well well

well well indeedy. Quite well actually. extraordinarily well almost. heck give me a month and i reckon I'll have finally acheived a pretty decent form of happiness. only took me 6 months of pissing about and being miserable in this city, which is a damn sight better than the 5 years it took me at high school. Job-good, social life-improving, accommodation-soon to improve greatly. Healthy female relationship-OMFG I'm actually in one, now theres a first. like my main man jack johnson says, "this is how its supposed to be"
couple of downers, though i have improved greatly in all my various illnesses i'm still not quite 100%, and that better happen soon cause summer is really the only time i feel up to scratch. I've decided my flat is poison- i spent two days out of it and felt better than I had in weeks. Really cannot wait to move out, though hasty signing of contract means i kinda have to hang about another month or so. guitaring is damn painful now, what with work messing up my hands. I noticed a slight decline when i went home and busted a few mamajams. Another dampener on my rather upbeat life is the cold hard fact exams are fast approaching and i am far from prepared. Hell i've not been to spanish in 4 months, ?donde esta la bibliotech, pedro? but regardless of all that, right now i am content. plus my most excellent brother andrew gave me some comics which were awsome-preacher and priest. funny really, all our comic books seem to have ass kicking clergy in them-the most awesome being the legend that is BATTLE POPE-BUY NOW!!! saw a bunch of folk on sat that i hadn't seen in ages, everyones still much the same as how i remembered them and i dunno why i expected otherwise. half a year isn't really enough time for massive change. infact, as far as appearance goes, i'm the only one thats really changed, what with my impressivly long flowing mane that i have been cultivating with my special shampoo (ie soap, cause shampoos for rich folk) well best get the finger out and stick it in some literature. sorry for the late update my constant reader..(s?)

city life

Tiredly he walked home, carrying his meagre shopping-all of which was Tesco’s own brand. The leg, which had plagued him with pain for so long, was doing so again, aggravated by a dull 9 hour shift of washing pots and running errands. He was content though, life had recently and unusually good to him and he had a feeling things would continue this way.
A girl approached him, and that’s all she was. Just a girl, surely no older than 15. She looked cold and tired and miserable. He had an idea what she was going to say, but hoped that he had been mistaken. He wasn’t
“Looking for business mister?”
His heart fell. He shook his head feeling sorry for her. Living in such a neighbourhood he had come to expect sights like this. Yet never had it happened so early, or by someone so young.
“Sorry no thanks. Just tryin to get home”
“Ah, ok” she said, falling in step with him. “Its murder trying to find any this time”
“Hmmm” he said, like he had any idea about this whole different world.
He looked at her again. Frowning and feeling stupid he said “you hungry?”
She nodded
He went into his Tesco bag he pulled out an item
“Banana?”
She accepted it gratefully and ate it there and then. The darker part of him, the smart arse part that always had something to say thought, hmm, you gave a banana to a prostitute and she’s eating it. Hell you didn’t even need to pay to watch. He hated that thought, but there it was.
They came to cross roads and stopped.
“sure your not looking for business?”
“yeah well I have a girlfriend”
“oh”
“yeah like her a lot so…” he hated to dismiss her like this but there it was.
“well g’night mister and thanks. Take care”
“you too” He walked away, swearing at himself and wishing he had done more to help her. Being poor made it hard though. That cynical bitter part of himself told him that she was probably relying on the sympathy vote. That she was a scammer like half the other people in this shitty city were. Tiredly he trudged on.


That happened yesterday. Damn near broke my heart to see.

sel la vee

Man I’m finding it hard to keep this ole blog running. I always end up telling people everything over msn and it seems like I’m kinda repeating myself if I do. Also the fact that I suck as a writer might have a teensy bit to do with it. Been workin hard at the hotel, and had some nasty shifts this weekend-9-4 sat 9-5 sun. this was made much worst by me going out with my good buddy Crow Jane on sat. she seemed down so I figured drinking and talking about lesbians would cheer her up. Slightly overdid it though and got home at 4 with only a few hours sleep before work-where I died a slow and agonising and smelly death. On the plus we met up with some random, yet very friendly people and I got talking to a young lady. She too was pretty damn nice though worried I tried too much of the rob k charm (its like super glue-too much is pretty dangerous) Talk was all we did, which was actually fine by bob and I had a fair good time shootin the breeze with her. Doubt I’ll see her again, got the vibe that she wasn’t too keen on my age-me looking older than I do means women tend to think the same and when I tell them my real age they usually have a sudden lost of interest. No doubt its karma, what with all this other pain (now developed an ingrown nail as well and my hands are a mess from work) felt fair guilty about ignoring Jane as well towards the end. 1st day of uni was nice to see all the gals again and had a good time being geeky with wee Emma while we were on the grass (well we are students…) Had no classes at all, but I came in anyways just to have a little bit of social contact. Kinda hungry now, so it’s a mile walk/hobble home and then chow time.

fool me thrice

I see Jane mentioned dreams in her blog. I almost had a cool one. See I can do a nifty thing with dreams. When it’s a nightmare and it’s all getting a bit scary hairy, then I can actually concentrate and turn the dream in my favour. Hence, when these big ass demons started chasin me last night, I just imagined myself with one hell of a big sword and was just about to kick ass, when the phone awoke me. Ah well, maybe some other time
I have started up with The Stand again recently. Now that I’m halfway through things are happening and its all fairly kicking ass. Talking bout the book here-Steven king. Really do love his shit. Dark tower kicked ass-kinda fell apart at the end though, but whaddya gonna do?
The leg. Oh man the leg. Hell it got so bad I had trouble getting to sleep sometimes. I know I said I wouldn’t mention it again but there have been numerous…developments. 1st off I discovered Johnson’s baby powder was actually making it worst. My folks informed me of this after the pain got too bad and I fessed up to them. Mum being a nurse recommended suitable treatment, which finally lead me to discover what it is I got. I’d just like to say it is NOT something as exotic as an STD, which I worry some folk think it may be. Its just a result of malnutrition and illness. So there. With any luck I’ll be able to do a chuck Norris round house within a week.
Anyways, work is getting better. Getting to know (and dare I say woo…) the staff a bit better and can ask for meals and drinks now-both free. I also get paid weekly, which I think is better-no blowing one huge wad of money in one that way. Toilet still broke-leaving it so for another month might be a tad impractical…we’ll see what happens.
Out on tues with some of the crew-pretty decent turn out. A 12 hour drinking session is pretty damn tiring though and I was mega shattered at work the next day. I figured a new form of political protest out. As well as not paying my bills and taxes I’m also not going to vote. Ha talk about sticking it too the man, voting’s just what he wants us to do. More a fan of a one-ocracy myself, ie governing no ones actions but your own
Still alone a lot, still bored even more

stuff

well, checked out that flat. Quite fancy actually, though from the look of things my room will be slightly smaller. but basically everything else will be bigger, better and not covered in mould, so its more than fine by me. Its slightly further away than my current flat is from work and uni, BUT has far better transport links, so i can actually get the bus. Hopefully then distance will not be a problem in the slightest.
Yesterdays outing with double barrel carol was fairly enjoyable. we did the usual thing of me sponging food off of her whilst we talked guff. she seemed to think my spider man web slinging was the height of hilarity, which i thought a bit odd. I mean, its basically 100% coolness. also saw sammy sam, which was a nice suprise given i haven't seen her since leaving school. never really talked though, damn shame
The toilet started leaking big style this morning, so i emptied the top basin thingy and turned off the water. Hence, when you flush nothing will happen. downstairs was complaining about it though and it was the only thing i could think of. no way am i ringing a plummer (unless it was the mario brothers), what with their crazy insistance on being paid. All we'll have to do is load up the basin each time you need a flush, no worries at all.
Had to change shifts today. did morning instead of night, which i actually prefered. Met one super fine sexy waitress....meh, AND the awesomeness that was gypise. No idea if thats his real name but it sure suits him. apparently he's been traveling the world for 3 years and is just the crazyest most awesome dude ever. He can actually say "hey man, just chill" and make it sound cool! I mean come on, thats awesome.
well with any luck i'll be able to convince someone to hit the town with me and drink away the pain. or then, maybe not. maybe it'll be a repeat of peebles girls night, where the only one drinking was meee. On the plus they let me have the bed, but on the minus none wished to share. I still can't belive i fitted them all in, some impressive use of space by there-namely putting the comfy chair on top of the desk. and wonder of wonders i actually had cereal for breakfast today, which they kindly left over.
by god i'm bored and alonely

norgy

Ok, no more whining about the leg. no doubt karma figured i deserved it and who am I to argue. Work is coming on nicely, though the shifts are tiring. maybe once i'm fully recovered from illness it'll be fine. Man I get ill a lot, about 1/3 of the year i spend not feeling chipper, and this sleep deprived food lacking alcohol abusing student lifestyle is certainly not helping matters. Again all brought on by my own doings, so who am i to complain. Gordon called about a viewing for a flat, which i'm actually a bit concerned about. If its too far away, then work-which took me soooo long to find-will be jeprodized, early shifts anyways. One can only hope. I also have clashing commitments tommorrow-agreed to meet up with bestest best buddy carol-louise at roughly the same time, but i'm sure things will work themselves out.
In other news there is not 1, not 2 not 3, hell not even 4 women staying over at my flat tonight. The grand total of 5 will be forced to do as i bid them (though they were totally ignoring me eariler, really hurt my feelings) Better explain all this actually, before i get a rep (TOOO LATE) the peebles girls (friends of freinds who i became friends with) are at the secc, which i live near to see razorlight. and ole bobby boy being all heart kindly agreed to let them stay over....wink wink. course it means i'll be on the floor tonight as house rules means i give up the bed to anyone that don't want to share it, but on the plus they bought me foooood, which is of course open. I also have that polish vodka and some strongbow for which to get us all tipsy and to lower their standards and good judgement. seriosuly though, i'll prob have drunk most of it before they get back. more on that story later

sore again, this time all over rather than just the leg-though due to the sweaty environment i was working in-that was fair aggravated to. Thats right-finished my shift at work-7 hours-bit more than I'd like but not as bad as i figured it to be. The work itself is fairly standard, nothing new or exciting, just a bunch of sweating and tedium. A slight concern is the fact that they only have one KP on duty at any time-so theres no one there to show me and sneaky tricks other such KP lore. In fairness though, all the staff that I met seem freindly enough and certain waitresses were slightly wuff wuff...not that that matters much, given certain manly problems.
Mike the head chef was particularly cool, though he did keep saying the same thign over and over-"let the good times roll in" I in turn tried to think of a different reply each time-"Oh yeah" "mmhmm" "like a thunder cloud baby" etc

not much else to say really-i'm kinda on my lonesome in the big city so its gonna be fairly quiet and boring for much of easter i suspect. Promised dave I'd go up to ayr and meet him, so may give that a go. and beyond that-who knows, or cares.

later eager beaver reader