Talk About Economising

I saw that my milk bar sold my brand of muesli and I had run out at home. I was aghast that it was $6.50 rather than the $3.99 that I pay at the supermarket, for 650 grams, so I didn’t buy it.

But, I still haven’t managed to get to the supermarket.

So, the last three mornings I have paid $4.90 for small plastic cups of muesli from Nashi. It’s very nice muesli, but I’ve now paid $14.70 for a fraction of the muesli that I could have bought for $6.50.

Talk about economising. The logic is astounding, don't you think?

Hands on hips at the realisation. Oh no, too girlie, hands down. Arms folded. Arms unfolded. Hand to the forehead. Idiot! Ouch! Too hard.

nice...

Sometimes I Walk Around My House In The Dark

Sometimes, I walk around my house in the dark. I don't know why, but I've always done it. Maybe, I'm a bit weird, I'm willing to accept that. But, I just haven't always seen why I need to light the place up like a shopping mall when I can manage without it. I hate bright lights, I much prefer soft lighting. Maybe, it's rebellion from growing up with a father who loved fluros? Of course, I've lived here a while so I know where everything is.

Sometimes, I even got to the toilet and piss in the dark. Today, my cleaner came, I forgot. I went to take a leak without putting the light on. My cleaner had closed the lid to the toilet, like the girl she is...

... I cursed her as my piss ricocheted at right angles onto my legs like water from a sprinkler. The sound wasn't right, just a strange silence and a weird thrum as the liquid sprayed on my track suit pants.

I felt a shiver vibrate up my spine.

Dive right in, I have been waiting for you

David's Birthday

It was David's birthday today. I sent him a text.

You're getting old you fat cunt!

Then I sent him another a bit later

Or is that, Your fat cunt is getting old?

He's in Greece.

What do I care if I upset him.

Except, I knew I wouldn't.

He replied, the latter and thanks for remembering.

He likes it when I talk dirty.

Big smile.

speaking of cool...

Bentley Continental GT camouflage somehow makes it more relatable. Who wouldn't want one of these?

Everybody should have a camouflage Bentley at some point in their lives, don't you agree? I know I want one.

Apparently, I Don't Smell Any More

S came over after work, it was the first time he had been to my place. He and Shane met for the first time.

We lay on my bed together and he said straight away, "You've stopped smoking?"

Six days. He could tell instantly.

Shane cooked dinner. We watched teev. I played with S's iPad. I can see why Shane and S laugh at my lap-top and call it a dinosaur. The iPad is like a note book, as thick, lighter. It's always on, you don't have to wait for it to load up, ready to go. I don't usually care about such technology, but the iPad is pretty cool with what it can do.

The Country, Shopping, Home

I've quit smoking again, five days. Good huh? Yes, I know, you've heard it all before. But, you have to admit it is still better than continuing to smoke.

Mark and the English woofa, Richard, came to rescue me from my sister's place, when it looked like I was going to be taken to watch my nieces soccer game for the afternoon. You know, lunch is one thing, but being taken to the kids extra curricular activities, with no car as a means of escape, is quite another thing.

Richard and I caught the train back to the city this morning. It's lovely catching the train some times, I get to look at the country side rather than let it rush by unnoticed.

Richard and I parted ways in Spencer Street. He was heading to his sisters in Emerald, first he was off to get his trousers sewn up, something about his penis being far too big for them... oh... no, no, no. Big smile. He caught the leg on a branch and ripped them.

I tried to encourage S to come to lunch with me. What with one thing and another, we haven't managed to get together, instead out relationship has been reduced to a series of suggestive sms' over the last five days. I've decided not to hold back - like I usually do - and we are rushing headlong into something... we'll see what. But, he had a meeting at 1pm and couldn't get away.

So, I wandered up Bourke Street to JB and added to my collection of Australian dvds. I'm buying all the Australian dvds I see in the cheap dvd bins, todays were $6. I just decided it was a good thing to have an Australian movie collection. Today, I got Hotel de Love - it's got Aiden Young in it so it can't be all bad, can it? -  and Romper Stomper. I also added to my Paul Newman movies with the Hustler. Paul Newman must have been the most handsome man ever born. Really.

Now, I've got the afternoon to myself.

S is coming over after work. I can't wait to... um ... er ... blush... well, you know what I can't wait to do.

You can never have too many photos of boys kissing

I think they like each other

Lunch in the Country

Off to a family lunch with my brother. Kill me now!

He arrived at the airport, just now and his response when my mum asked him to pick me up was, "If Christian calls and asks me himself, I'll pick him up."

"What?" I laughed. "What age group are we in now?"

"Oh Christian, think of all the things he does for you?"

"What does he do for me, mum?" I heard my voice whine like a child's. "It's okay, I don't need him to pick me up, I can drive myself."

"He's taking you to lunch."

"I'm going because you want me to."

He's such a schedule Nazi that if I'm a little late getting to my mums then he will probably go without me. Problem solved. You've got to turn disadvantages into opportunities in this life, if you want to get any where.

Ho hum. Whistle, whistle. What's the time?

Actually, I don't mind my brother because I'm not intimidated by him. How many years practice have I had? I'm the immovable force when it comes to him - recalcitrant younger brother and all that. But, I feel sorry for other people, as that's his modus de oprandi, win through force, order people around, get what you want.

He just called, he's picking me up on his way through. Goodo.

But, I was really happy to drive myself. I nearly turned him down, but I thought of mum. She doesn't need her two boys having words. Time to keep the peace.

My ex sent me his reasons why he might go to the World Cup

 

 

give it to him

kiss him