Still. On the good side - I'm still on holidays. Went to Pizza Piazza for lunch yesterday with Suzette, and was given an entire menu of gluten free foods to order from. Ended up with the four-cheese pizza, just because most damn pizza places don't even offer a four-cheese pizza. WTF? Suze ordered Caesar salad with gluten free garlic bread, just so I could check out the garlic bread, too (yum!) After, we went off to the NGV (National Gallery of Victoria) to see the Salvador Dali exhibit. Good ol' Sal shares a birthday with me and Suzette's mum. However, as we walked up to the entrance we notice the swarms of school kids, and veered off to check out the giftshop instead of the exhibit. We're going to go this Friday night to a free showing of the exhibit, and a $20 per head drink with the curator while we hear about Dali in Hollywood.
They have a great giftshop there - I bought myself a carry bag which looks like a giant cassette, because I'm so Gen-fucking-X it hurts *rolls eyes at self*. Also bought a trivet for Alana which is in the form of a white outline of a dead body (because she works on City Homicide).
Still failing in the quest for Pixies tickets, but we do have tix for Steve Malkmus & The Jicks for Wednesday next week (he's formerly of Pavement, who I adore). Then we have The Duke & The King at The East in October and The Buzzcocks at The Corner in November. There's life in the sad old cow yet. Moo.
I wish I had some good dark chocolate. Damn you, Telstra. I still feel frazzled.