it's october now!

it's october now! okay let me say that again. it's october now!!

i moved down here in mid-august, where has the time gone? well yes, everything turned to shit, but that's okay, because as we all know - everything turns to shit eventually.

i will turn 30 soon. when i was 22 i asked my colleague to shoot me when i turned 30, because thirty is old. i've since reassessed my views on that. kinda.

i wonder how things are going in my new job. not sure really, but i'm sure it will turn to shit eventually. maybe it already has.

do you think my blog is a well of positivity? well then you, sir, are an idiot.

Meanwhile, since my first week here I've been reading The Alteration by Kingsley Amis, a book in an alternate-reality religious world in which a young singer is to be castrated. yes, off with his bollocks, to save his pure voice. It's a thin volume, and I still haven't finished it. I'm not sure why, but obviously it's not a page turner.

goodbye,
monuments.

giving up easily

so.

you move interstate to be with somebody who has pursued you and convinced you that it can work. then you get dumped. then you try again, but they complain that you make them feel uncomfortable. what do you do?

nothing. fuck 'em. keep working, realise that Jean-Paul Sartre was correct: hell most certainly is Other People.

loser

here i am, sitting around like a loser, eating breakfast on the floor of a unit with no stuff in it. the removalists have just been and gone, and my stuff will be on a train down south very soon. i finished up my old job last week, and now running around like crazy trying to move and get settled in before my new job starts.

crazy.

sir, we must respectfully ask you to leave

i'm leaving town. very soon. i've decided to make my employer redundant and choof off for a new job down south. so anyway, here's a list of things that i will always remember and miss about my time here:

• the lush green of my suburb.
• being able to cycle to work in 15-20 minutes with minimal traffic hassles - something I've been doing for 7 years.
  
• cycling Mt Coot-tha and Mt Nebo/Glorious, cycling with MF.
• lunches with M!
  
• driving L home, him sitting next to me in Stormy, Deloris' Ten Lives playing on the stereo. and the drive back, alone, just me and Deloris.
• catching up with CTMFW and the SandWoman.
  
• spring and summer humidity.
• my pokey little unit.
• the fucken 470.
  
• and of course, a great deal of Certain Special People.

and as a counter-point, things i won't miss:

• people asking me why i don't leave town.
• evil memories and marks on my wall from a few years back.
• too many memories - everywhere you go, there's an overwhelming layered tapestry of previous memories from that place.
• and of course, Certain Spectacularly Unspecial People.
  

laterz,
monuments.