just realised that my big macquarie dictionary was taken, as well as princess's new junior dictionary. now i feel sick again. i LOVED my dictionary. it was a combined birthday present to myself, that i organised, and my family put in the money, a few years ago when i was working as a sub-editor with a publishing company. with that dictionary, i won many a disagreement over word definitions, the most memorable being whether kestrels and petrels are types of birds. one night after dinner at a friend's place, where i was insisting that a petrel was a bird, and she was looking at me as if i was insane, truly insane, i came home, looked it up and texted her straight away.
this is what i wanted to say:
"lk u fuk, i tld u it was! u owe me n aplgy."
what i wrote was:
"hi, i looked it up and petrel is a type of bird [insert definition here, which i don't have cause my dictionary is gone]. so i think you owe me an apology! thanks for dinner, it was great"
i never do the abbreviation thing in text messages, or not conventionally anyway. sometimes i write tmrrw.
i am over text messaging. the phone i have at the moment, while i am ETERNALLY GRATEFUL to the SPUNK WHO HAS LENT IT TO ME, the keys are tiny and i find them annoying. so i am reverting to emails, or just call whoever it is.
but back to my robbery.
what else did they take, and how long will it take me to find out?
yesterday i was worried they might come and steal the gigi.
for those of you who haven't seen the gigi, here she is:
this is from earlier this year. now she looks like a real lady golden retriever, who is very pale and not golden. she has been doing her thing, that is spreading her love. she is gorgeous and really is a comfort to us when we feel bad. this is not her, but it looks like her. she is prettier though.
i heard the tail end of an item on the radio yesterday, sounded like a woman had had her dog stolen from outside a shop, where it was tied up. didn't catch the suburb, but she said the police had told her and her husband that it's a bit of a racket. steal a dog. wait for reward to be offered. then call up and say you have "found" the dog. one man apparently went to meet his dog's rescuer with a baseball bat. so now i am paranoid about the gigi. i must relax.
oh, other news. princess and i are moving out. we have found a place with my beloved, and his two children. we are going to do the brady bunch thing, well, more of a semi-bbt, and we sign lease and pick up keys tomorrow. i am having fantasies of dragging my futon over there, so princess, gigi and i can start camping there, away from the bad vibe of here. i have started packing my books - i have 9 medium-sized boxes done already. then there are more boxes of books in the garage. possible more than 9. i am a book freak. and i have to say, having the dictionary stolen is possibly the most hurtful thing that went for me. it's like "don't fuck with my words."
one last thing, last evening my boy and i had dinner at a gorgeous little restaurant, which is like a true italian kitchen, tucked away on an innocuous street, in an ordinary suburb. we had tagliatore sorrentino which was a dish of spaghetti with lobster, scallops and prawns. it was divine. we drank a bottle of white. we nibbled on a gorgeous little pickled starter of tiny onions, serrated-cut vegies and kalamata olives mixed through freshly diced tomato. it was a fab place and i'm not telling you where, because it was already well-patronised, so they don't need the business, and i want to keep it to myself. is that mean? we intend to go there and work our way through the entire menu over a long period. when we are living together we will have to keep the romance alive, of course. fight off that familiarity which can breed pissed-offness and resentment. somehow though, i think we will be fine.
must away to buy big orange gardening garbage bags to start packing clothes etc.
i'm not going to be blogging much over the next two weeks. i have packing to do, and work to push on with. but i will be around.
love to you all. yes, even you. i am working at being in buddhist-mode as much as possible.