Days of God

last entry

2004-03-20T03:56:39Z

My journal has failed to achieve that which it was tasked with.
Therefore, i shall be no longer utilising it.

see below

2004-03-16T04:57:36Z

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Thanx, i needed that

mowing the lawns

2004-03-13T06:02:51Z

Life is hard, and sometimes just about unbearable, othertimes, its almost tolerable. And other times you get stung by a wasp.
Which has just happened to me, been out mowing the lawns and a fucking wasp stung me in the leg. Hurt, like a bastard. But continued on for about half hour (yeah and you want a big fucking section). Then got stung again in the same leg, in nearly the same place. Hurt even more, good thing though, i can no longer feel the first sting. Thankfully J-man finished off for me while i went and brought beer to make myself feel better.
Life. Fuck it, because it'll certainly fuck you.
Had major cunt of a week at work (I like that word, you want in my head then you have to put up with my language). So fucking angry, just had to go down to spca to get a couple of puppies, and pull their legs off. Who'd have guessed they wouldn't give me a puppy. Fuckers.
Such a long week, slept for nearly twelve hours. I'm interesed to see the results of this weekend though. We may have the making of the most stupid children in the world this weekend. Fashion followers and South African rugby players all in town at the same time. This is a combination rarely seen. They could be the most devestatingly supid and beautiful entities ever seen. Well, i guess we just have to wait for eight years.

winds

2004-03-09T05:39:50Z

Can't believe what unfurls around me. What level does my greed know, because i don't. Many friends with many problems. Perhaps i am a fool to think i can be helpful. I have no answers for these people... Yet i try and help...Oh well, shit happens, and i guess thats all i've got to go on really. Shit that is.
Were all just prisoners in dark little boxes, they call them minds, and sometimes the echoes of our selves are louder the screams of our neighbours.
I wander if i'll give a shit about these journal entries oneday, so far don't give a shit about all you lot reading this. Helps me become more disssociated from life. Always a good thing.
Time to go to the gym.

Lust

2004-03-08T10:41:33Z

Fuck she looks so good sometimes. Like blue skies after a month of rain, Ice in a desert, Air at the bottom of the sea. Hmmmm, no, cannot, but me so want to fuck her. But me so like her, nice person, good person. Lust...
But me cannot!
....Cannot?
....Will not!
Will not?
NO!!!!
Me need to do someon..thing.
Damn gymm, noone should be that flexible. Its just wrong. Bad me... Bad me...
Oh... had really good news. me not allowed to tell.

pondering paranoid pandas on "p"

2004-03-08T06:12:26Z

hmmm. Waiting... Well i'm not, i don't like waiting. I'm avoiding, i like avoiding. I'm avoiding going to the gymm. Ha! Just because there's a womyn there i want to shag? Nah, probably just because its the Gymm, and i still deny myself the pleasure of feeling good, and well thats a long story, which you wont want to hear.
But i'm going to go, still plenty of time.
Worried about a friend, but shouldn't he's certainly ugly enough to look after himself. People need hard times to make themselves ready for the worse times. My life has been a series of torments, interspersed with seconds of happiness (viz. cookies, drugs, and orgasms). It doesn't get any better than that, and i can't complain no fucker will listen.
Speaking of not listening, work is brewing up into a great big shit fight, over uniforms. They expect me to wear a uniform, HA, they may as well expect the sun to rise in the evening. Well it can be done, they just have to offer me enough money for the humiliation of it. Still nerves are all raw around the office, what can i say, its a good laugh, time to pull out the hot needles. Metaphorically speaking [grins].
Weekend wasn't bad, enjoyed my Saturday night, even if i did loose at tiddlywinks. Golf on sunday, and dinner on sunday night. Strange kind of tension in the air... what was that about. Wait i know... Can someone put a brick wall in front of my face and smash it into my head repeatedly.
Thinking about approaching Radio One and asking if i can do a talkback spot, latenight like. I'm not a student, but then i don't think flyboy was either. Well can only try. Would do a music show, but only want to do it because i look so good on radio (HA beat you all to it).
Luff you all. Must go to gymm.

Perfect crime

2004-03-06T05:48:58Z

I just had a vision, the perfect crime is were you would murder/steal from/etc someone and then have the very victim of the crime charged with the said offense.
Damn Drowninghail has just finished his shower, i always wanted to try the bates thing. Well patience my precious...patience...
Off to see a bottle of wine, a video and a friend. I love/hate life...
well gotta go...
Oh by the way, witnessed a rarerly seen event in nature. Something so precious and disturbing that a mere whisper can send scurrying from existence. I witnessed a J shaving... Like a feather on the breeze it was, so delicate and fleeting. In mere seconds it was over...Well thats once in 31 years. Maybe once more before i die will i witness such a trurly rare and disturbing thing.

Too fucking early.

2004-03-05T21:23:14Z

Womyn... You'd think i'd said enuff, and i could just leave it at that... But no i'm going to explain myself, and in so doing will probably prove myself wrong.
Actually it's not all women, i get on fine with those not in the following categories.
(1) Womyn i've slept with.
(2) Womyn i'm sleeping with.
(3) Womyn i want to sleep with.
The rest are fine, no complaints at all. Please for my sake avoid the above categories. So now that i've refined my definition of Womyn, {bashes head against wall}, i'll continue.
Now i respect and luff them all. Admire most of them too. I'm not going into why that is, you'll have to get me drunk before i'll tell you that.
Anyway stop rambling, got a text from a womyn last night... someone i knew quite intimately at one stage. [grins, remembers, a certain point, shakes head, smiles]. Now this text just tore my heart right out and slammed it on the ground, took a bit of time to poor lime, lemon, and a cup of salt onto it. Then jumped up and down on it, in a pair of high heels. As you can imagine i was not in a state of pleasant exuberance. Was going to send her a message back telling her that i never wanted to talk to her again, that i didn't want to have to deal with this hurt every time i encountered her. It was too much for me to bear, and as i had no wish for her to change it was best if i just slipped into the ether of her past, and vice versa.
Well it was something like that. But in the cold light of morning, i've decided not to. No i'll leave things the way they are, i'll decline her invitations and casual conversations. But i won't try and transfer the hurt that i feel onto her. She deserves better, i deserve to think better of myself.
Instead i'll go out and mow the lawns around Drowninghails bedroom windows. He's great for transferring my hurt onto. Though it is weird to be both writing these journal's and staying in the same house. By the way has anyone seen where my log splitter has got to.

Oh and i did work out why i was so fixated on exterminating the billions of religious idiots in the world. I've come to the end of the romance period at work. No longer is it the bright shiny new 140 year old company that it was a couple of weeks ago. But i luff it still... for all its faults, bitches and bastards. So there, anyway i don't have any choice. Need to acquire 12 months consistancy at this employment. Have a bad track record for that, out of 14 jobs, only two have gone for more than a year.

I was born under a wandering star.
Come back you fucking shit, come back.

hmmmm

2004-03-04T05:59:06Z

I wonder what you all think of me?.... Hmmm, wait... no don't give a crap. My ideas are my own and i like them, like to push your boundaries, get you thinking.
Somebody once said.
Its like were all standing in a big house talking, living, arguing, loving, etc, etc. And i don't like the way thing's are, i can see that it's not right. So i want to change the way it is in the house, i want to show them what i can see out the window. Show them my vision of what it could be. So the best way i can show them that vision is to jump out the window. I don't expect them all to follow me, i don't even think i want them to. But it will sure as hell draw some attention to my window.
That fullah Ken pissed off a lot people in this country, and still does, and will do some more.

Religion is not a personal choice. Tolerance and choice is an ideology being fed to us by the fucking Americans. Just as the germans stood by as the Nazi's exterminated the Jews, we are standing by as the Yanks exterminate the Muslims. Soon this will turn to other groups, just as the Nazi's turned their eyes (and the American eye is so much greater) to other groups. We stand upon the brink of a tradgedy so great we cannot comprehend its suffering and torment. We do this because we are taught to tolerate all religions. Therefore we must defeat those who do not tolerate. By the very nature of our tolerance we pledge ourselves against those who are different. You side in a war against our fellow human being, renounce all religion, every ounce of it that seeks to poison our minds. We are humanity, that is our commonality, not tolerance.
There can be only one religion... and let that religion be none.

[climbs down off soapbox]

I wonder why i find this so important at the moment?

Thursday

2004-03-04T05:06:23Z

Hey journal how the fuck are you. I've been slacker this week than last. But just you just tell me how the fuck i fit everything into a week. Bill collectors knocking on my door. Reaching for my Axe...Drip...Drip...Drip....
Say anyway, been feeling really pissed off with work. But i guess its just the fact that the romance period is over, and now i've got the white collar blues. Need to go back into business for myself, except i need to make it a legal business this time. The tax rates are just to fucking high in crime. Maybe i'll open a serial killers fashion shop...You know bain jersey's over there. Grey camo pants on the rack. Graham boots...I think the best bet will to be to buy a franchise. I deal with a lot of franchise holders, they seem to do pretty fucking well for themselves?
"Can i Kick It." A tribe called quest.
What is it with the anatomy of a human that is so arrousing???? Can anyone explain that... I'm starting to feel like a monkey. I just seem to be able to put aside my appreciation for a fine arse. And if you watch monkey behaviour their the same. We may have atom bombs, and DVDs but if we evolved out of monkeys why didn't we evolve out of our arse fixations? Personally i think Darwin was just drunk.
And if any christian fucker thinks that this is an opportunity to point to their dumb arse story about creation i invite you to. Because i'll track you across the globe and kick you to death with great big fluffy mickey mouse slippers. The last thing you will ever see will be that stupid smiling fucking mouse covered in your own blood and brain matter.
Actually do christians have brain matter???? I'd be interested to know, or find a volunteer to experiment on.

F.A.C

2004-03-02T05:18:01Z

Welcome, one and all if your easily offended then piss off and die, if your under age, and haven't been offended yet, then good on yah, enjoy your education.

F-Fanatic
A-Atheist
C-Confederation

We, F.A.C. would like to announce our precense within your ranks of muddled lives. We represent an institution that seeks to push forward the political motives of those among us who have been persecuted for generation after generation for the absolute belief in the truth that nothing is out there (with the possible exception of some long lost bbc episodes of D.W.). Hung, tortured and generally pestered by all those religous morons for the past 10,000 we are finally coming into our own time. The time of the Maitrea (i think thats how you spell it) has arrived for those of thus who are intelligent enough, willed enough, and generally grown up enough to realise...That there are no GODS! And as for those of you "New Age Spiritualists" the only spirits you will find are lurking about in a gin bottle. Belief and faith are the tools of oprression that have long grown cold. No longer do they have the power to weild the fiery brands of torture and murder that you have used to usurp your power of humanity. We can be free, it is their in front of us, we need only unshackle ourselves.
Concern yourself not with the stories of why you should accept slavery, but imagine yourself free of such stories. Empower yourself to create your own stories of reality and wonderment, embrace the courage of a children. We are flesh, thought, and feeling, we are nothing more, and certainly nothing less. This in itself is the greatest gift we could be given. Time is fleeting and immeasurable, and we have been given but a sliver of this time to breath, love, and die... Do not let your breaths be wasted on tales that seek to take your power and weild it for themselves.
For centuries we have been enslaved by these stories, and only now is there the possiblity of escape, as the chaos of a billion visions comes into conflict, a moment of clarity is possible. A butterfly to be crushed and brutalised like every generation before it, or the raven to ascend into the skies and feast on the dead and dying of the battlefield. Freedom is never pretty, but it is freedom, it comes at a cost...

do you want to pay that cost...

would all would be fanatics please line up at the blue door, all others please exit through the showers to my right...

slacker

2004-02-29T23:41:55Z

been slacking off for a few days, both in terms of my journal and work, and life in general.
Went to Oamaru on Saturday night. Was completely decieved into going, was told that it would be fun and there would be many single women. Well that was technically true, BUT, Christians don't count, nor do women that make J look fat, and while drunk women with big tits are a hoot, i've enough flash backs to deal with. Besides their needs to be some challenge. Personally i think my travel agent was on a malicious vendetta, never trust a librarian. Still i think i got revenge, with a bit of luck there will still be a hand print on her arse (no fucking americans here, ok).
Friday i spent at a friends place, talking and shit, it's a bizare addiction getting to know new people. They don't know me for my real faults, and are actually willing to talk to me. Ahhh if only i could shut up sometimes...never mind. I've been giving up drinking, so have only consumed a bottle and a bit of wine, and about a dozen bottles of beer, or more. So thats going well.
I'm getting pissed off with work. One week without a cellphone...FUCK!!!!!!!! And i'm getting hassled about wearing a fucking uniform, this ain't a fucking school. I can't believe how fucking moroninc some people can be. Sucide is painless, well it certainly is in comparrison to the intelligence of some people. I may as well be selling macs.
Speaking of mac's i piked out on my inaugral dinner party. Decided i wanted to have various people around for dinner. On an ongoing basis, something a little out dated perhaps in this day and age, or is just my age. But i do like cooking for people... its fun and you can get rid of the people you don't like, you just build up a reputation of great dinner parties, then accidently poison someone. Do you know who you are? You will be reading this, but don't be paranoid, i will get you, your going to....

quickie

2004-02-26T00:03:19Z

Just a quickie for my sanity. Which if you see it, please kick it to death. Since i had no entry for last night... i was busy, hanging out with a friend. Good time it was yes... and i excersied the buddhist philosophy of non-desire. Suffering comes from unfulfilled desire, cease your desire and you cease your suffering. Simple really. in other words, despite rumours to the contrary i was not engaged in any activities of a carnal nature...
Life moves on, looks like J has got an opportunity to get some money and start paying me money. Oh the money, show me the wombat!!!
At work, or more precisely skiving off work... Here's my quickie for the day (of no-one and everyone in particular)

Eyes of Fire and Shadow,
Ice pale skin, burning to my touch.
heaving, shuddering, tremoring flesh.
Gasping breaths, drydocked goldfish.
Perfumes, scents, sex reeking.
Awkward embraces, fumbling fucking.
Eyes touching over a million miles.
Passion and desire, selfish compassion.
Love of lust burning down the night.
One day...
...i'll learn to love...
...and be loved.
But for this lonely night...
...i'll just fuck.

ORC

Enjoy people, Back to the two lane black top i go.

another day, another plot against the overlords.

2004-02-24T10:18:48Z

sleepy....so sleepy, i feel like i've been unable to actually sleep for months. This may actually be closer to the truth than i like. Last weekend sort of fucked all my sleep patterns, even though i slept through most of the weekend. Just starting to recover from that, yet now i need to recover from my week.
Well at least i can have a somewhat early night. Students please fuck off with your comments, some of us have to pay taxes to pay your god damn fees (Now you'll bleat about having to pay 10%, or maybe its 15). Lazy bastards get a job. Was going to visit a friend for a bit of a chat and a little bit of nookie (maybe?). But thats been put off till another time. Yes tyrant i know what your thinking, and maybe i will.
Works still work, still flirting, but i have the feeling someone is flirting back? But then i'm probably just paranoid. Apparently the cities on fire, not that i could care too much. Actually in a good mood. Went to the Gymm tonight. Excercie, punish the body for it is evil. Obviously the hangover in the weekend was telling me to work out all the poisons in my liver.... So i can make room for more.
Need to do this gymm thing more often, and eat better, i eat like shit, no worse, i eat like an american. I'm probably responsible for the death of my own rainforest, i wander if they'll name a wasteland after me. Need to take accountability for this, what i eat not the fucking rainforests, i say save the rainforests, collect three and get a free chainsaw.
Sex is good, intimacy is better, but either gives me a clearer head with which to see the faces in the rain. Hi there faces. Someone suggested i take up councilling, but that wouldn't be fair on the poor councillor. Besides i'd rather spend my money on a tattoo, nice big MW or something.
I was going to say something profound, but i'll probably die of old age before then so good night.

Home Invasion

2004-02-23T09:37:43Z

Well the house has been invaded by a tall skinny bastard. But thats OK, i suppose, he's promised to do shit around the house. Which its about time someone did. Fuck who's bitch is who, i even sorted the bastard out a car for $25.00. As in a real car with four wheels, four doors, and an engine that runs. Well he did buy me pizza, not that this will suffice. I need souls, not fussed whose, but i need souls. When i get to hell i need something to trade, and good sunglasses and a fast car won't suffice. Plenty of souls that's my plan. By myself a nice little position, a dukedom, inquisitor, maybe even mac salesman (could i really get that many, note there are some i won't trade, personal favorites you know, like my first aquisistion, etc).
Works work, as always, couple of hours for coffee and a fluster for the minutes between. Gotta find a diamond tomorrow. And make a deal or two. Had some ugly fucker come in today who wanted to get some advertising. And dude if you are reading this, brush your fucking teeth, you smell like you've eaten dog shit for a month. Jesus fucking Barry Christ... What is it with people in the 21st century, haven't you heard of hygeine. Fucking cave bears, rolling around in your own shit. Make me fucking puke, and speaking of which my stomach is still playing up... I have to give up drinking... Sad... So sad... no more Boddies.
Anyway watch out for the lego.

sand dunes

2004-02-22T07:35:00Z

Feeling like i'm walking up a three mile sand dune.
Thoughts of bright warm sun filled days, lighthouses, long grass and smoke in the air. Magpies lurking in old macrocarpas. Old cars, and bad hair, though more of it.
Police cars coming down sandy tracks...
Sweet dreams always have shadows lurking, thats what makes it sweet.
Do i only feel good when i can walk between the raindrops?

My hangover still persists. Think i have a stomach ulcer. Must stop drinking, killing myself slowly with the way i live. Better to do it faster. Never made it out last night, disappointed. Maybe valium would have helped?

Theres an axe floating above my head, but silently tonight, not screaming as it has a tendency to do sometimes. Blood runs deep when you cut with an axe. My family was not cut with an axe thats for sure, though i wish they were.

Do you really want to make sense of this???

My head Hurts

2004-02-21T04:04:09Z

I've just got up, and my head hurts, well actually its just stopped hurting, thats why i've gotten up. Damn cheap beer, no i didn't say that please beer gods i didn't say that. $2.00 pints hmmm, they tasted so good, i think i was fine till the last round, when we brought 10 pints, for 5 of us, and i had about 3 of those. One of them quite quickly, though probably not under my old time of 3 seconds for a pint, but close. Skulling pints is like falling off a bike...something you shouldn't do if you can help it.

The first band Fryatt Swamp, just sucked, but hey they were kids, in fact i wandered if they were actually allowed in the place...But hey it was nice to see that their mums came down to watch. I'm not kidding about that either. The other three gigs were really good, My mate Graham did a solo piece which was fucking cool, good original stuff. The last band Smallfish were also really rocking with a funky bass section, and some soulful vocals. The sound engineer was a hard case, his philosophy was that the music had to sound good in the pisser, and untill he had that sorted out in there he knew he wasn't getting it quite right in the main area. Very true it was, the sound was of an exceptional quality while you stood there taking a piss. (Can't speak for the squatters.) Very cool evening, mind you it could have something to do with how drunk i was to.

All in all was a good lad, and stayed out of trouble, though i did give some wanker shit on the street on the way to the taxi stand.
But nothing happened, ergo i was a good boy. Took a cab home and then crashed. Have woken several times during the day to the sound of my body in fits of pain, it no longer thrills at the joys of proccessing accesive alcohol consumption, actually i can't remember if it ever did. Anyway i'm going to grab something for dinner now, watch the Godfather part 2, and then i'm going out to queer night.

someone stole my boat

2004-02-20T05:52:09Z

Thats right someone stole ma boat. Though they are expected to return it, then i can go for a spin... Though someone has suggested i don't buy it till next summer. Don't understand this personally... I don't have a boat, therefore i need a boat. This is perfectly logical to me. I did tell everyone that my middle name is Noah. No don't doubt it i am after all the epitomy of a drunk. So far i've had a beer everytime i've made an entry into my journal, that i way i can be assured of not having a drinking problem, merely an exhibitionism problem. This is after all exhibitionhism in the written form. Keep a personal journal and let everyone read it.

So my day, i committed one act of evil, and several acts of flirting. Flirting is after all not evil, it is a natural human interaction, just like homosexual sex. Speaking of that, need to go down to the DESTINY Church, this weekend, there's a cult leader who needs to be heckled. See if he can convert this hellspawn, i think not, give me 15 minutes with Adolf and i'd have him begging for forgiveness for only exterminating about 6 million monkeys. Hey not that i'm racist, were all monkey's, its just some of us developed brains, the rest of us developed religion.... {sighs and climbs down off soap box}

So flirted with my workmates again...always good fun. Hope no-one considers this harrasment, not that i'm descerning i'll flirt with anyone, regardless of anatomy. But i try and find the line, it's usually pretty tough because i try to jump as far past the boundaries as possible, then back track till everyone is comfortable. Then if no-one complains do it again...and again...yeah you get the point. People are like Gin and Tonics, you need to stir them a little or they end up all sweet on top and bitter down deep.

My evil act for the day... I propagated an act of fear advertising. Advertising that is designed to destroy one's self esteem completely and totally, feed off your fears of mortality and social acceptance, render the reader awash with anxiety and self doubt...Then offer the miracle cure by ringing us noW!!!!!! Well someone's gotta be a bastard, and it's sure written on my birth certificate, just look who signed.

Your task for today... Do something non P.C. (politically correct) in a place where it is expected. Free your fellow human being. People are enslaved by notions of PC! We need to open upto our own horrific nasties. {hey look i'm back up on my soap box, how did that happen}.
Bring peace to the world, kill a yank.
I'm off to get drunk and hopefully laid, not that will happen, i'll drink too much and suffer the usual equipment failure. But thats another story for another time.

Night Drops

2004-02-19T06:04:08Z

The day's coming to an early end.. I need sleep... Both my phones have gone flat...YAY!!! But i luff you all... Just leave me alone...
Work finished ok, busy day tomorrow i think, but shall try to allow enought time for flirting and coffee... its the only thing that makes work worth while. Lets me just give a big round of applause to my boss for his excellent taste in employee's. Which is obviously reached its peak with me... but there are definetly some fine additions to the ranks. Speaking of which...

One of my comrades in evil is playing a gig at ARC tomorrow nite, and they've got $2 pints. What a nite this promises to be, give the band shit and get pissed cheap. Let it not be said that i will deny being a cheap bastard.

Its a friends 21st today... so i sent a little something in the post for she's a good sort... it makes me all nostalgic for old friendships and my early twenties... Actually nostalgic is a bad way to describe me early twenties. Curious is a better way to describe my feelings towards those days.... Cause i have no fucking idea what i did for about five to seven years... Sex, Drugs and rock roll... And not in that order. Actually it was more like Drugs, Drugs, drugs, and more drugs...

Today's advice. You know you've done to many drugs when you can no longer form sentences longer than a single syllable. When you arrive at the point where you can no longer communicate by grunts, "yeahs" "nahs", and "huhs" your fucked, just fucked, trust me your totally fucked...

***legal disclaimer**** i have not done nor did do any illegal narcotics. And i will vigrously deny any such allegation... There are no witnesses so you and the horse you rode in on can go get fucked.

briney seas

2004-02-19T00:36:50Z

Lunchtime, and i'm at home, had the car at work again. Being slack, its all this interacting with J, its infecting me...
Anyway whisky will cure that. Where was i, cruisy morning, made some more monopoly money. This month should be pretty good on the old wallet i'm hoping. Needs to be the bloody fines are mounting faster than i can masturbate. $390 in fines at the moment, just picked up another $10 one for parking. At least there's no demerits for parking, but give the fuckers time they'll work it out.

Been out shopping and brought new shoes. How's that i've now matched J for excitement. Also went boat shopping, nice little 17' maclay boat with a 90hp Johnson, got my eye she does. Be a good fishing/diving/even bit of waterskiing and general blah blah. The best thing about boating is you can drink and boat... and if people piss you off just take them shark fishing...lovin that idea. J you coming back soon aren't yah.

Gonna go play golf tonight. Cause i'm a civilised like that, wonder if that damn dog is coming along. It's not the dog that bothers me its the thing that it drags round on the end of a rope that i find annoying...

all right time to go back to the orifice, if i don't get back in time i won't have time to go out for coffee.

d0c_wh0 @ 2004-02-18T22:41:00

2004-02-18T09:58:04Z

Well its been a long and pretty uneventful day. I arrived late at work, mainly because i set my alarm to go off 15 minutes before work started. It was a late night, i needed to sleep in, can't be cheery and nice to the masses when your eyes are lying face down on your cheeks. Nice one to the person who kept me up all night last night, and sorry i left, but you know, i needed to sleep in.
I will try and not identify the people in my life as i go along in this tirade of dribble, but i will identify all the bastards i meet on my journeys through my WORLD!
Anyway... Managed to get my bollocks caught in a gin trap this morning, but hey there used to it. And i quickly tore my way free, for those of you who need a brain that is a metaphor, i lost my testicles many years ago, but thats another story. So with crisis avoided, i was able to do some good in my job, and even fuck off for coffee after only being in the office for 30 minutes. We talked child cancer and other fun stuff, and the old insane prick came and waffled some bullshit at the cafe. I will kill him one day, just you wait, you old fucker. Back to the plot. I survived several thousand up on the beginning of the day, and thats all good in the game of monoply. Flirted a wee bit today, but was to busy to really go for gold. I work with far to many beautiful and interesting women. Tried to score a couple of free crates of beer... Wonder if that will pay dividends???
Finished work and drove home, only the fou...wait got to get a beer...ahhhh.... only the fourth time i've taken the car to work. Love my car, hope i'll be sober enough to put it in the garage tonight. Drove out to the airport and back listening to the sounds... nice and relaxing driving through the country side pouring out pollutants, its the real reason we live. The industrial dream, killing the green.
Wednesday roleplaying night...no roleplaying... which is good, like to be consistent in these things. Played a board game...Zombie!! or some such thing... good, drank beer and laughed and was generally out of order...consistency... see i am a good person.

The bitch is coming back!!!! Thank god, the lawns need raking so badly, and i've lost the rake, he can buy me another one when he gets here.