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[01 Nov 2006|12:17am] |
Ever see someone you find attractive and you can't place the reason why? Just such a thing happened tonight. I was in the Bell coughing into my Murphys and enjoying the sight of French girl Cora belting Graham with a bar towel, and a woman walked in with a man.
Not something out of the ordinary. I've heard it happen, a man and woman together. But this woman caught my gaze because she was instantly becoming. Defined features, about forty, lovely eyes. Always laughing, joking and affable. I watched her as I talked to Ann and Mike and G and C and Tom. I kept glancing at her. She was nice.
Of course, man must be her significant other. But I liked her. I could have happily lit up her nightlight.
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[01 Nov 2006|12:30am] |
From the always wonderful Sarah.
Bung yer own answers in.
1. How tall are you barefoot?
5 8
2. Have you ever smoked heroin?
No.
3. Do you own a gun?
No.
4. Rehab?
No.
5. Do you get nervous before "meeting the parents"?
I did on my last encounter, but I ended up liking him an awful lot. Whatever happened follwing that, I liked ol' Bob. And Eileen. Good ol' Amer'can folks.
6. What do you think of your friends?
They are like most friends, flawed masterpieces. Just like me.
7. What's your favorite Christmas song?
Pogues ft Kirsty Mcoll. Fairytale of New York. Seasoning with a bite.
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Water.
9. Do you do push-ups?
Sometimes.
10. Have you ever done ecstasy?
No.
11. Are you vegetarian?
No.
12. Do you like painkillers?
Especially after a Friday night.
13. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
My eyes, my ass, and my humour.
14. Do you own a knife?
No.
15. Do you have A.D.D.?
I could have. I....actually I can't be fucked.
16. Date Of Birth?
06-09-76
17. Top 3 thoughts at this exact moment:
1. Wonder who she was?
2. Where's Daisy?
3. I must learn how to fry an egg.
18. Name the last 3 things you have bought?
1. Cigar.
2. Murphys.
3. A birthday card.
19. Name five beverages you regularly drink:
1. Water.
2. Milk.
3. Orange juice.
4. Murphys.
5. Guiness.
20. What time did you wake up today?
About ten thirty.
21. Current hair?
Long and frizzy. I have no conditioner.
22. Current worry?
Nothing. Which worries me.
23. Current hate?
Being misread.
24. Favorite place to be?
Punching the air in a field.
25. Least favorite place to be?
In a cell with Timothy Spall.
26. Where would you like to go
Canada. I want to see Kait's apartment. And her.
27. Do you own slippers?
No.
28. Where do you think you'll be in ten years?
I don't know.
29. Do you burn or tan?
I don't know.
30. Last thing you ate?
A ham sandwich.
31. Would you be a pirate?
I'd be like an Argos Jack Sparrow.
32. Last time you had an alcoholic drink?
About half an hour ago.
33. What songs do you sing in the shower?
Lover, you shoulda come over, by Jeff Buckley.
34. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
Flatulence.
36. Last thing that made you laugh?
Jasper
37. Best bed sheets you had as a child?
TRON.
38. Worst injury you've ever had?
Coffee spilled over my stomach.
40. Where is your ass right now?
On "The Chair".
41. Who is your loudest friend?
Stuart.
42. Who is your most silent friend?
Tom, perhaps.
43. Does someone have a crush on you?
I've no idea. One or two people, maybe.
44. Do you wish on stars?
Yes.
45. What is your favorite book?
Life of PI.
46. What is your favorite candy?
Reese's peanut butter crisps, despite me only having had one.
47. What song do/did you want played at your wedding?
All these things i've done by the Killers.
48. What song do you want played at your funeral?
Theme from the Raccoons.
49. What were you doing 12AM last night?
Browsing Myspace and slumping into my own shoulder.
50. Do you love someone?
Certainly not.
51. Halloween costume this year?
I could wear what I always wear and fit in on Haloween. So none.
52. Favorite halloween candy?
Crazy foot beans.
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[01 Nov 2006|12:32am] |
Tonight I met the pub cat. Tabitha, a small eight month old kitten almost on that cusp between incredibly cute kitten/cat and no longer kitten soft furred ultra brilliant full grown cat.
She's a little sweetie. Her and Jasper he dog will get along just fine. She's a tabby..grey white fur and big eyes. Eeeeeeeeee!
And if you will, eeeee!
EEEEEEEEE!
Goodnight.
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[01 Nov 2006|04:40pm] |
I was given a car today.
Let me say that again. I was given a car. Derek was waiting for me at the Bell and said that he and Sue want to give me the little Micra (I think that's what it's called) that they had before the one they've got now.
Well, I was speechless. I've not got a license, but it gives me great impetus to get one. I'll have to see if I can keep it off-road until I do learn to drive but hey, what a grand gesture. I didn't know what to say.
So, we'll have to think about this. I haven't got it yet, because I have to think about what to do with it. But it's a good idea to start thinking about learning now, I reckon.
Chilly and quiet day so far. I've been dancing in the breeze, playing notes on the clouds.
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[01 Nov 2006|11:35pm] |
I don't know what to say about tonight, or today as a whole. It's been a day of support, of giving and of being there. A day of reminders, and of trying to find the right words. Another day of...
I don't know.
That night by the roadside. Trying to know if you said the right thing. It's all I can say.
I hope we were good enough. Friends need each other, and I hope I was a good friend. Even though I believe in no god, pray no prayers, and attend no mass, am I to not provide good counsel without religion? I think the opposite.
Because my friends are beloved, and tonight, I am glad we all were enough.
Please pray tonight, if you are of a belief in a god. I don't care if you think less of me for not being, but my friends would appreciate the thought. There's a few that deserve better whom I love.
Goodnight folks.
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[01 Nov 2006|11:39pm] |
She said you've got to be strong.
I said I don't know how....but i'll try.
So I did.
Now she doesn't say a word.
But it's okay, because i've got all the words I need. I'm gonna be fine. I'll stand here in the rain, by myself and let the cool winds flap my collar about...i'll be okay. Shivering and unable to light up my last rollie...
Two years hence I remember the chance, the message. I don't care..no...I don't care what you think of me for what I say, and the choices I make, just as i'm sure you don't give a shit what I do or think..so it's even..we're finely balance, as ever. But i'm pretty sure i'm just doing what I feel, given what I got, and the things that happened.
I looked out one night over tremendous blankets of stars, salt spray heavens and milky way love...and I wondered if it was a good idea..I knelt in the churchyard and begged for a sign..of course I got none..but I believed in you..through thickets of bush and tall grey trees..you glowed and sent a bird to me with a note attached saying you'd care if I did.
And you did...
But I didn't see the end..
And the end made me cry. All through the sweating sun, all through tears I felt nothing but humid formality...tears turned to dust, gravestones with my name in...alone and etched in seasoned chalk..nothing of you or from, to replace the doubt.
I dug myself out, and I survived. Now I don't care what you think, no matter how bad that sounds. It's not meant to, it's just how it is. I don't mean harm and I won't have it..I just want time and space to say how I felt..so it's still so clear in my reflection. I want to be able to give my once in a while account of an innocent..a small scream at your shadow, followed by a clutched fist and a curled hand around the heart I tried to stop scattering into the crack in the earth.
I bear no ill will..I just wrote poetry..and the poetry is my subtle recount..my way..it's how I grew.
And i'm still flourishing.
And you'll be glad to know..I remember, but my feelings changed. Now my doves fly in clarity, they know where their roost is, and it is in my heart.
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[01 Nov 2006|11:52pm] |
That was something i've been dying to write all day. And I like it very much..
I am not a man who likes to feel harsh things, decaying things, maliceful things...I simply want to understand (In lew of things that happened tonight) how change and upheval affect us.
It's a personal journey. It's all to do with the way I deal with it. I think i've done pretty well. And I hope I gave others the gift of how I got through, if only a little.
Things do get better. Take heart, Mr R.
That really is all i've got tonight. Later, yeah?
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