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Tuesday, October 18
So I'm taking a break from the usual course of this blog to lay down some of my thoughts rather than my adventures (which are still to continue and can be read below this post).
Finding inspiration and time, and finding them at the same time, is a curse which I have not yet outlived. Taking time from my busy schedule from doing nothing is not something I like to do, however, once I am busy, I can think of a million other things I would like to do. Regardless, much like the Simpsons or Neighbours, I shall go on.
I am on Claudias computer, the weather is cold, sporting my new Funky MissionT and beanie, waiting for Sergio to pick me up and take me to my grandparents house. I've been in the city relaxing, sorting out my import business dreams, attending some expos (100 most famous chairs, Haiti voodoo photography) seen some movies.. ("Wedding crashers" - funny but nothing special and "What the #%"# do we know" - which was terrible)..
I've been watching poker on cable. When I get back to Oz I'm going to set up a monthly poker tournament, winner takes all, $100 entry.
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I like to write because it gives me a feeling of who I am and where I'm at, what I use to think, what I think now. It stops me from getting lost, keeping my bearings. If more people would keep a diary.. maybe they wouldn't reach the point where they ask themselves..
'How did I become this person? I use to have fun, I use to live, what happenned??'
It's easy, you forgot who you were.
That's why history is important, both personal and communal. It stops us from getting lost. We are very prone to getting lost.
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See that bar at the top of my blog? Click on that right button, 'Next blog', have a quick read, then the next one, and so on. It's called 'Blog Surfing'. I have been doing it lately, it's fun, like jumping from one brain to another, getting to know my fellow humans. Some write about their children, others about sport, some about their dogs, their cars, their business, their husband they hate.. etc etc. You can learn a lot from taking an interest in a complete stranger, or so I think.
I am off, glad to have you join me for this quiet bit of prose. Now go out and do something, and if you can't do something, think of something to do for when you can!
OUT.
Listening to : 'Fire and Rain' by James Taylor.
Finding inspiration and time, and finding them at the same time, is a curse which I have not yet outlived. Taking time from my busy schedule from doing nothing is not something I like to do, however, once I am busy, I can think of a million other things I would like to do. Regardless, much like the Simpsons or Neighbours, I shall go on.
I am on Claudias computer, the weather is cold, sporting my new Funky MissionT and beanie, waiting for Sergio to pick me up and take me to my grandparents house. I've been in the city relaxing, sorting out my import business dreams, attending some expos (100 most famous chairs, Haiti voodoo photography) seen some movies.. ("Wedding crashers" - funny but nothing special and "What the #%"# do we know" - which was terrible)..
I've been watching poker on cable. When I get back to Oz I'm going to set up a monthly poker tournament, winner takes all, $100 entry.
...................
I like to write because it gives me a feeling of who I am and where I'm at, what I use to think, what I think now. It stops me from getting lost, keeping my bearings. If more people would keep a diary.. maybe they wouldn't reach the point where they ask themselves..
'How did I become this person? I use to have fun, I use to live, what happenned??'
It's easy, you forgot who you were.
That's why history is important, both personal and communal. It stops us from getting lost. We are very prone to getting lost.
.......................
See that bar at the top of my blog? Click on that right button, 'Next blog', have a quick read, then the next one, and so on. It's called 'Blog Surfing'. I have been doing it lately, it's fun, like jumping from one brain to another, getting to know my fellow humans. Some write about their children, others about sport, some about their dogs, their cars, their business, their husband they hate.. etc etc. You can learn a lot from taking an interest in a complete stranger, or so I think.
I am off, glad to have you join me for this quiet bit of prose. Now go out and do something, and if you can't do something, think of something to do for when you can!
OUT.
Listening to : 'Fire and Rain' by James Taylor.
Monday, October 10
"Austin I had the craziest dream!
Ok, so we were in the Plaza, it was Dennis, you and I. But the plaza was bigger, like they'd built new things and shit, anyway you suddenly dissappeared and I told Dennis a really bad joke going down the escalators, so he looks at me really serious "In exactly one week, I'm going to bash you for that", ok so we went walking and there's Amanda eating and Dennis goes up to her and asks her what would be the perfect Valentines gift, and she tells him "Chocolate and Jewelry", so Dennis starts giggling, and he pulls out of his bag all this Chocolate! Coco plants and seeds, traditional chocolate, belgian chocolate, hersheys chocolate.. all the chocolate you could imagine, and theres just more and more, and he's giggling like "Ye! Im Dennis! im the BEST" and I start laighing, then he blows a whistle and this waiter comes with a plate full of jewelry, and offers it all to Amanda, and im like how's he doing this?! then you walk past pushing a trolley, and you arent very pleased, like if Dennis had beaten you to your valentines, so you just look at us and keep on pushing your trolley. So dennis picks out the best gold pieces and gives them to Amanda, and then she stands up and goes "GET FUCKED YOU ASSHOLES!!" and throws the jewelry everywhere and Dennis is like "What the fuck?!" so he spins out and she runs away and I go to look for you but instead I run into Stewart and Sophie, and Sophie could turn into anything she wanted, so she turned into a Pina colada so some guys wouldnt try to chat her up, but then you come up and drink the Pina Colada without realizing, then I look at you and go "OH MY GOD YOU JUST DRUNK SOPHIE!!" then I woke up.. "
Ok, so we were in the Plaza, it was Dennis, you and I. But the plaza was bigger, like they'd built new things and shit, anyway you suddenly dissappeared and I told Dennis a really bad joke going down the escalators, so he looks at me really serious "In exactly one week, I'm going to bash you for that", ok so we went walking and there's Amanda eating and Dennis goes up to her and asks her what would be the perfect Valentines gift, and she tells him "Chocolate and Jewelry", so Dennis starts giggling, and he pulls out of his bag all this Chocolate! Coco plants and seeds, traditional chocolate, belgian chocolate, hersheys chocolate.. all the chocolate you could imagine, and theres just more and more, and he's giggling like "Ye! Im Dennis! im the BEST" and I start laighing, then he blows a whistle and this waiter comes with a plate full of jewelry, and offers it all to Amanda, and im like how's he doing this?! then you walk past pushing a trolley, and you arent very pleased, like if Dennis had beaten you to your valentines, so you just look at us and keep on pushing your trolley. So dennis picks out the best gold pieces and gives them to Amanda, and then she stands up and goes "GET FUCKED YOU ASSHOLES!!" and throws the jewelry everywhere and Dennis is like "What the fuck?!" so he spins out and she runs away and I go to look for you but instead I run into Stewart and Sophie, and Sophie could turn into anything she wanted, so she turned into a Pina colada so some guys wouldnt try to chat her up, but then you come up and drink the Pina Colada without realizing, then I look at you and go "OH MY GOD YOU JUST DRUNK SOPHIE!!" then I woke up.. "
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