Tuatha De Danaan: what do you think is stoping me from showing up at your place with a large hammer, and “Explaining” to you why its bad to ignore your friends ;p
Maud Dib: lol
Maud Dib: because i have a chainsaw next to my bed
Maud Dib: under my pillow
Maud Dib: ahhh the sweet smell of wood chips
Maud Dib: and BLOOOOOOOOOD
Tuatha De Danaan: yeah but i have a hammer and uber ninja skills ;p
Maud Dib: you should have put quote marks around the and
Maud Dib: or used italics
Maud Dib: for dramatic effect
Tuatha De Danaan: or i could just kick ur arse ;p
Maud Dib: heheheh i can run faster :D
Tuatha De Danaan: wanna bet ;p
Tuatha De Danaan: over long distances maybe, but i only gotta catch you before you get too far away ;p
Maud Dib: what if i just hide?
Tuatha De Danaan: thats where the orbital lasers come in…. but SHHHHHhh i didnt say that
Maud Dib: lol
Maud Dib: i’ll hide in star bucks HQ…. the only place where your orbital lasers wont be able to penetrate… hahaha i’ll live yet!
Tuatha De Danaan: ok so i distroy the rest of the world and leave you with starbucks HQ thats a fate worse than a good arse kicking… :P
Maud Dib: not if you like star bucks and woman with hariy arm pits to serve you
Tuatha De Danaan: if you do then you deserve that fate. btw ill forward that onto your gf,
Maud Dib: noooooooo now thats what i call a fate worse then a good arse kicking
Tuatha De Danaan: hehe
Archive for July, 2004
Today is the day MOM gets rotated. Tonight all my previous posts will be put onto a page 2. This a time for reflection, and a time for tears. If you feel like you need to hug somebody then that is ok.
Today I am 7 years clean. And I feel good.
There is a lot of superstition around 7 seven years. People talk about 7 year cycles - physical/emotional… What else do people know about this 7 year cycle?
No more weekends till I go to Melbourne!
No more weekends till I see my babe!
I cant freaking wait wait wait!
I want it to be now now now!
Ciao
Last week I finished reading The Black Ships before Troy. It is a very enjoyable childrens book, and the illustration done by Alan Lee.
Tonight I’ll read a slightly less enjoyable New Scientist, post Yoga, and a walk for good measure. On that note…. I’m gone
Today was a good day. I awoke very late in the morning but managed to make it to the end of the Saturday morning meeting, a small group of us went and had bagels for lunch. Or breakfast as it were for me.
Today I cleaned out my car and found Ambers CD Walkman under the passanger seat. Alfred and Kylie came around and picked me up at 3pm. We went to their friends Pip, and Brents, Kylie took some photos, we had coffee, we chatted, nice people. Afterwards we went to Real Groovy, Alf bought some DVD’s, then we had more coffee at Fidels. We sat in the front window and talked about nothing and everything.
Tonight I chilled out at home with Mark I had chicken soup for dinner and we watched the Last Samurai. It was the second time I have seen it, the first time was with Amber - we both cried, it was our second date. She rocks! (hey babe)
I have always admired the Samurai culture (spot the kendo guy top right) and I have always had a deep sence of empathy with their way of life however when I compare the way I have lived my life it doesnt weigh up. Sometimes I do Yoga, sometimes I meditate, and I do my NA meetings all because I beleive it is all a part of a journey to inner peace. I keep messing it up though. I’ll look at porn, I might think degrading thoughts, or I’ll hassle people I dont understand (normaly lefties and lazy people) and all it does it ruin my serenity. All I want is to be happy, and to share it with the people I love (hey babe) live an honest life, and do the best I can.
My mind is my worst enemy and the cause of all my pain.
MOM is coming of age. I want somebody to write me a wordpress plugin that lets me display all my posts in one page with all my comments expanded. Then I can print MOM year one and have a soft copy. I just want one that’s why!
What I’m not so happy about is having to go home soon into the cold. It is freaking crazy how cold it is. I’d rather just somehow attach myself to the heater and become a fixture. Ahhhh how I yearn for the simple life.
Thanks to the help of Brett and hours of hard labour I have manged to upgrade Mind of Mufasa to Wordpress. I still need to categorize all the posts to take advantage of the new functionality, but we’re getting there!
Now I feel like doing some Yoga and having a shower, although being 12:05 in the morning… who can be bothered ;P
Friday: Saw 36 Chambers with Tuatha
Saturday: NA Meeting, Bagels for coffee, Talked to Amber, Glen game around, Played risk, Amber and I talked on the phone
Sunday: Chaired CASC meeting, upgrading Mind of Mufasa. Still need to do template
A mind that is out of control could be compared to a meteor or a satellite that is not in any particular orbit, just flying around. Random. Circular. To no end.
