awakw forever

Rather busy out on the road this morning. This morning being 330am... not only was the traffic much thicker than usual, but the foot traffic was high too! A pair of sneeks on wellington, one on foot, the other on sloowww bike. Then at the foot bridge at omand's creek there was a collection of boys on bmx bicycles. In fact they weren't on the bikes at all... 2 of the fellows were on the tracks painting I imagine. The other was smoking a cigarette. Bikes laying on their sides on the path.

"Sorry 'bout that man."
"No worries dude."

It was a relitively slow ride to work today. I laid in bed until 130 thinking about sleep, took some time to look at pictures of me and my naked legs on the internet. Ah dear. I'm of two minds... It did happenm but does it need to be on the net...? I'm thinking perhaps not. I wonder how many people went to sleep without removing their make-up...? I know I'm one. I awoke to a surprisingly clean pillow. Which is lucky, because I was super later'd at the end of the night. Burger and fries to go from johnny g's is proof enough. not the burger say, but the stumble inside followed by a comatose wait by the bar in a black robe and half sweated away makeup. Rats.

Dear short hair:

Thanks for coming out.

My word, Last night they were holding circular saws up to each others faces... oof

The only real injustice is the fact that I'm not famous yet
Granted I haven't been trying
I want to make the most of my time on the planet
Soon as your born you start dying.

I enjoy this phrase and I know that when I turn it
It's as banal as I am
I try to keep this out of mind when I make something silly
Simple is a science.

Goodness gracious. It's nice to be back at work. no, really. Not to say that I ever truly left. It's more that I wasn't getting any darn shifts. And it's been lean! Straight up and down lean. It's such a drag. For so many reasons... First and most prevalent in my mind on a daily basis is my lack of ability to do whatever I want all the time. You may be saying: "But Will, you stupid idiot, having loads of free time is exactly one needs to do whatever one would want. Sheesh. Get a real subject before you start typing, dummy." While you may be right (about the time and the typing) the other main ingredient in the recipe for 'doing stuff' is dough. Cash-dough.

You want to go for a bike ride in the park? Free. You want to fix your bike? not free. You want to hang out? free. You want to hangout with a lady? not free... ha? You want to see a secret film at aceart? free. Want to see a box office smash hit with your room-mates on a moment's notice? not free.

I don't have expensive tastes really, but even a stone cold is more than stone soup...

Another reason I'm glad to be back is the people watching! And not even casual spying. I'm interacting with all sorts all the time. It's fun, I get to see the everyman without having to trudge through the mall or introduce myself! We can have a pleasant exchange, make a little joke to an old man, send them on their way and get on to the next. Sometimes I'm very stand-offish to superbabes. in my imagination they: 1) have many things handed to them and 2) have every man try to make eyes at them. So I go in the opposite direction. ha. I know it's almost cruel to treat someone differently because of their appearance, but I think it's OK in this situation. Keep in mind I'm talking about what our genereation defines as a superbabe.

I'm more into the faux hippie, faux indie, faux fur, faux socialable type

Gotta go...
more later.

"It's a good place to come home for the summer"

Jeff approaching

contents

Matea up to bat.

Dick on deck