i can't show you this weekend's face, but a big thank you to all involved in making it a complete excess. i was proud to walk with Professionals who know that a good conversation sometimes takes 40 hours. who shoot pool as an exercise of rationality with passion. who understand that alcohol is a medium of communication. i salute you!
Another night another sofa. 5:30am bolt upright from family dreams - since when couldn't I tie a tie? And who was the mystery guest coming for me who never came? Thank god for Fridays - delieverance from work if not from dreams. Bike fixed - mobility re-returns.
love will get you like a case of anthrax, and that's something i don't wanna catch -- Gang of Four
lyrics of the night. brought me out of a temporary dazed emo moment into the cold harsh wind that is my window open. too much thinking leads to self-reflection and bad shit. don't listen to your heart unless you are a trained professional...
Naughty dog, no content. Have been entertained by what you can add to blogs without actually saying anything. Also entertained in First Life by quality people, lovely people. Vietnamese and cocktails in Newtown, coffee and study in Glebe, cocktail parties in Enmore, breakfast in Bondi. No money again - but pay only a long stone's throw away. Sunday warm, winey and a bath is imminent.
The economic countdown begins. Accounts empty, a week of miserly daily allowances calling softly from my slim wallet. Wine stocks running low, scotch gone. However my bike is repaired! (curse those over-quoting gobblins who fixed her...) Mobility has returned.
Not bad for a Tuesday. Worked most of the day from home AND was productive. Various drop in conversations in the early evening, trailing into a night of philosophical discourse over beer. Post graduates dream of these days, but the monkey tech boy gets one today!