Date:	2008-11-06 20:54
Subject:	I'm back!
Security:	Public
Mood:	chipper
Music:	Random Tracks

WOW.. like.. WOW, its been since 2003 since my last post.. how fast did that go!!

Ok so whats been going, I'm still sorting though my mp3's in alphabetical order, I've spent the last two months traveling around Europe which was awesome and I wish I never came back, I'm in a job i hate and cant get another job till I get a homeloan otherwise I'll have no chance of getting approved due to previous work history, If I do get approved I'll be locked into a 20 year morgage and will probably loose my job anyway due this 'current finacial climate', I still want to build a castle however I have no building experience or money to do it and fear if I do end up getting this loan that I'll never have the opertunity to even attempt this ridiculas dream of mine.. AT LEAST GIVE ME THE CHANCE TO FAIL MR LIFE!!

Of course I have no one to blame but my self, its my choices that will steer this wreck of a life I'm living.. am I be melodramatic.. yes.. my lifes not bad at all, its actually.. really good, and havnt thought about killing my self for quite a long time! HIGH FIVE!, I have decided I'm going to take more holidays, geting payed for them is going to take at least 6 months as it seems I got payed for my unpayed leave and now have minus leave accrued :S

So what about the rest of life, the bits in between the cracks that seem to define who we really are? well thats for the next post.. I have to go now

siting bouncing.. lost in thought as always, trying to think of nothing.. how radiculasly ironic. Finally got my website out of my brain, im not happy with it, but the need for some kind, any kind of progress has broken though my designers block... tick tock, i love that song, u know the one "Clock".. cold play.. thats them.

hehe.. its me in the corner, i remember that pic seems like ages ago.. hang on, it was.

my cars still not done.. and im sick of saying its not, just thinking about it pisses me off "bet you didn't think it would take that long" fuck u, i didn't have a plan i just did it. Why does everything have to be planned im sick of planning, i was never any good at it.. i think its genetic.. or maybe im just a retard.

its really cool how winamp mixes tracks together now, i really should start making some music again, dosnt seem to be any time to do anything latley. I rigged up my headphones to my computer.. its taking me away, which is what i need i think.. a break from reality, even cheese tunes are calming "All saints - Pure Shores"... errr, have i finally cracked? Im going to go though all my mp3's in alphabetical order, sounds like an adventure :D

so many things to buy tables, bookcases, books to go in the bookcases, coffee tables, food, dog food, more dog food. I should be payed twice what i am, then again.. should'nt everyone? no fuck it, i cant be bothered being philosophical I should be payed me.. i dont think anyone realises what a mental strain working with the public is.. what is it? like 80% of the brain is used for human interaction.. or something like that... and not only that.. u begin to predict everything.. you know what people are going to say next... everyone thinks they are important u can see it as they walk though the door.. 'I am here! fuck off everyone else, your all worthless compared to me, give me a new toaster, no one said i needed to clean it!' get over your self Jo or Jan Public, invisable to how fragile their worthless lives are.. but yeah.. we can be pessimistic, or pesimastic, specasticsemastic it dosnt really matter... I started reading a book.. its a good book it's all about how we can control and understand the world... cool hey, yeah..

oh.. i almost forgot! guess what!... i'm happy and have been for a while now, oh... and i got an XBOX.. cool hey.. get my licence back soon.. well still two months, but its all good! i think i'll buy a car.. not sure what yet i'm thinking something cheap like a silvia so they cops don't have any excuses for being dickheads this time.

finally found the problem with my net connection.. there was a problem with our exchange.. it only took them 3 months and 500 odd wasted phonecalls to find that out.. what that $125? pfft.. what would i do with $150 anyway.. spend it on getting stoned.. oh yeah, i dont smoke, what about getting pissed? oh yeah! silly me i dont do that either. Abe's oddessy is a cool game, i recommend it highly, can't wait till i get my xbox chiped so i can get some other games, might even try and use it as an mp3 server.. or is that too geeky? its hard to tell any more, the world is spinning far too quickly.. tick tick.. an hour.. a day.. a week. a year, oh fuck i'm 24 that was quick... why do i like Aphex Twin? i think i have underestimated the power of alternating auditable waves that make purty patterns in my brain.. i think we appeaciate music coz its one thing in this world thats faster than us, what do u mean by that? hmm.. Iketa is a nice track infact im going to turn winamp to 40%.. ahh.. that better *Ameibein smiles..

I think i want to move out.. but i dont want to rent.. the concept of renting is stupid, its such a waste of money, money... money i hate that word, almost as much as i hate the word..

i have seen some good movies latley... 'On' another good track *Ameibein smiles again... a nice french movie a weird american movie which made me feel sick when a girl cut her wrists.. actually it wasnt the cutting and the wrist that made me feel sick.. i think my stomach just dosnt react well to seeing life die.. dieing is something that is the oposite of whats ment to be... its the death i dont like.. not the dead, but i dont fear death.. maybe i will when it looks into my eyes and sees the fraile boy inside.

i really should start organising my self.. it is one of the things that i feel i need to do, i dont feel i NEED to do alot of things.. but organization is in me.. maybe its what gives life stability.. but as i am just a human i will sucome to my peers and be the least i can be as anything that requires me to be the best i can is far too hard, as hard as cooking.. i wish i could cook... or is that just another cop out. hmm..

lol.. 'powerpill pacman' classic *Ameibein giggles.

i watched a documentry on arnie swartzgiveup twas really good, i respect him now in a weird kinda way, as much as i can respect any body builder anyway.

i drove today.. how evil am i, the stupid retravision van.. i justified it buy thinking a cop would be fucking retarded to pull over the retravision van *Ameibein thinking about what he is saying.. I installed a big phat TV today, Hi-Def and all the bitzors, nice people, but i am almost making a consious effort to be an arsehole... hehe, wonder why.. any ideas?

ok thats enough.. better get back to reality

Date:	2003-05-13 01:18
Subject:	What's this thing?
Security:	Public
Mood:	mellow
Music:	PVD - Somthing boppy

Whats this thing, some kinda online journal?

ok, it's been a while.. and alot has happend in the land of Ameibein, it has been an amazing few months, i am currently half way though a much needed holiday, suprizingly i have made progress with my engine converstion just a few more baby steps.. but progress none the less..I had court today.. but managed to get it ajourned till next month so i can get some legel assistance and all the relavant ammo for fighting my case, i only hope that i havnt pissed of the cops by moving the date forward... ahh well, just another speed hump in the highway of life.. not that you see many speed humps on highways, but its a metaphore.. use your imagination.

i have things to do tomorrow..u know.. them things... that u can't quite remember.. but they have to be done.. the ones u forget about.. untill its too late.. hmmm, transfer funs.. get haircut.. think think think... umm umm..
hmmm

Sailing blindly though the sea of life, dense mist across my bow, genital lapping of the earth water reminding me of where I am, harpoon though my heart letting life leave this place this battered shell the excuse for being.

I whip a tear from my eye. looking at the screen and the words I write realizing how pointless it is, reflecting on lost loves watching them float past, the musty stench of rotting fish and seaweed

I watch a thick chain hanging from the mast, a large rusted iron hook, I imagine it pierced though my chest ripping my tour so in two, the blood and guts and pain stilling forth drained of life I lye contently hanging from this hook.. attract to the chain

Date:	2002-12-29 03:10
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	hot

Due to recent evens I have decided to once again update my journal on a regular basis , things of late have been unnecessarily complected and it seems as well as consciously offending people.. I do it when I am unconscious.. asleep.. on the crapper.. and when I'm eating, I am not sure if I should adapt the 'I don't give a fuck about anyone' technique.. or if I should continue to tolerate the ignorance of others... time will tell.

Anyway Christmas went well.. it reminded me how good reality is and how fucked online relationships are.. if it's the people or the medium on which we communicate is another matter. one cousin who I thought was yet another casualty of society and displayed signs of hope.. if only he would loose them around him that are amplifying his insecurities I think he would pull his life back together again, and his sister who I have not seen for years is filled with stories of over seas travel.. and a myriad of other amazing life experiences, and still she feels empty.. when I sat there listening to these people I know so well I couldn't help but feel some what hollow.. I have no interesting stories to tell either good or bad.. my life is just empty. or at least it seems when I sit here writing this to you.

There are still unresolved issues I have with my online.. friends.. and I think I have fucked most of them up beyond repair, so I will save them the 'pain' of my existence and just leave. I have never ran away from a problem in my life, I will always face it and persist until it is rectified.. or till I I am satisfied with the outcome.. good, or bad. but now for some reason I am avoiding this, it could be the heat.. it could be me.. it could be anything really. So I am going to say the following to each of these people I feel I have unresolved issues with..

I am who I am.. I care for you all, more than most would, more than you probably know. I fuck up a lot because I am constantly questioning my self, and constantly trying to understand you when you won't communicate with me for what ever reason. I am alone and try to fill this with your friendships some times expecting more than I should. I am opinionated and far from intelligent.. I say stupid things I regret, but usually only when I my feelings are twisted, as I reach out for you grasping for and pushing you away all at once. If you want this person in your life you know how to find me. If not I'm sure the hiccup that was me didn't upset you too much, I am ready to move on regardless now, I hope to see you, you all know what you mean to me.

Date:	2002-12-18 23:03
Subject:	The Beginning
Security:	Public
Mood:	calm
Music:	Wave song

The dawn has come and with it a new chapter in the book of my life.

I awoke to find my self lying on a beach, beside me was a back pack, still damp from my apparent aquatic journey and a few meters from that was a deflated rubber dingy, I had obviously been lying there for some time as my cloths were almost completely dry, I took my shoes and socks off and walked inland to find a place free from sand to dry them. The shore was lined with various trees and plants and other products of millions of years of evolution. I came across a fallen tree and decided it would make a perfect washing line, I lay them flat and uncreased for maximum dryage, a gust of wind then blew them into the ground covering them in sand, temporarily voiding me of the sense of accomplishment, my first invention was to be a device used for securing cloths to the tree washing line to stop them from blowing away. I sat on the beach facing the waves rolling ever forward, hypnotized by there repetitive tango I rest my eyes and think of nothingness.

Date:	2002-12-06 01:24
Subject:	Posting the green mile
Security:	Public
Mood:	complacent
Music:	BT - ESCM

Looking though lots of new music.. some awesome stuff. talked to a friend I have not talked to in months and months! good to catch up.

Date:	2002-12-04 01:18
Subject:	Out of control
Security:	Public
Mood:	distressed
Music:	Sunset in Ibiza - Three Drives on a Vinyl

It hurts to look down upon the earth from way up high, far from the issues that really matter not the superficial crap I see to be the end of this world I see below, I am in a bubble, trapped and protected, my vision is blurred, my perception is distorted, I so wish I could see though the eyes of others, or would I see the same.

I am stuck in the half way point between two correct answers, should I take the high road or the low road, back off.. or push forward.. I feel my heart will split in too as I assure my self there is no correct answer, I can live with half a heart.

There is however clarity falling down upon me as I walk my path, little things that I know I must do.. even if I don't want to do them. There is one thing that I am sure of in this life I live.. and that is time, it never stops, and neither do we. as slaves to time we are dragged sometimes unwillingly forward, why can't I stop.. why can't I slumber, why can't I shake these chains that bind me too time.

What is it about us that makes us willingly endure pain. Fear.. I stand before you, my eyes fixed on yours, never flinching, always focused, I will NOT back down.. I will NOT be defeated. Where does this power come from.. it is fueled by anger, pain, courage or even fear it's self, all I know is that it is within us all.. like a loaded weapon with a hair trigger, we just need take the first step, and that is but a thought away.


Although drenched in clarity, I am still faced with one question, do I take the red pill.. or the blue pill. Why is this one unresolved issue the focal point of my life, it must be important.

Date:	2002-12-03 00:56
Subject:	Entertainment by letters
Security:	Public
Mood:	happy
Music:	words of others

I didn't know that one could have so much fun on irc, it reminded me of being in a crowded bar fall of friends and other interesting people.

Anyway.. I'm sleepy and I have journals to read before slumber.. it has been a while since my last post.. but I will make a conscious effort to do so in the near future.

P. S. I hear Perth is nice this time of year..

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Date:	2002-11-26 01:30
Subject:	thinking again
Security:	Public
Mood:	hopeful
Music:	blank

I had a good day at work today, that usually indicating something is wrong, holidays were good, but rather unproductive. There was a holiday program on TV.. I AM GOING TO CRADLE MOUNTAIN.. I just need some more holidays, I am really alone at the moment, and although friends have offered there support.. and I am deeply thankful for there thoughts, I just don't seem to shake this feeling in me, things are unfinished.. things need doing.. NOW! always now, never tomorrow why am I always in a rush.. I need to slow down.. as the world is virtually in reverse. I miss you, you know who you are.. I am so selfish.. I am alone.. I am an idiot.. but still the dawn will come and a dusk will follow and I'm not stupid enough to change this cycle, I've had enough my words are empty, I'll get back to you (my mind) when I have something worth thinking.. again.

Date:	2002-11-26 01:16
Subject:	So many thoughts.. so little words
Security:	Public
Mood:	hopeful
Music:	blank

shit.. what am I thinking.. I really don't know..
I feel like I have learnt something, but the lesson is wasted on me... I am full of optimism, full of 'I will learn from my mistakes', but all I know for sure is that I am full of shit, who would want to association with some one so totally out of control as I am.. ok enough self pity. What is it with me? some body tell me, I'm sure there is a text book answer to my problem flouting about some where. insecure, selfish, lazy.. I like to call it human, but that's no excuse is it? I can't justify my craziness can I? It's a problem that needs to be rectified.. to be learnt from.. all this theory, it's making me sick.. who the fuck am I supposed to be, If I'm not good enough.. is my expectations for my self too high.. or not high enough, one thing is for sure I think too much, but even in the midst of all this self reflection I see the problem bold and blue.. laughing at me.. with every word I type "This is your 'problem!'. I hear. "Just stop thinking and go to sleep". A constant battle with no end.. good and evil, left and right, up and down.. always conflict.. always questions... always questions...
no... I'm not finished

Date:	2002-11-26 00:55
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	hopeful
Music:	blank

My mind has been clouded lately and I can't blame anything specifically for my erratic mood swings... what I know for sure though is that my actions.. which I convinced my self has no effect on anyone, do in fact offend people, and this I am sorry.. to one person in particular I blatantly used there kindness and friendship against them, trying to force them into caring for me when I didn't deserve it.. especially when these times of late have been less that kind to her. I watched a movie on DVD today, it make me look at my self, and I didn't like what I saw looking back at me from behind the TV screen, I feel my words are just that little bit less meaningful, I am just that little bit less innocent, and lost, I realize how far into the dark I have wondered and I'm scared.. scared I have lost what I have had, that is all for now, I will continue this before I slumber

Date:	2002-11-18 01:40
Subject:	dilemma
Security:	Public
Mood:	pensive
Music:	Alarm bells in my ears

I hate it when 5 X 5 = 55

I'm reading again, and if you know me you know this is rare, I'm just on 46 hours awakeness, I don't think I'll make it to 48 and I have no ambitions too, an event has occurred which I am not to happy about, and I feel I am turning a blind eye, although in reality, I think I am taking steps to assure the same mistakes won't happen again, or am I kidding my self. I am going away for a few days, I'm not sure where or how long I am going for, but it will be far away. I had a D&M with mum today.. very unusual.. and we are both better for it. I feel incomplete today, I worry of others, things are getting messy in my little world, but I seem to be clean and i can't figure out why. I hope this time to my self will be of some benifit to me and for the people I love... I have not forgotten you.

many question.. many answers..

Today has come, yet yesterday not ended, the beat travels down my spine, I move forward though time, racing the blue, hiding from it's sleeping eye, the source of light for all things, my eyes closing today ready for tomorrow, a mind shutting down, what day is this, running on auto, low on fuel I am, I must reach my destination, time will tell.. this obsession of time I hate, why must there be a tomorrow, as it will always be, tomorrow is calling me, the light brings the darkness, Today has ended.

Date:	2002-11-15 02:33
Subject:	My funtastic day, By Ameibein
Security:	Public
Mood:	rejuvenated
Music:	The music has stopped

It took me about 6 hours to get out of bed, I love that morning awakeness that is usually remnant of a Saturday morning, I can some times make a conscious.. or sub conscious effort to dream during this time.. I love dreaming for lots of reasons.. unless they scare me.. but even then they are cool, surreal like the way my laptop screen ripples when I touch it. Eventually got out of bed and met some friends to follow a little white ball around a really big paddock. I really really wanted to hire a golf buggy, but to keep the peace I let the dream of ripping up the greens fade away into the bunkers from whence they came. I haven't stopped typing for a few hours now, I hope I don't ware the keys out, no warranty and all. Had an in depth conversation with some one on irc that I will probably never chat to again. Chatted to Dayna, Chatted to Rachi, Chatted to Tegan, Chatted to a guy obsessed with sheep, listened to a guy crap on about how post modernism is bad.. pfft where has he been, his words melted together amidst the text on my screen, he actually sounds like he had something interesting to tell me, I'll give him three marks for enthusiasm, his cup full of water wasn't enough to fill my parched lake.

But still, with all this going on, everything blurs and fades always into the background, leaving a crystal clear image, an image that I cherish and fuels me though the day and on to tomorrow, The distant humming that echoes though my mind warming my heart, draining my tear ducts of salty fluid, I reach for the unreachable and imagine my self stagnant in this position forever, reaching, yearning, needing, closing my eyes, and fading away into the blackness of time, with you as my light, leading the way, a section of my heart will always be reserved for this aura of light, happiness is within me now, I open my eyes.

My car is totally fucked, well not totally, actually it's fine, I just need to order some parts.. meaningless possessions.. So what isn't meaningless, a lesson learned? progress made? buns in the oven? I love the smell of freshly cooked bread, our bread maker is faulty. I would like one day to see my own face, not a reflection.. too see I am real, to see into my soul, to shake the blanket free from all the murdered grass slowly decaying, grass everywhere, try to clean, sticking like glue, super glue, super man I am, I think not.

I am going to study earwigs, learn there ways, gain respect for them, I love my enemies now because I understand them... better than I did anyway. It takes a lot of effort too see things though eyes that aren't yours.. ALOT.. of effort, I am learning which is good, but it changes from day to day. it's almost 2:22, I like patterns, like beauty they are pleasing, less understanding is needed, because it just... is. simplicity is pleasing. I am pleased

Did some learning today, and I am some what lighter, thank you Dayna.

I really have nothing to say, which is good because it's late and I'm playing golf tomorrow... yes... golf, don't ask :/ I hope we get one of them golf buggies that would be cool.

I have a little spot on the back of my neck exactly in the position where Neo from the Matrix 'jacked' in, I think that was the correct terminology.

How funny was that silly bitch on the search for a supermodel show 'i'm shit' somthing like that.. she's going to be depressed for months, shattered dreams, expectaioins too high, welcome to reality, no need to cry, your beauty is a gift, not a weapon to wield, maybe it's time, to lower your sheild.
I must be sleepy, this is getting creapy.

I am awake, and now I realize that I am awake, I'm even more awake... this is not good.

P.S. I am totally aware this is a really really crappy LJ entry, I'll try harder tomorrow :/

LATE BREAKING NEWS!!!
I now have a back 20 entries button!

Date:	2002-11-12 20:07
Subject:	Me, My self and my strange brain
Security:	Public
Mood:	calm
Music:	Binary Finary.. really really really chilled out.... (Awsome track)

Don't you just love the violence of nature, such power, such overwhelming disregard for our existence who are we to it.. absolutely nothing.

I rode to Gisborne today.. yes I am insane, that's about a 30k round trip, and I feel great too surprisingly, I don't know how long I was away, but at a guess I would have to say about two and a half hours. between the wind and the trucks passing I'm surprised I made it back at all, I can safely say that I won't be repeating todays efforts any time soon.

I wrote something for my LJ yesterday night, but I'm going to keep it private, it was more like a personal truth than a LJ entry but it helped to see it out of my strange brain.

It hurts me to see people lonely, we all know what it's like.. some more than others, if anything I think it blinds you with self pity and selfishness. we feel alone even when people who care about us could be right there in front of us. Loneliness is a terrible beast, it feeds from it's self, expediential growing in strength until it shadows all beneath it. everything has no importance, except the beast he must be, how could something of that stature not be?

*Ameibein takes a break to appreciate the incredible music playing..

The sky is black.. the storm is here as the music plays, it is apart of me at this instant how can I be alone with such things in my presence

Take time to appreciate form.. colour.. contrast.. composition of any instant and then imagine your part in this instant and how significant you are, the effect you have on your surroundings and how your surroundings effect you. everything is amazing if you take the time to appreciate it. Maybe loneliness is loosing sight of who you are. you can find your self in the most curious of places, the lines that make your fingerprint.. a grain of sand or a star at night, anywhere that you can put your self into perspective. But given that, we need loneliness to reflect on your selves, to learn what we belive not what we are expected to belive, it seems far to easy to loose our beliefs and this is accelerated by a society that force feeds us them.

I find it amusing that mens undies are called bikini briefs.. and the cost is astronomical for the amount of material that is actually used, compared to.. say.. a hot air balloon, but then again I don't know how much they cost. remember parachute pants.. amusing...

anyway that's enough LJ for today, I could go on for hours but I'm sure this is more entertaining to me than you, so I shall retire and I'll wait for some interestingness to collect in my strange brain... ciao!

Does anyone actually listen to music when writing there journal, or is it just expected to relate a song to your current mood?

I'm in the process of downloading Acrobat so I can look at my cars user manual, I sit here browsing though journals (I am seriously becoming addicted to LJ's) at the end of a foot path which used to lead to our washing line... it is a glorious day, not a cloud in the sky. Have you ever thought how perfectly an ant colony works, they are always working toward the interested of the colony.. no time to waste contemplating existence. Humans are such interesting creatures, each with there distinct personalities, it's far to easy to pass judgment on people for the most superficial things.. a choice of words.. appearance to name just a few and we are so easily offended in many ways, the root of which is assumption, well it is in my case anyway. I heard somewhere that something like 70% of the human brain is used for social interaction, I find this ridicules. Just a mid-day brain storm, not much thought involved. Anyway Acrobat is finished, and there is work to be done.

PEE. ESS. I think this is my first mid-day update, the first of many I presume

10:58 10/11/02
I can't help but feel some what disconnect tonight, for my little blue friend who brings me your words is on holiday, actually he is in the other room and I felt like a change.. no net tonight. So it's just me and my laptop in my lounge room on my futon amidst the aftermath of a hastily constructed home cinema... FOUR HUNDRED AND FIFTY centimeters of Angelica Bridges!!! yes.. it was massive, we totally filled my lounge room wall with the Shire Baggins, it was as if you could step though into the shire. The projector was on loan from a friend of a friend of a friend, and unfortunately we only had it for a few hours, enough to see one of them forgettable teenie movies from the video shop, bits of other movies including Lord of the Rings, True Lies, Star Wars & A Thin Red Line and some high rez 'images' (to be in no way confused with nude pictures of Kelly Brook, Angelica Bridges and Josie Maran). The down side of course is that i have to revert back to my fifty one centermeter k mart super special teevee... and i really, really, really want a projector now, and usualy when i get like this I end up wasting alot of money, damn this infernal society and its expensive possesions and by the way.. it'll set you back about about ten grand if you wish to obtain visual pleasure of this magnitude, oh.. and i overloaded my surround sound amp three times... so I need a bigger amp too, pfft it's only money :|

That car meet in Calder Park was quite good, some intence racing between a friend of mine in a GTR skyline powered Datsun (go figure) and an AC Cobra, there was some nice imports there too mainly standard though, nothing to get too excited over. fried my face with the sun too.. grrr looking forward to the tan though, i need it as evidence that I did actualy go out side on my holidays occasioinaly. The SQUEEK noise comming from my car is more of a CLUNG now, and that farting noise is a blown gasket on the turbo, off to see the car doctor tomorrow to rectify these issues.. hopefully it not too serious *crosses fingers.

I missed my bike ride tonight but WILL make up for it tomorrow, yes positive thinking!!! WILL.. YES... hmm, time will tell. oh thats reminds me i need to attatch the speedo thingy to my bike so I can see how far I do actualy go, I think I will find my 10k rides are more like 4k rides, they certainly feel like 10k though, even after just the few days i have been riding I am seeing the results, my arse is more firm and my quads are becomming more defined and I even think I have more energy too, but that's probably the lack of work though.

I have had good feed back about a dance/trance track that I made a few months ago.. it has inspired me too get back into making music, I forgot how mooch i love making music and I am also considering starting sculting, I have always wanted to work with clay, but it gets messy so I was thinking of carving wood.. still messy but easier to clean. I have had these images in my mind for a few years now that I wish to recreate in physical form, as if I would die tomorrow they would never of existed to the world, the least I can do for them for all the beauty they have bestoed upon me is show them this thing I call reality.

TO DO LIST FOR TOMORROW
1. Clean slash rearange room
2. Book car in for service
3. Go shopping for undies and socks
4. Go for twenty k ride
5. errm.. think that's all
6. Journal slash irc slash email slash sleep

TO DO LIST FOR TODAY
1. Stop dripping tap
2. Sleep