I naively thought that putting that last post up in some form of code would give it a measure of privacy, and that maybe one or two of my dearest and cleverest friends would put in the effort to decode it.
Obviously I was mistaken in this.
I sincerely thank you all for your responses (and also for your... Read More
Last night, sitting alone on the Kangaroo Point cliffs, thinking about life, I was struck by an almost irresistible urge to radically alter mine. Sitting there above the city, seeing it spread out before me, I could hear the call of its streets clearly. I wanted to become a part of it, a part of the living texture of the metropolis (such as it is).... Read More
I'd love to tell you this is a bad idea.... But I can't.
Like Trace and Greg, I think it should be documented.
Pippa raises an interesting point as to your safety and a good plan to ensure your friends/family can locate you if needed.
The things we do to experience life... I'd join you for a week, but that is all. I'm comfortable with my home a million miles from anywhere, my room filled with paints, canvas's and assorted works, my access to learning (internet), my car that enables me to go to far away places public transport can't take me and the creature comforts that make things happier.
I am in self-imposed seclusion until Friday.
I've got a few major pieces of assessment due that I need to focus on.
So; no SG, no MSN, no email, no dates, no visitors, no anything.
Don't be offended if I ignore you, I'll be back soon.
I just had one of those enlightened moments where my future spread out before me in vivid colour;
I'm going to get a steady income, finish my writing degree, enrol in a philosophy degree, find a cheap dealer, be in love with the woman of my dreams and spend the rest of my days thinking hard and earning minimum wage on the graveyard shift.
Kirsty's in bed, asleep. She mentioned before too, that she would be a bit room-bound if everyone came over. Might be nicer to hang at yours anyway, the television is further from bedrooms housing the sick peoples. Would T & D be alright with us coming over? Kirsty seemed fine with people over here, just wouldn't really be socialising. Either way, definitely due for a catch up.
Editors: persons who edit material for publication, and a fairly recent development in my life; one I'm trying hard to come to terms with. I'm used to self-editing.
I send copy to a Real Estate agent regularly, generally weekly, sometimes more frequently. So far the guy I write for has extensively 'edited' all but one of my submissions.
Like any virus it self-perpetuates, spawning into new territories within its host; the human psyche.
The spawning of a new Artistic piece, or even a new genus of Art-form, takes place when an existing work of Art infects a new recipient, causing, within the mind of this individual, the involuntary production of a reactive idea. This new... Read More
So, I haven't posted in a few days. Mainly because I couldn't think of anything cool and challenging to offer you.
So this post is going to be a little insight into my day-to-day existence.
Sunday was spent at GoMA with the always effervescent Kye. It was amazing. It was the last day of the Asia... Read More
I'm glad I could help you re-visit muscle groups you forgot you had in moving my beloved furniture
Furniture, did we not come to reason, that seemed had become mine solely on the basis of how difficult it is to move... you're a legend for coming to my rescue (my apologies for punctuation and stuff. I never was good at all those dots and comas... but I get the feeling there should be some in that sentence somewhere)
The latest version of your novel chapter, hmmm... this I must read. And suitable for publication, either now or later, is something you should be very proud of and is fantastic news. I look forward to (hopefully) oneday reading said work.
I thought it was priceless as well. It's even funnier if you have grown up with Iron Brew, as i have over here.
Kudos on the writen work. I will have to have a read of it ifit ever get published. Then I can tell everyone how I got drunk with you one night whilst you were still writing it
Moving sucks as well.
Damn straight people should apologise if they walk in on you masturbating!!! And it is totally better if you "starve" yourself. I like her. I would be quite happy "being single" with her.
Damn you for making so much sense! I'm a pansy right now. I'm terrified of failing.
As for the house. I don't know. I got out and the policeman shooed me away. I tried to get some pictures. It was pretty funny. From what I could see they used a truck to lift a part of it and then scrapped it the rest of the way over the barrier.
When we eventually got moving, I couldn't pass it until it turned into 4 lanes at the Bruce Highway. At this point, it stopped in the middle of the 4 lanes and people scurried about everywhere.
I could finally stop tailgating the police and zoomed home at light speed.
Would be good to catch up with you, too, stranger!! Looks like it won't be til the Ball though. Typical busy work life of hell eating everything!!
Hope you're well.
p.s. you want a copy of the album????