
Bye for now :)