Progress on anything worthwhile just seems so slow. Never time, always an excuse. It's a hateful thing to be a consumer and not a producer. One of these days I'm going to disappear off the planet and few will notice, fewer remember. Either that or I'm finally going to stop sitting on the sidelines and actually do something. Yeah alright alright I'm depressed I admit it. I'll get over it, we all will one of these days, death is really a final solution to that. Now don't pretend to be shocked....it's not that bad is it?
Monday, January 29, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Saturday, January 20, 2007
My fans I apologise. I know that all four of you have been disappointed by my lack of new posts lately but there is a reason. I've become a hopeless myspace junkie these past few weeks. Well, what's a newly single man to do in this day and age? It's there in your face, so might as well use it, right? What are you to do when you wake at 4 in the morning and are feeling thoroughly tetchy and would otherwise toss, turn and mull over the dastardly things you'd like to do to certain people that have crossed your path and brought you harm? Better to cruise eh? Better to cruise.....
One day I'll no doubt write a story about it "Confessions of a myspace cruiser." That'd touch a few nerves with a few people I think. You just never realised just how many itchy fiends there were out there, male and female both. Gay and straight, bi and trans.....it's a big old virtual party out there in myspace land.
Not that sex is the only motivation for these things. There are other things that come into it like music....that must represent at least a percent or two or one and a half.
So what else is new? New job...that's going alright. Enjoying going out at night a bit more these days, getting in touch with my inner party animal. Been domestic enough long enough. It was about time for a change. No doubt I'll go back to a quieter routine again before long.
Yes I know I probably should say something here about politics. Isn't that one of the main raisons d'etre of these blog things? Myspace is all about the sex, blogger is all about the politics. John Howard, get fucked. How's that sound. If I didn't think he should just get fucked before I was unfairly and perhaps legally dismissed from my job, he should definitely get fucked now. You're going to lose the next election Johnnie, all those years in power have finally gone to your head and turned your brain to mush. I think that's enough isn't it?
One day I'll no doubt write a story about it "Confessions of a myspace cruiser." That'd touch a few nerves with a few people I think. You just never realised just how many itchy fiends there were out there, male and female both. Gay and straight, bi and trans.....it's a big old virtual party out there in myspace land.
Not that sex is the only motivation for these things. There are other things that come into it like music....that must represent at least a percent or two or one and a half.
So what else is new? New job...that's going alright. Enjoying going out at night a bit more these days, getting in touch with my inner party animal. Been domestic enough long enough. It was about time for a change. No doubt I'll go back to a quieter routine again before long.
Yes I know I probably should say something here about politics. Isn't that one of the main raisons d'etre of these blog things? Myspace is all about the sex, blogger is all about the politics. John Howard, get fucked. How's that sound. If I didn't think he should just get fucked before I was unfairly and perhaps legally dismissed from my job, he should definitely get fucked now. You're going to lose the next election Johnnie, all those years in power have finally gone to your head and turned your brain to mush. I think that's enough isn't it?
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
If there's one thing the net is good for, it's good for providing a convenient hole to disappear into in times when the real world, so-called, isn't worth participating in. You can drift off down all sorts of little byways, sink as deep as you like into the mire and however bad you get, surely there's a whole lot of someones out there who are a whole lot sadder and more pathetic than you are.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Watching the cricket this morning, it felt like one of those historical moments when everyone comes together, at least fleetingly, and the idea of country and tradition actually means something. A genuine moment for the closeted cricket tragic in all of us.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
It is really a fine thing to have some time all to yourself occasionally. Some time out from work and other commitments. Some time to reflect and just be yourself whatever that may mean. We all need structure but there are those moments when letting go of structure could lead to some revelation small or large, a change of direction, a flash of light.