i'm baaack.
had a week off work after easter to chill the hell out and it worked a treat. am feeling much better about most things....
-sharon jones and the dap kings was absolutely amazing, one of the best gigs i've been to. if you can see them, do. she's one hell of a woman and the band are some of the best funk players i've seen
-spent alot of time outside, wandering through the bush, turning my phone off, disconnecting, being alone, thinking... was fantastic. i've got to do more of it. i love the meditaion of bush walking. a heavy pack, the rhythm of movement, the exhaustion, the purity, the smells, the sights, the beautiful sounds. the feeling of your mind unravelling....
- no luck with girls. had three contrasting nights in a row.
1st night took a girl who i've had the whole platonic-friend-with-lingering-hugs-and-sexual-tension thing for awhile, she's kind of well..... up herself... but i find her confidence and poise extremely sexy, so i put up with it. kiss on the cheek and i home alone to bed
2nd night catch up with ex for first time this year. she asks me back to her place and we're both kind of waiting to for the other to crack and ask for sex. but neither of us can bring ourselves to do it, so we small talk away and pretend there's nothing unusual. kind of like our relationship actually. kiss on the cheek and i go home alone to bed
3rd night: go to the races (for my sins) then have a party at my place. various hookups are planned and attempted. nothing results. give myself kiss on the cheek and pass out in bed alone.
that sounded more pathetic than i meant, am actually feeling okay about it at the moment.....
anzac day tomorrow, that means a day off work and a bbq in glebe park, a game of cricket, and a few beers. should be good
what's something new with you?
ps. anzac day and australia day both mean the same thing for me, picnic and sports in the park. sorry diggers. i'm sure a lot of them read this website. i kind of like anzac day, it's the oldies day really, it's their time to shine. but it won't really apply when we're old. we're going to need some kind of day for ourselves too, maybe amphetamine day or irony day or something, to celebrate those brave kids born from 1975-1985 who lived and laughed and drank and danced through the toughest of all times: the late nineties and early noughties....
had a week off work after easter to chill the hell out and it worked a treat. am feeling much better about most things....
-sharon jones and the dap kings was absolutely amazing, one of the best gigs i've been to. if you can see them, do. she's one hell of a woman and the band are some of the best funk players i've seen
-spent alot of time outside, wandering through the bush, turning my phone off, disconnecting, being alone, thinking... was fantastic. i've got to do more of it. i love the meditaion of bush walking. a heavy pack, the rhythm of movement, the exhaustion, the purity, the smells, the sights, the beautiful sounds. the feeling of your mind unravelling....
- no luck with girls. had three contrasting nights in a row.
1st night took a girl who i've had the whole platonic-friend-with-lingering-hugs-and-sexual-tension thing for awhile, she's kind of well..... up herself... but i find her confidence and poise extremely sexy, so i put up with it. kiss on the cheek and i home alone to bed
2nd night catch up with ex for first time this year. she asks me back to her place and we're both kind of waiting to for the other to crack and ask for sex. but neither of us can bring ourselves to do it, so we small talk away and pretend there's nothing unusual. kind of like our relationship actually. kiss on the cheek and i go home alone to bed
3rd night: go to the races (for my sins) then have a party at my place. various hookups are planned and attempted. nothing results. give myself kiss on the cheek and pass out in bed alone.
that sounded more pathetic than i meant, am actually feeling okay about it at the moment.....
anzac day tomorrow, that means a day off work and a bbq in glebe park, a game of cricket, and a few beers. should be good
what's something new with you?
ps. anzac day and australia day both mean the same thing for me, picnic and sports in the park. sorry diggers. i'm sure a lot of them read this website. i kind of like anzac day, it's the oldies day really, it's their time to shine. but it won't really apply when we're old. we're going to need some kind of day for ourselves too, maybe amphetamine day or irony day or something, to celebrate those brave kids born from 1975-1985 who lived and laughed and drank and danced through the toughest of all times: the late nineties and early noughties....
well don't tell me you were outside the show and get me all excited and then say you didn't go in! it doesn't matter anyway because the people i was with hate fashion people and we were only there for five minutes. but the important thing was that if you went you would have seen the neckpiece up close and if you slid your eyes a little to the bottom right you would have seen a little red sticker that meant the piece sold. exciting, huh? and all you got was a kiss on the cheek!
i went to the zoo today. it was neat to see the animals but it was depressing too because some of the animals looked bored and their surroundings unnatural.