Gym, not like a Monday, Good stuff

At the gym today, the new gym. Didn't want to go, but forced myself to and it was.... OK... Did some good work today, didn't worry so much about being bored or not being motivated or trying to motivate myself, just did it. I like to think that it is the help of the exercise and forcing myself to get out of bed early. Little bit of work tonight at my desk after dinner and now, a little bit of procrastination.

This weekend is shaping up to be a good one. Jen's party, which I must RSVP to for me a nd Maria, 70s theme, disco. And catching up with a friend hopefully on Saturday day. Maria down all weekend. All good.

I've been hunching at my desk. You have been reading and listening like a good puppy. You lost your cable for your computer today. You didn't have any power. The it people said that they would dispatch one as soon as they could, but by the end of the day nothing had arrived. You could have been quite angry at such poor service. Luckily you were able to get by leeching off other peoples power.

Your room is still a bit messy and you could do with some new furniture, say a bookcase to start with. And it would go well in the corner of the room, it would fit like a nice pair of trousers.

You are getting sleepy and will sleep well and warm tonight. You will say goodbye now and chat later, aurevoir.

500 Saturday Words

Recovering from last nights murder mystery and getting over the flu, one would normally have a quiet, non heavy work utilising day. I did not. I rearranged my split level bedroom, moving my bed to the upper room, grocery shopping, going to Sat 6pm mass at St Joseph's, remind me not to go there again, watching Brideshead Revisited... the homosexual tones I find disturbing in that film... Sebastien carries a teddy round with him... Not that that's homesexual, it's weird. In any case, there are some charming moments in the film and there is something charming about sebastian and his cherry take on life and the fact that he does things. He doesn't just sit around chatting.

500 New Year's words.

Thursday 3rd January 2008

When I think of new years, I think of When Harry Met Sally. I do not recommend the movie. There are not many movies that I do recommend, but I am reminded of the end of e moview when they end up together. There are some lovely moving bits in that movie. Like the reporter getting his own words quoted back at him "Pizza is to the nineties what quiche was to the eighties". Nice moment.

The Beatles play in the background from the black sturdy looking small speakers. Elvis would have been proud. Sometimes words would come out from his mind that did not seem to make sense at first. On reflection there was method, but not enough to stop calling it madness aswell.

Back from the brink. I have been wandering my mind, like a dog off his leash and wishing to be back on.

So what have I been doing lately? Trying to help people. At least that is what I would like to do. To do something for others, just one thing every day. Have I done that today. Yes. And say my prayers morning and night. Have I done that today.. Yes. And to work out what I am meant to be doing in this life as regards work, and in the mean time, to go to the gym and then to work... Perhaps perhaps perhaps.

Inspirations comes slow, like honey on cold day. Where is the muse of my writings. I wonder sometimes if I wonder too much? I have been listenining recently to Peter Kreeft. He speaks in such a wonderful melodic way, I wonder if he can be real.

Anyways, I must go and speak to you anon. Well, after I have written about 100 more words, you see this is only about 300. I am seated on a blue plastic and metal chair. The desk in front of me is barely large enough to hold the laptop and the white platic halogen lamp. I switch it on. To my left are shutters on the large window. Noises from the night drift in. I do not want to sleep. For to sleep means to wake tomorrow and I know I shall be tired again.
Today I also tried to help a friend by creating a website for them. Have you ever tried to create a website for someone? I think it would be pretty easy, but who knows. Their group is called the Family Faith Guild. I have c reated them a website using a company called weeple. I think that is the correct name.

I have pain at the top of my back. My head hurts, my ribs are sore, and my legs are tired. I sometimes fancy that I have restless leg syndrome.

Maria is at the faith conference, cold and a bit sick. I hope that she has soup, toast and that time flies by her and her sleep is restorative and good, like a nice warm cup of goodness.