Entries Tagged ‘Rambling’



Some people might call this entrapment. I prefer the term forward thinking.

Posted on April 14th, 2011
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Every few days or so my friend Peter and I get together via the magic of the old dog and bone and discuss the current happenings in our lives. More recently for both of us it’s been about our current dating situations (as in now the weather is warmer I’ve shaved my legs and have come out of dating hibernation.) Of course we’d love to actually meet up with each other and discuss this but our busy schedules simply don’t allow for it (what with my tea addiction and his for taking nude photos of himself.) So we end up conversing using the free minutes on our mobile phone contracts instead.

Well, they do say the best things in life are free.

Which does make me wonder why people actually pay for sex.

Anyway, during one of our table tennis conversations of non-stop jokes and innuendos, I randomly blurted out: I love you.

I say this quite a lot to people. It doesn’t mean I want to be with them forever and ever until we make lots of little (clay) babies and live in a big house. I mean a small house is just as good. I’m not picky. It just means I have an overwhelming urge to express to them how awesome I think they are.

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I had all the time in the world

Posted on January 27th, 2011
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This time last week found me in that little place we call the Sahara desert; where many a nights my toes would numb from the freezing cold air and my face became too warm from the dry, hot days. There’s no balance in such terrain, all you have are extremes.

Perhaps that’s what inclined me to go there in the first place.

If I’m honest, the sort of honest you don’t want to admit to, I went into the desert with little understanding of what to expect. I had no idea of what I wanted out of the experience, and even less so of what I wanted to put in.

All I knew was that I needed to do something that was completely different to anything I’ve ever done before. I wanted to be pushed outside of my comfort zone. I wanted to be excited and scared. I wanted to learn but also to share.

I wasn’t disappointed.

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I’ve been faking it all these years

Posted on January 8th, 2011
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In ten hours* from now I will finish work for the last time; after that I’ll have a week off to indulge in the art of doing sweet FA. I may even sleep. One week of taking time out from nearly a decade of working. Trust me – I’m not counting the hours, I’m counting the seconds.

Once I’ve had a week to recover, I’ll be embarking on the trip of a lifetime to the Sahara desert for yet even more time out. Nothing is expected of me other than to absorb the local culture and the welcoming rays of the sun. Those twelve hour nightshifts I’ve been doing recently have left my skin alabaster white; funny how they didn’t mention that in the contract.

A few months ago I had a full time, albeit shitty job. To the detriment of my bank balance, I took on a temporary, part time job someplace else and said goodbye to working in an environment that was slowly eviscerating me to death; I think it got my brain first. I truly try and live my life without regrets (even when I had that dodgy perm some years back, I didn’t regret it – I just burned all photographic evidence it ever happened.) Yet even now, I can feel the beginnings of regret pulling at my consciousness. Or perhaps that’s just me pulling at my hair.

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Goodbye 2010

Posted on January 2nd, 2011
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I close my eyes to you, and my ears.
I shy away from you, you are my fears.
You caused me worry, you caused my pain –
I would be happy, to never see you again.

But it’s a new year, and I can pray.
That I can and will, get through each day.
And thinking not, of the year gone by,
I will not miss you, I will not cry.

Goodbye 2010, I won’t miss you. You’ve been a trying year. I’m ready for 2011 and all it may bring.



Dead rising… for work

Posted on December 24th, 2010
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December 24th marks the eve before Christmas, to me, it marks the start of a much needed rest. For the past two weeks I have been working solidly from six in the evening, straight through until six in the morning.

The bags under my eyes have bags, fuck that, they have suitcases; the kind that expand.

What possessed me to work those ungodly hours I don’t know. Perhaps it was my childhood desire to be locked in a shopping centre over night that did it, or maybe it was my love of Dead Rising – you know, the zombie computer game.

Because walking through a deserted shopping centre resembling one of the living dead, and I’m pretty much there.

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