Dot Point Fever
There’s so much stuff happening right now, I can only bring myself to write in dot points.
House hunting. Oh for the love of Christ’s pet cat, finding a house is proving to be an absolute pain in the arse. “We’ll call you closer to the inspection date that we haven’t arranged yet”, “It’s under application”, “It should have been removed from the site, sorry”…If I hear any one of these one more time this week, I swear I will scream.
Coke Addict. Well, I’ve finally done it. I’ve given up the CocaCola and it’s proving to be harder than I thought. Man, I’ve been so short with people this week and I’ve been so tired and snappy! To make matters worse, I have replaced my addiction with water, and now it seems to be flushing a heap of toxins out of my body which has made my face all gross and zitty. In the future, perhaps I can incorporate it back into my life, but I think I need to go cold turkey to begin with… Extreme, I know, but I was drinking close to 2litres a day. If I don’t stop, I’m totally gonna get the diabetus.
Freezing Cold. So finally, some prick came around to fix the heater, but instead he took it away and now it can’t be replaced for another few days. I won’t have heat til next week at this point. Oh yeah, sure no biggie… I’ve only been waiting 6 months for you to get it fucking working! And then when you take it, be sure to leave a big gaping fucking hole in my wall that makes the house EVEN colder and has proven to be a lovely entrance for some big fuck off vermin. Yes, I have a rat or a mouse. I’m not exactly sure that it is “big” or “fuck off” in size, but I can hear him creeping around at night and Columbo is onto him too. Stupid bloody electrician for not covering up the hole! The whole time I’ve been nice as pie to my real estate agent, but man, I really think I’m gonna have to get a bit narky on the phone about it tomorrow. Meh, I probably won’t and I’ll probably be lovely, coz I’m weak as piss and she can’t conjure a heater out of hot air, can she?
Bad Egg. I’m supposed to copy a cd for a friend and organize a few dvd’s for my dad, but I haven’t done either of them yet. God knows why, I just have had fuck all motivation the last week or 2.
Daydreams. There’s this situation with this guy and I asked him something and I don’t know what his decision is but the anticipation of his answer is driving me crazy. I don’t want to push him or anything, but it keeps swirling round my head all the time and it’s hard not to think of.
Bitching. From now on, I am going to try and model myself on the 3 wise monkeys.
Homework. Shrink wants me to think of what I want to be when I grow up? Fuck, I have no clue. Really, I don’t. It’s something that I really need to think about.
Anyway, I’m done with my dot points. I have a house to inspect tomorrow morning, so I need some shut eye.
Keep it real homies.
May 6th, 2008 at 3:22 pm
Excellent choice re: the water. Keep poundin’ the ol’ H2O and with all the flushing and purging of the toxins those pimples you mention will disappear again.
I think those three monkeys are onto something. Incidentally, sometimes there features a fourth monkey covering his wedding tackle, embodying the phrase “Do no evil”. Not sure whether he usually gets omitted due to some people taking umbrage to smutty connotations, but he actually has every right to be included, because then it isn’t just about not indulging in gossip and propagating scandal, it’s about conducting oneself with integrity, thus (ideally) killing gossip dead. The Four Wise Monkeys do what they do based on the Japanese translation of something Confucius said: “Look not at what is contrary to propriety; listen not to what is contrary to propriety; speak not what is contrary to propriety; make no movement which is contrary to propriety.” Anyway, you’re a good and decent person so I think you’ll have all bases covered.
Finally, re: what you want to be when you grow up: when you’re so smart and so talented in so different areas and can be whatever you want to be I guess it does make you a little spoilt for choice. You’ll work it out though, I know you will. (Have you considered being a professional photographer?)