Lyssa Takes Days Off Work
Just having been out with Ali and Imad, it’s been an accelerating night. Before I head off into details of what just happened let me start with the basics, the start of the day.
This morning, I was called by Lyssa at 11:30am thinking she was at work. Questioning her whereabouts, she told me she was at home. The reason, one of the girls from work said to Lyssa, if she felt like staying home she would take her day at work instead of a day at College, which is a bludge. Lyssa, not really that sick took the opportunity. So there she was, at home giving me a call.
Lyssa hasn’t been to work this week except for Monday. This kind of reminds me of when I was working back in the day. There was a time that I took a large amount of days off work but that was just before I quit. Lyssa might feel like quitting when she goes back to work, but I doubt it. Lyssa is bound.
Handing In Ali’s Centrelink Dole Form
Anyway, I went back to sleep until 12:30pm. Knowing I had to hand in Ali’s form and mine to Centrelink, I woke up and had a shower. Choosing not to eat, I packed my pockets with documents and headed for Campbelltown. Before leaving, I called Lyssa and told her I might head for her house after that.
While walking to Campbelltown I noted that my form didn’t have to be handed in to Centrelink this week. It was another monthly form, which I didn’t understand. Just in case, I took the form with me.
Firstly, I ventured to the photo lab where I handed in my negatives to develop. From there I walked to Centrelink and thought to hand Ali’s form in first so no problems would occur.
Once that was done I looked on the computers for a job. The program on the computer was different, more simplified and better. Finding two jobs I printed them (which now come out on paper twice the length as normal) and then jumped back into line.
Now giving my other form to change to “Youth Allowance”, I sat there for a couple of minutes as the lady reviewed it. From there I jumped back into line at Centrelink. Walking to a different lady I asked if I had to hand my form in. The answer was no. I was cheering.
Picking Up The Developed Photos
Walking back to the main street I picked up my photos, which I was early for. Then I picked up the ‘Drum Media’.
Today I took out $50 from the bank to cover the deficit that I gave Lyssa. Heading back to the bank, I placed $20 back in my Credit Card and then headed for the train station. Hopefully, Lyssa will pay me back the money so I can fall even.
While on the train I checked out the photos but they really didn’t turn out that well. Being pictures of Kylie Minogue, they weren’t close enough for starters, her whole body wasn’t in view and the picture was scratchy. Disappointed, I didn’t see it as a waste of money.
Playing A Prank On Lyssa
Jumping off the train, I then headed in a fast pace to Lyssa’s house. Thinking to myself, I haven’t been up this long stretch of road that often in a while.
Walking through the park, I didn’t notice Lyssa in the kitchen. The back screen door was open though. Knowing Lyssa was home I tried to open the front door to surprise her, but it was locked.
I rang the doorbell.
She came to the door and asked, “Who is it?”
Not answering, she didn’t open the door.
The second time she asked, “Who is it?”
I gave in. Flustered, Lyssa opened the door to let me in.
Giving her a kiss I headed for the kitchen to rest my legs. The day was warm. I took off my shirt and jacket running around with my pants.
Spending Time At Lyssa’s House
Parading around the house without a shirt, Lyssa informed me about my stomach looking like it was in trouble by my belt. Taking off my belt, I picked out some lunch for myself, as I hadn’t eaten all day.
Lyssa was busy drying her legs from applying tanning cream. Lyssa also shaved her legs in preparation for Saturday night. Eating my share of food, I cleaned up the mess and then sat down with Lyssa to watch television. Lyssa had the heater on her feet because it was starting to get cool.
A funny thing happened while I popped outside to get some mandarins off a tree where Lyssa’s pool is. Walking down the steps and through the gate I picked myself out three mandarins. Plucking them off the tree, I then noticed a couple of birds swooping down to perch onto Lyssa’s clothesline. As they landed, they started chirping fiercely either at me or Lyssa’s cat Misty.
Starting to annoy me, I picked some bark up, as I noticed Misty praying on their every move from atop the flight of stairs. Flinging the bark at the birds it didn’t really glide smoothly through the air but it done the job to scare them away. Lyssa was on top of the steps laughing at what had just happened.
Anticipating Saturday night, Lyssa and I started getting playful. Sitting on each other, pretend slapping and chasing each other around the house. Impulsively, I gave Lyssa a massage at one stage while she had her feet up watching television. Lyssa noted that I haven’t given her a massage for a very long time. That’s true.
Sharing Nikita’s Dating Life
Lyssa received a call from Nikita as she was on the phone for a while. Once off the phone, Lyssa told me how Nikita got onto this guy she has been after for over a year. Nikita’s also going with Lyssa tonight and Nikita wanted Lyssa to stay over. Luckily, that might not be happening.
Lyssa’s plans for tonight were to visit the Catholic Club and then to head for Chevy’s. Lyssa was toying with the concept of wearing a skirt tonight for the first time in a long time. Hearing that, I respectfully got a little agitated because it would have been more special if Lyssa done her legs and wore it for me tomorrow (for the first time in a long time). Lyssa eventually saw things my way after a little tussle, but I’m still not sure whether or not she wore a skirt.
Nikita was leaving for Lyssa’s house after the telephone conversation. So after an hour of mucking around I left for home. Like old times, Lyssa waved goodbye to me until I was distant. Actually, for fun, we were rude to each other sticking our fingers up and making rude gestures.
Catching the train I walked all the way home without hesitation but fatigued nonetheless.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
