5 Odd Items On A Loose Holiday Theme

1. I agreed to feed a friend's cat for 4 days or so, whilst she visited Canberra over the Holidays. On day 1 I thought it a little odd that my friend hadn't left out all the food on the bench, as she said she would, but a short hunt in the pantry located what I needed. Day 2 I thought "I can't remember that bag of groceries being on the sink?", but proceded to empty the kitty litter tray (blech) and feed the cat. Day 3 ditto. Day 4 was HangOverDay and I actually forgot all about it until the evening, but I thought it was the day she was due back anyway. So I rang my friend the cat-owner... yup, she never went away, and had sent a text message to my (lost ages ago) mobile phone telling me such. I had been letting myself in by chance during the times she was out doing errands and stuff, and lucky old Gypsy (the cat) was getting fed twice. Gypsy thinks the holiday rock now. Oh, and Sarah thought she had a constipated cat because the litter tray was looking decidedly unproductive.


2. Sometimes Sydneysiders surprise me, in a good way. New Year's Eve can sometimes be an agressive time, especially where alcohol and narrow minds are involved. However, on my trip home from Mikey's cocktail party we passed a group at a crowded bus stop of about 6 young gay guys, two of which were clearly a couple, having boisterous high fun. Cuddling, kissing and having fun. Nobody in the crowd particularly seemed to care. Then a young gay couple got on the crowded night bus, and one of them had obviously had way too much to drink. His boyfriend cradled his head against his chest and held him all the way home, stroking his hair and making sure he was alright. Again, no homophobic reactions or aggressive looks, which given that the bus was at least half full of alcohol fueled youngsters, I though was pretty impressive! A very grown up way to behave.


3. The penthouse apartment in Mikey's building had security guards with headsets and a guest list for their New Year's Eve celebrations. Just breezing through the foyer and past them made me feel so Hollywood. I just needed a tiny dog, huge sunglasses and a red carpet nipple-slip.


4. The thing you could bank on in Newtown during the entire Christmas and New Year holidays was that you could get Indian food. A couple of other places were open on and off, but the Indian Restaurants seemed to never close. Even the porno bookstores were closed for some of the time...


5. I was going to suggest this as Hangover Cure #7, but in fact it's less of a cure and more of a way to wallow; read 2 gay romance novels cover-to-cover. Gives you a perfectly good excuse for a) a boner, b) some laughs and c) some tears. All at the same time!