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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Wednesday 25 January 2006 (Day View)

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25.01.2006 – Wednesday 25 January – Jarhead

Day

• Two girls and one bloke phoned to look at our rooms today. One girl subsequently found another room, less than two hours after phoning, and the other two came around in the afternoon to check out the rooms.

1:49pm

• I applied for a position as a Gaming Technician. I suspect I won’t actually get the job as I don’t fully fit the criteria and feel that they are looking for people more qualified than myself, but I figure it is worth a try.

4:25pm

• Natalie arrived to look at the room. She has a car and some furniture, and would want to store both in the garage. She definitely wants an internet connection, but may not want to use the phone—she said in her previous place that she paid her part of the line rental as they had ADSL but her mobile has a cap so she only uses that. She graduated Business from UQ in November and currently works at the RE as a barmaid. She said she’d call back early next week if interested, but not to lose any sleep if we didn’t hear back from her as she’s just begun looking around and still has several other places to check out. She seemed friendly, not overly shy, and relatively normal, asking questions when she felt it was necessary, including asking what we were paying for rent. She said she was interested in cooking, and checked the condition of the oven and asked what cooking arrangements we had.

• Hilton turned up a little early, in a shirt and tie, having just popped in from his real estate job. He was quite forthcoming, a little overbearing, and said he has been in share houses for four or so years, and enjoys them for the experience. He had a look through the house, talking all the time, and began making plans for when he moved in, such as a Sunday roast and getting a dartboard. He said he’d find out when the house was built, and call us back later—which he did, having been unable to find when the house was built, but when it was last sold.

Night

• Bronwen and I saw “Jarhead” at the Regent. It is a graphic, powerful movie, and was very, very loud. We then walked to, and had dinner at, Toowong memorial park—enjoying the luscious and healthy mosquitoes—before walking through Toowong and back home along the river.