Untitled: Post #264
Hey everyone,
I trust that you’ve all had a wonderful Christmas weekend, full or calories and gifts we can ill afford. I most certainly have. Well, Christmas Day itself was a mixed bag of bad nuts, but it was still great being at home for the holidays. As for New Year’s… well, it looks like we will be having a house party at a friend’s place – a bit further down South than normal – in Simon’s Town. It should be good though, even though we would need to sell the very car we wish to use for petrol to get there. (more…)
It’s Beginning To Feel A Lot Like Christmas!
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
Christmas Day
First of all, Merry Christmas to all my readers and may you have the most wonderful and blessed day ahead of you.
Secondly, it finally feels like Christmas!! After polishing the floors, making jelly and eggnog and dressing the tree, it’s Christmas! Thank God, because I was getting mighty worried about the lack of cheer. I’ve just come back from church and although it was a sung mass (I HATE SUNG SERVICES!) it was a good service, for more reasons than one. (more…)
And Then, There Were (Only) Three
I’m not feeling very, how could I say this, umm… Christmassy, today. Besides the She & Him album buzzing away silently in the distant ambience, it feels like yet another bland and ordinary Saturday. (more…)
Early, One Christmas Eve Morning
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
1 day till Christmas
Christmas Eve…you’ve arrived rather spontaneously, haven’t you? You sneaky minx. We have a rather dumb saying in my household that is usually said on Christmas Day, after the turkey plays tricks on your mind and the champagne dislodges your spine: “It’s almost next Christmas again!” But, looking at things now, nothing can be more true. I remember saying this not too long ago over a stacked plate of festive grub and lo and behold, the baby Jesus cometh once again, tomorrow. (more…)
Two Dream Weddings and a Fight
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
5 days till Christmas
With my bedroom air smelling of citronella incense and my blood flowing with nerve-numbing chemicals, this is bound to be a short post.
Today was not the greatest 24 hours of my life. From sunrise to beyond sunset my mind has been saturated with stifling musings of people past and present, next year’s extremely steep college requirements and other food for thought from my ever-so-subtle father. (more…)
Lost Puppy Syndrome: The Runt of the Litter
Warning: This post may contain content and language that may be deemed crude and offensive.
I’m sorry, readers, for putting you through that awful and downright shit post last night. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I possibly have never thought clearly before in my life. Well, mainly, I couldn’t express exactly how I was feeling last night. Tonight, I’m even more fucked up.
It’s a positive fucked up though, if that makes any type of sense.
We spoke today. I’m pretty sure I needn’t mention names here. I don’t really want to. She came to me, which I thought was incredibly brave because even I wouldn’t want to talk to myself right now. But, yeah, talking to her was the most painful yet pleasant thing I have done since I’ve been back. I don’t know how to label it, okay.
I really don’t know.
I’ve realised the amount of work I need to do before I am worthy of any kind of meaningful relationship. Genuinely, I’m a mess. Pretty much like Ryan Reynolds’s character in Definitely, Maybe when he realises that he really likes Isla Fisher’s character, but he fucked it all up. At least that story has a somewhat happy ending. Just when you think everything is perfect, it isn’t. It’s nowhere near.
Before I start shitting all over this post again, I would just like to thank everyone in my life, from the people I love, had loved and hate. I don’t hate you, really. Hate is a very loaded verb.
It’s just a very empty period in my life for me. Again.
It’s High Time I Find Those Old Michelle Branch Albums and Blast Them as Loud as I Can
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
Sweet Apathy. We all need to find her sometime in our lives. She keeps us sane. She prevents us from getting stuck knee-deep in problems that aren’t our own and problems that are our own. But what happens when you can’t find emotional numbness? Emotional death? A sense of utter control.
Last night is what happens. (more…)
Season’s Greetings
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
12 days till Christmas
I can scarcely believe that an entire week has passed since my last blog post. After a hot-streak of inspiration beckoned me to post nearly everyday, I ran out of things to say for a while. Not to worry reader. You didn’t miss out on much. (more…)
The Etiology of a Personal Breakdown
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
Readers, have you ever experienced a character defining moment in your life? You know, a point in time when all your troubles become clear, or when you’ve reached absolute rock-bottom emotionally in your life? A moment when you feel that nothing could ever make you feel whole again? As if you’ve lost all sense of self and substance?
I think I have. (more…)
The Small Endings of Significant Nothings
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
This post has not been the easiest to write or edit for that matter. I wouldn’t call it writer’s block per se but I’ve been staring at my closed laptop for well over two hours now, trying to conjure up anything vaguely describing how I feel tonight.
To be honest, I still haven’t any idea. (more…)
Paradise
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SUMMER VACATION EDITION
I can’t think of a better way to spend a Capetonian Saturday than on a beach with close friends, a football and nothing but the Summer sunshine to warm the soft, white sand. Even though this sand pelted our skin wherever we cowered, it was great having Llandudno Beach all to ourselves. (more…)
Pizza, Flies and Teary Eyes
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
As my wise friend Matthew once said, well rather said today:
“Without struggle, there is no progress.”
I took these words to heart and so did my teary-eyed dear friend Dax. Her pre-21st birthday celebration was great fun. In fact I had a pretty good day overall.
That is not to say it hadn’t its downs though.
Blue Couch Travel
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
When I get the rare chance, nowadays, to sit on my ass and watch a bit of telly, I subliminally tune in to the Travel Channel. Bearing in mind, when Formula 1 or footy is on, they take priority, but still, the idea of seeing the leaf-lined Parisian streets or tasting the authentic red pepper paste of Syria or slurping down some of Mexico’s finest tequila completely enchants my imagination. Even though I’m a thousand miles away, sitting on a couch staring at a flat screen with nothing but moving pictures whizzing by, it inspires so much within. (more…)
What’s In Your Head, Zombie?
Disclaimer: This post contains language that may be deemed crude or offensive by some readers.
SUMMER VACATION EDITION
Happy 250th post!
I bet you’re having a laugh, aren’t you. It’s only fitting that I soil the memory of my lily white 250th blog post with the stains of self-loathing over-emotional whining that I do so well, eh? Good. Because you don’t have much of a choice either way. (more…)
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