Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Have you ever met Billy? You would remember him if you saw him. Small, bald, looks about 6 months old? Your standard run of the mill baby. You would know him, there is something ineffably different about Billy. Maybe his drooling just seems a tad more deliberate than the other children, maybe it's the way his bowels seem to operate like clock work 2pm everyday, our just something hidden behind those baby blue eyes of his.

The truth is there is something very different about Billy; something unique, something special perhaps. Visit the Melbourne museum you may see a glimpse and understand, his smile is immortalised on a few of the Egyptian vases. Or perhaps the small infant pictured behind Napoleon. HIstory has recorded Billy's face a thousand times over.....


Tuesday, May 23, 2006

It has been a while, i am suffering from a high degree of writers block. six months ago i would sit and let the bullshit flow from my mind to the keys, maybe my life is just boring now. I work, i eat, i sleep thats it. Sometimes i find time to see a play or art galery, the rest of my time is spent plannig a wedding and cuddling my fiance. Great plans of working part time, writing a novel, learning french, all out the window. Nw it is just a life of chamagne socialism, reading Karl Marx and handling out credit to a world already too far in debt. Planning to go away again but feel as though i should rush back to work. I want to travel again, want to put aus to my back. Poss to tow a company line for a while and try to move up into a job where i am paid to travel.

Heading out tonight live theatre tommorow maybe i will start some grand plans.

Dont hold your breath

Friday, May 12, 2006

what to say. It has been a long long week, new job, lots of hours at $20 an hour:)

Learning how the world of finance works. So many people so much debt. Money is funny, it only has a value becasue we believe it does. Kind of like gods. I can see a stock broker coming home, hey honey i transfered a lot of concepts around the world today and now i have more of them. Do people think of money as piles of money any more, you scrooge Mc Duck style a big vault and people swimmming in it. Or has money just become a series of numbers in buckets, bouncing all over the world.

Big weekend of conservation.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

"Last Goodbye"

This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it's over
Just hear this and then i'll go
You gave me more to live for
More than you'll ever know

This is our last embrace
Must I dream and always see your face
Why can't we overcome this wall
Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

Kiss me, please kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Monday, May 08, 2006

I have a new job, i am now helping to increase the amount of personal debt in the world. This is an important and rewarding position. Thankfuly it is ony part time, will look for a new casual position to fill in the tedium.

Some news just about to apply to go to South Africa through CVA. Very very exciting, counting babboons.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

still tired and ill.

I start my new job tommorow, still in a call centre, over qualified and stuck!!! the pay is good, and it is only part time, use my spare time to cover my tracks and plot bigger things for the future.

Been snappy at home. Maybe i expect to much.

Friday, May 05, 2006

I have only the penultimate peril to read then i have finished the series of unfortunate events collection. The last book is not released until october 13th... I wont make it that long
Wow just started re blogging and i am already getting lazy. I used to love to blog it was a therapy, i poured my emotions out, got worked up, tried to make my feelings sound clever, original, but i am just like everyone else.

Today i quit my job. Leaving one big corporate giant to work for annother, this time dealing with peoples money. Just annother corporate shell. At least this time it is only part time. Hopefully i will have the time to forfill soem of my dreams, well at least the ones i wont get arrested for.

I got a message on my blog below from someone whose blog i used to read. Blogs are funny like that, you walk in and out of peoples lives, more often than not they have no idea that you have even been there. Sometimes you leave a calling card just to let them know that you exist, or at least believe you do. Mostly you just look on, watch them live there lives silent, like some weird voyeur in the corner.

Never mind confused ramblings are fun.

Monday, May 01, 2006

I used to know what to write on my old blog. Now i stare at a screen, go hrmm and scratch my chin.. My life continues to be uncerain, i have had two successfull interviews, for a company which would be good to work for. Pay is good, and is part time. Then i would be able to study, to write and to do the things i want to do. I have annother interview today but i am as sick as a dog. You should feel how dry my nose is. I feel science falling by the wayside like every other course or project, flying, got bored, military, got bored, sales, got bored, traveling is the only thing which stays a constant. I want to be back out in the world. I am SO BORED here. Time to run