The Boredom is in the Details.

The countdown would appear to be well under 30 days now, but I can’t be sure of the exact number since my countdown application is on Facebook and the computer which I now hate with a hatred so fierce is refusing me access. So I’m leaving sometime.. soonish. Probably.

It’s well time for another update on the (mis)adventures of Miss Kerryn, still in the gloriously diverse land of Australia. I went down south for several nights to get away and rediscover my soul and all those good things. And I did. Much recommended. I caught up with a few mates (who graciously allowed me to crash on whatever bedding they had… ranging from 5 star hotels with included lotion bottles to the back of a caravan annex with an outdoor toilet) and was also able to get much time by myself. It sounds weird, but I love being alone. It’s almost like a drug to me, I could easily get addicted to solitarity (that is SO not a word)… oh, solitude, that’s the word. I would succeed way too successfully as a hermit me thinks, so a life in the ‘burbs is probably good for me. Nevertheless, time on the stormy Margaret River beaches with my camera and the zillion Switchfoot cds I now own, allowed me to connect with the inner me. She’s alot like the outer me, only quieter and more normal.

And that would be my last vacation until Canada.. although really SYG should count, there is nothing vacation-ie about running flat out with a tennis/soccer/volleyball for a whole long weekend. I’m getting old me thinks.

Plans to fly are almost done, it’s only the details that I am onto now (nice feeling!!!). Details however, are not my friends, even though I’m neurotic about them. Putting them off for weeks is something I’m prone to do. NEVER AGAIN, I say to myself. And I try to force my personality to conform to a mould and get everything done but it’s an effort. Much more relaxed to leave things til the last minute. That is of course, until the last minute when I thrive on the STRESS of the situation.

Like losing your passport…

*thinks*

.. no, that’s completely different.

Hershey is helping me with all the forms I have to submit and photocopy and keep a track of. He’s quite reliable, I should probably pay him more. Not that he did anything while I was away… ingrate.

Before I go, here’s my plug. Get into Switchfoot. Oh, nah, don’t worry about it, I might keep them for myself. Jon Foreman, the lead singer, has a new solo EP out, well, four actually and they rock my world. Well, the two I have. Anyways, that’s what’s playing in my Windows Media Player at the mo… what about yours?

Signing off,

Kerryn Switchfoot.

(that would be my name if I married them all. oh, come on, like you’ve never done that before)