So, where do I go from here?
After the other week's jet-setting, I have rejected my employers offer of a transfer to Melbourne. I probably would have got better money, but there was this little nagging voice in my head telling me: "Don't do it! This doesn't feel like the right decision. You have been given an opportunity to do something you want to, so go and do it!" I think I have been influenced by a few friends of mine. They are some truly brave little campers. It's not an easy call to leave the safety and comfort behind and chase a dream or two. So, big hats off to the Euro gypsy Willian and that crazy and amazing San Fran duo, Nickyboy and Princess Emms. Times can be tough for you guys, but you're still holding on to the vision. I have a decision to make, and in all honesty it scares me more than a little. But when I think of what you guys have done, mine really isn't that big a deal. Foremost in my mind is that I am going to relocate to Melbourne. I won't be alone down there, the trail has already been blazed by Taggs, but I'll be heading down there with no job. I'm sure I can find one, but that is still a concern that plays on me. And when I think of all the shit I need to get ready before I go, I don't know where to start. On the up, I will probably have a chance to re-start my music career. I've just got to fight off this rising feeling of panic. So much going through my mushy melon at the mo'. I need to make a firm decision, and get some focus on a goal. So the plan would be move to Melbourne, look for a job - in an industry/field that I really want to work in (or get a bar job in the meantime), and find a new band. I'll probably need to get a haircut too!
On the sporting side of things:
Go the Socceroos! I'll we ask is you just do your best against Brazil, though a win would be very sweet!
Thanks Tigers for a good win over the Roosters. Haha!
And thanks to the Qld origin team for making me eat my words. I don't know who the thirteen guys in blue jerseys were, but they didn't resemble any NSW team I'd seen play before.
Decisions, decisions......
Peace out rabbit!
J.
posted by J. (aka Mr Cool) at 6:22 PM
5 Comments:
Rock 'n' roll mr cool.
We are always with you.
I ate a lot of cheese today, I think my little cake hoke will be plugged up for a while..
Not sure why you needed to know that.
Wah
8:35 PM
Oh my god! Someone actually mentioned me in a post! Usually when you all talk about people who have fled brisvegus it's just all Nick & Emm, Gilly & Beefy... Excuse me if I only moved 3k km away! It's still like being on the other side of the world as far as communication is concerned.
Timmay is the only one who calls.... Ang is the only one who emails!
So thank you Mr Cool... oh probably shouldn't mention this but have had to chip Ice off my windscreen last two mornings! Don't let that deter you :)
9:05 PM
BTW.. Might have a job for you.. it's not a real job, but one where you get "paid to play"... Friend does this gig where he and 3 others travel around to primary schools and play a "decades of music" gig 50's - now etc. 45 mins $1500 per gig (split x 4). He's looking for other musos to sub in and out of the gigs.
It's not essentially "cool" but they play about 2-3 per week. Looking for Bass/Guit.
9:18 PM
getting pregnant and having a baby is just like moving away... no one bloody rings me either taggs, except good old timmay and ang.
Lets all get our small violins out ;-)
actually i think i "speak" to emms just as much if not more than anyone else and she's on the other side of the world... msn is good ya.
Hey JC Cool, rug up tight. I will knit you a scarf! I'm getting very good at it. I have become cliche mum - knitting and speaking baby talk (well there's no one else here to speak to and that's the language Cait speaks)
We'll give Cait a night at Gran & Poppy's place when you have a going away bash so boo and mell can drink some scotch with you.
4:20 PM
You do what you have to do my friend. You've been looking for something for a while so no time like the present to chase it. You're in a good position to do this, and even if it doesn't work for you, you know there are a bunch of arms and couches just sitting around waiting for you to fall into them.
Go get 'em Tiger.
1:15 PM
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