Dazed and Contused
Sunday, June 22, 2003
One thing I really enjoy doing on Sunday evenings is kicking back and watching a movie on TV. Weeks when there are only movies which I would rather gouge out my eyes than watch are tough. But this week we have High Fidelity. This is probably John Cusack's best role ever, not to mention some great turns from Tim Robbins as the slimy ex-neighbour, and Joan Cusack reprising her real life role as John's brother.
Come to think of it, the first time I saw this movie must have been when I was flying to the US for work a few years back. Huh. Didn't even occur to me until just then.
At any rate, I enjoyed the movie so much, and heard such good things about the original book and Nick Hornby, that I picked it up. And loved it. It has become a bit of a ritual of mine to read it whenever I'm going through a rough patch in a relationship.
Warning to any potential Garthmeister J. girlfriends, past or future: I also read it because I like it, so don't assume I'm thinking of breaking up with you if you see me reading it.
I guess part of the attraction is that I so closely associate with the protagonist. OK, me and a billion other blokes. Nonetheless, the book and movie just seem to be full of truth. Truth, combined with real characters, superb humour, and a great soundtrack. What's not to like?
Signed, Sealed, and Almost Delivered
Against all odds, and mildly to my surprise, I have now put my signature to a contract for a transfer to Washington DC. Mind you it took the US office until 10pm or so US time, right at the deadline I imposed. And then I had to correct the factual errors the CEO introduced into the contract at the last moment.
This officially begins one of the more interesting periods of my life. The next month will now comprise: 5 days of organisation in Sydney, 4 days in London, 21 days in Ireland, 3 days in London, 3 days in Sydney, then at least 6 months in Washington DC.
As for the contract itself, I tell people the contract is for a minimum of six months, maximum of forever. I've said that a fair few times in the past couple of days. I've played my last game of Aussie Rules for my club, and got extremely drunk a couple of times.
Right now I feel like Rimmer in Red Dwarf... I have made some lists of things I think I need to do - now I just have to do them.
I still have to remind myself that these things are going to happen. People ask me if I'm excited about my trip to Europe, and moving to the States, but the fact is I'm a details man when it comes to things like this. I just bear down and do the things I need to do - it's not until I'm on my way to the airport that it hits home.
Not to mention I still have this thing in the back of mind where I can somehow see the contract being dissolved, or my company exploding, or something. But maybe it's just me.