The Band, the House and Performance Appraisals...

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

Let me explain.

My apartment is part of a large old converted two story house that has been turned into about 7 apartments of varying sizes and shapes. Needless to say, the apartments outnumber the bathrooms. Fun times.

For the first time in the odd month iv been here, i arrived at the bathroom door at the same time my neighbor (i only share with the one neighbor, thank christ). We look at each other in this bleary "Oh, c'mon!" sort of way and before i could offer he said i could take it.
Its good to have friendly neighbors... because i didnt want to stand there in my underware any longer than i had to.

So id consider that neighbor most definately met. His name is Mike, and he either showers infrequently or at odd times. This was all i knew of this guy, until the next day...

Thats not strictly true actually, i knew he drove this beat up late 70's Merc which i really liked because its parked out the front. Anyway! He and i were coming out of our respective dwellings the next day, me with my backpack half full of things i neither need nor will use and him with guitar case.

"Hes a muso!" I thought, which is cool. Especially because the walls in this place as so thick you couldnt here if somebody was being disected with an angle grinder in the next room, so it didnt matter if he was absolutely aweful at it, he could play all night if he liked.

So i hold the door open like a gentleman.

"Hi!" sez i.

"Hi, im off to Golden Plains" - Seen-me-in-my-underware Mike.

"Oh, cool, thats one i would have liked to go to, good bands playing."

"Yeah... seeya."

"Seeya"

As he struggles though our tetnus-waiting-to-happen gate i cant help but notice he has stenciled on his case EDDY CURRANT and it clicks. The band featured on Triple J all week was Eddy Currant Suppresion Ring and i was living next door, nay, sharing a bathroom with their guitarist/keyboard player. The conversation wed just had sounded more and more awkard in my mind's retelling. Ah well, what can you do.



For some reason or another, things have being lining up at work lately. The last few weeks have seemed downhill, but its more like planets aligning because nothing special has happened, its just of all the potetial things that could have gone wrong....nothing did. Not one. And it felt like i was putting it all on some sort of Karma tab, and there would be this momentus "bill" to pay soon, and i shuddered to think what and when it would be.

Then performance appraisals were announced, or would have been announced, if there had been anybody but me and my supervisor there, so it was more of a case of him leaning over and saying - "Performance apps are this week, just letting you know."

Firstly, its easy to look good when your the only person who isnt sick or on holidays. Id also just finished revamping a major project that had gotten out of control over the last few months and had started to look aweful and the day after id finished my boss' boss had walked past and said something along the lines of "Now this is the direction we should be heading in!". Score!
So thats out of the way for another year.

And now, the $100 dollar question: Will Tim get to the Airshow this weekend?? Discover the answer, and much, much more, next time Wally watchers!