so i bought this coconut right, i did it in a moment of impulse.. passion... wimsy.. i saw it, lying there at 1am in asda with all it's mates not doing much and my head shot back to more innocent times of coconut shys (shy? shigh? shuy-aye?) and novelty fruit & nuts and a grabbed it.. smiled to myself and wheeled along riding the back of my trolly full of salads and stuff
this was 7 days ago and i haven't yet found the right occasion to open it.. i feel something that is that much of a challenge to eat should be given some kind of ceremony, the opening of the nut should be, at very least, a blog worthy event (is blog worthy the 21st century version of.. 'something to write home about?' i think maybe it is
anyway, that is an aside.. a teaser if you will, for future reading... it's what tv quick would write in the preview of this installment of the soap opera of my life
speaking of soap, it doesn't go well with fresh pasta.
lifes taken a slightly unusual turn of late.. what i did was, i started eating 5 portions a day.. it's had 2 effects on me... it's increased my emotions a little... you know.. like how normal people feel, they feel happy and sad.. rather than just that constant humm of slight malcontentment that has been my soundtrack since i was.. well.. 12... i've found myself sat around feeling 'chirpy' at moments.. and 'upset' at others.. i quite like this apart from the fact that the fruit hasn't yet woken my brain up.. and when you feel 'chirpy' but without anything of worth running through your mind.. you feel.. to put it bluntly.. like a simpleton.. which is a most disconcerting feeling for a person who really has never had much going for them beyond their mind
the new diet has also increased my energy.. but not my motivation... which means i want to be doing something at all times... but i don't really want to 'try' at anything.. which of course leads to frustration and feelings of pointlessness..
on which note i've been giving serious thought to going back into education.. hell.. i live like a student anyway... not to get any more qualifications.. i've already 'earned' two sets of letters after my name, and in combination they contribute about as much to my life as a jam sandwich on moldy bread, i see no point in furthering this trend... but more to be given something new to think about... i reckon i want to be one of the self-important tits who sat around in pubs using words like 'subversion' and 'dichotomy' as if i've just invented punk.. maybe.. or maybe i just wanna do more maths... mmmm, maths
i think i've discovered my perfect career too.. i wanna be the guy who travels the country analysing traffic lights and re-programming them to be more efficient.. it's prefect, it's traveling, it's maths, it's working with computers.. and it will genuinely improve the lives of thousands of people.
if someone could get me an application form that would be swell
i didn't close the brackets up there.. how much did that piss you off?
Friday, 30 March 2007
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