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[lizzie_and_ari]

The Queensland theatre co wants to read my play too. Hurray!

I am very clever and pretty too.

Hope they like it. Love to all.

Byee!

No, that's not all I'm going to say! How egocentric would that be, to just give you good news and then bugger off? That would be the behaviour of a poo brain or a star. And I am neither. (Sometimes I dream that maybe I am Elton John, but possibly because of the giant wigs. Giant wigs!!!!) (Lizzie says she would love me to be Elton John, and she says I am drunk. This is not true. She is drunk and she is just jealous because I am so great. Plus she wants big wigs as well and is ed off because she didn't think about it first. She does not like the idea of her being in role of Elton John's husband, who is not as talented and undoubtedly on the recieving end.)

About to get on plane back to Brisbane. Pleased to be going back to own sofa and bed etc but v sad to leave Melbourne. Melbourne, I love you and salute you. You are just like home. You are full of lovely people, but not my cool people.

Bye bye Melbourne.

Lizzie is delicious.

Wigs!

Ari.xzxxxxxx

PS Melbourne has the coolest shops in the world and excellent clothes. We saw a beautiful jacket today which we wanted to buy for Becky 'cos she'd have loved it but it was lots ofmoney. If we had that we'd be quitting Dockside and moving to Melbourne for good (well, for 3 months) It also has excellent markets full fo hippyish cool clothes and masive jackets. Ari nearly bought a lovely wool and cashmere coat for when we go home but the stall guy was creepy and on closer inspection it wasn't all it purported to be. I will find her a beautiful one elsewhere and we will buy it and she will be filled with smiles. Yey.


We are not drunk. Tut.


Lizziexxxxxxxxxxxx

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[missrebeccaa.livejournal.com]

To Ned: Yay! You are indeed very pretty and full of the smart stuff.

To Lizzie: You are made of nice things. Just that you thought of buying me a jacket makes my black heart grow three sizes.

In conclusion: You are both lovely.

Love,
B.

[(Anonymous)]

I agree with Becks - you are both clever and beautiful. Well done! I'm sorry that the visa didn't work out for you Lizzie but I must say I'm pleased in a selfish way cos it means I'll see you sooner. yay!

And i think the ladies doth protest too much - you were drunken skunks m'dears ;-p I was the same last night... very bad... Only drank 3 glasses of wine but it was on an empty stomach. Poor Marc had to listen to me bumping into things and getting lost over the phone. He ordered me to get a taxi to my sister's as he felt I was too drunk to go on the tube. Apparantly I was crying and talking to cars I'd bumped into but I think he's lying about that cos I can't remember it!
And taxi was sooooooooooooo expensive! I miss Edinburgh!

My boss let me go home today because I looked so ill - also started period at work so felt even worse. Didn't mention the hangover, only the period and they sweetly told me to go home and hug a hot water bottle. I could have coped with hangover or period but both just killed me. So I went home and soaked up the glorious sunshine. Yay me! I justified it to myself by saying I usually stay late and work very hard. It's what sickies are for! And Marc arrives later tonight, yay...

Love you both lots darlings, hope all is well.
Naomi
xxx

[marrog.livejournal.com]

Hey you guys. I know I don't say much, but I'm always listening, just so's ya know. I've been thinking about you two a lot recently, and can't wait for you to get home. I've got some irritating interpersonal issues clamouring in my head today that I really want to talk to someone about (other than Bex, who I've already talked to obviously and is the best), and I realised just now that the person I really need here is Ari, on the couch, with tea, and then red wine, and then tea again, to just talk at endlessly, and she'd listen, and give her opinion with eloquence and profanity, and everything would feel better. You're like my best friend, man. Come home soon. xx

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Oh Morag, I am so glad that you still love me. I wish I could be on your couch right now, believe me. Just the knowledge that you're still there at the other end helps infinitely with the sense of isolation I've had lately. I've been trying to detach myself from the idea of loved ones in Scotland just in case I'm not allowed back in, which is unlikely but still such a huge fear that I've been trying to cushion the blow. Hence trying to not think too hard, fingers in ears going la la la!

Would you like to email me to my own address and we could have big chats that way? In case you still need to go rah! over a cup of tea. My own address is grim_eunuch@hotmail.com. For emergency talks, if you need me in a non public way.

I love you. And your lady wife too, but mainly you.

Ari.xxxxx

[marrog.livejournal.com]

Sort of something that I wouldn't know how to type about, because it comes with facial expressions and hand gestures and so on (you know what I'm like), but I really appreciate it.

They're not allowed to not let you back into the country. It's Not On. You're coming home. Not before bloody time, either.

Anyway, you know me. I have Moments, but I'm generally The Original Cheerful Person.

I saw Paul-your-old-flatmate-Paul in Walkabout (the Oz pub in the Omni centre) the other day, and thought of you, and then I realised I was in an Oz pub and I was like 'wow, serendipity or some other word', because my internal Thesaurus had been muffled by Jameson, which by the way I used to be able to drink loads of and that night I couldn't stomach the double I'd bought, and then I went out clubbing with Cat and she told me (well, heavily implied) I was fat which, you know, I know I could lose weight but fuck off, but I've spent the past three days obsessing and comfort eating anyway which probably isn't helpful, because I feel about seventeen right now on so many levels and my self esteem is sort of rock bottom but ssshh, don't tell anyone.

Okay, perhaps it's been a stressful few days.

But yeh. Much love. Missing you loads right now. I can't remember the last time I wanted a summer to be over. In fact, I don't think I've ever wanted that before.

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

I can't wait for summer to be over either. Of course, here it will be winter that is over but it will be exactly the same temperature as a Scottish summer so there is basically no difference. I can't wait to come home.

Have you spoken to Cat since then? And is it that single incident which has been making you feel insecure and horrible for three entire days? Or have there been other wee things? Has moving house been ok? What else is going on? What did Cat exactly say?

Lizzie has been teaching me French, and I discovered that the word for monkey is singe, which made me think of Paul because we used to live upstairs from the angry Sanges. I really wanted to tell Paul how funny it was that they were angry monkeys.

We have the internet in our place all the time now, so I can check lj more than once a week. Write lots and lots and lots. Will check again in ten minutes.

Huge love, love that will never die, love that is eternal, etc,
Ari.xxxxx

[marrog-icons.livejournal.com]

How did you manage to watch that much Eddie Izzard and not know the French for monkey?

Ach, no, it wasn't just Cat, but that sort of sparked something and exacerbated the other issues I have and has made me on-and-off incredibly irritated for ages, like this itch in my head that I can't do anything about.

If you have the internet lots you should be using msn messenger - I'm fairly sure that Windows has the basic version automatically these days (look in the Start menu). Then again, you may not want to joint he world of instant messaging. I'd understand. It's addictive.

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Ooh, I would but I am a tiny bit afraid of technologie and would have to find out how. I am a bit like my mother, except she is far worse than I am. I have watched her with a remote control, wiggling it furiously in midair and swearing at it just to push the play button. And loath as I am to admit I might have inherited some of her technophobe stupidity, I am nonetheless scared by what should be small things.

But I will heroically try and I will let you know when I am msntastic.

These other issues, are they just about weight? Or are they also about stupid insensitive friends who suddenly behave like strangers, making you doubt yourself to your very core? (not at all speaking from experience here, oh no...) Oh dear, wish I had some expressions and gestures to go with this clumsy writing. Soon we will have the couch. Soon.

[marrog-icons.livejournal.com]

It's not just about weight, but it's tied up with the annoyances that I really can't talk about or begin to talk about in email/comments. Might try messenger if you get it going - assuming it hasn't all sorted itself out by then.

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Ok, might wait until we get other computer, which has virus protection, up and running before I delve into msn. For now we will have to speak in code.
Le singe est sur le branche. Le chat est pres de le chais.

I have stuff I've been needing to talk about as well, so as soon as I've set up a chatty thing I will tell you.

Love and huge hugs and feelings of mmmmmm,

Ari.xxx

[marrog-icons.livejournal.com]

Il fumer une pipe dans l'autobus.

I can always phone you one of these days, that might work.

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Il fume une pipe dans l'autobus. MOrag, your French grammar is reprehensible.

But I love you. And the missus says it could have been a typo blah blah blah and that I'm harsh and mean.

Grammar reminds me of you, is that wierd? Yesterday I changed the word less to fewer on the booking sheet at the club purely for your benefit. Even though you weren't there.

Oh oh and Tipping The Velvet has been on on the ABC over here.

Very excited. Pavlov.

Lizziexxx

[marrog-icons.livejournal.com]

In all fairness, I'm actually just really bad at French. Although I do get excited by how much I understand sometimes.

More people should fix the less/fewer distinction. You're doing your bit for humankind.

xx

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Lizzie says Bex is sexy and they are going to get together and discuss secret things. I think she might be a tad jealous. She is good at grammar though. In English and in French. Hmmm.

We are going to have tea and go to bed. Though we might, given the newness of the situation, awake compulsively from time to time just to check.

Tell me about your new place? Where are you moving to and what is it like? Lizzie and I have been looking at places online, and have found this brilliant little place in Stockbridge. Already having huge fantasies about getting a place and a little kitten.

Love you lots.
A and L.

[marrog-icons.livejournal.com]

It's off to the Arthur's Seat side of Nicholson St about level with Beanscene, it's a two bedroom, the main room is about the same space as this place, only longer and thinner, and isn't a thoroughfare (as the kitchen's off the hall) so has a lot more practically useable space. We're going to have a study/library! This is a good thing. It doesn't have as high ceilings as Spittal St, but it does have wood floors throughout, so swings and roundabouts, really. We'll really miss this place, but we need the extra space. We're moving next weekend.

[(Anonymous)]

I tried to call you just now and you didn't pick up! Ok, it is about 7am in the morning but I thought it'd be a great wake up call. EVIL MOOSES! Ah well, will try again soon. What's the best time to catch you?

Naomi
xxx

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Hi Naomi, normally a great time to catch us, but we had to lend Dave the phone this mornign so it wouldn;t have been connected. Sorry. Any other time!!!

Lizziexxx

[lizzie-and-ari.livejournal.com]

Naomi, we are sorry and we will call you for cosy chats. I love you loads.

Don't talk to any more strange cars. You know the wrong car can knock a girl off her feet.

Give my love to Mark. How are you two doing? You and Mark I always wanted to see getting together and having kids and being incredibly happy. Mark is cool cool cool. As are you my darling. I really cannot wait to come home.

Love and kisses and snuggles, (but not the naughty kind, Lizzie would be cross!)
Ari.xxxxx