Friday, October 24, 2008

Second month, first week of...

Heyo!
Was at work today, it was a lot better than the last two days. Still exceedingly dull, but as I'm getting to know the people who work there more now (I get the same bus to and from work as three of them) and am knowing my job more, I can relax a bit. But at times, it still bogs you down... that's what music is for! Yes, plug in my iPod and I'm safe in a little cocoon of my own world, away from the shuffling plebs of humanity. I've realised I really like a band called Blue Oyster Cult, one introduced to me by my stepbrother, and so have had them playing to me nearly all day.
Another reason the day was better was because on Fridays, they order about 20 pizzas for lunch! Ha! Free pizza and coke. My diet for today has been shot like the police cars Arnie shoots in Terminator 2, when he's holding the minigun, so I've returned to this quaint little internet place and am now re-obtaining the banana bread recipe. Going to redo it, but a lot more this time, and with a few splashes of vanilla essence. Sounds good, huh.
I've just realised, back to the work topic... It's nice, when I'm plugged in and my arms are just going through the motions, my mind can wander for long stretches of time. I was stood there working solidly for about an hour today, while thinking of home, and the people back there. Was nice to be able to slow down and think, while actually not letting people know you're doing it. On the way back from work I saw the sunset, but by the time I actually did get back, it wasn't worth the rush to get down to the bay. I'll do it tomorrow though. Will get up around 10, play basketball until about 12.30, go to the park for two hours, come back and maybe chill or go back to my court, and then at 6-6.30 I'll walk to the bay, and relax and unwind. Sounds like a good day. I have less things I need to buy now, the main being food and rent. I have enough clothes to cover me for most occasions, I have entertainment (ball, baking and I've joined blockbusters, so I get 3 movies for $5. Considering I put the movies on my laptop and keep them, NOT BAD.)
So my earnings are lasting a while. That's good.
Ok then, I really can't think of much else. Missing those who matter to me. Not missing the rest, haha, screw yourselves. (Just kidding. That would be unpleasant for all.) But nah, missing you guys.
Speak soon, you all know how.
Byeeeeeee.

Captain's Log, Sunday 26th October 2008. Time: 1.51 pm.
Mood - Curiously upbeat.
I'm back in the little internet place around the corner, getting a map of the coastline. I have the urge to walk, all day. This is partly to do with me having eaten most of the woopass banana bread, and feeling pudgy, and also because I really don't want to hang around my roommates today. Suprising how much you are repelled by someone who wakes you up by calling you lazy, and then pounding bass into your skull with the same frikkin song that he plays every day.
My body is aching from the last few days, working and tennis and basketball. My roommate Melano is good at tennis, and he kinda made me buy a raquet so we could play in the court next to my basketball place. And I try to play well, but he can't help but make me feel like I'm worthless, so I don't really want to hang around him much either.
So, I shall walk. I have my walking boots, I shall buy a few two litre bottles of water and I'll try and print off maps of coastlines and paths. And then I'll walk to a high point on a cliff somewhere, and relax.
Must be home before nine though. Mum has planned a Skype convo, and I need to get back here as the hostel's internet is GAYEEEEE. And I have work tomorrow. Basically, the workplace asked me on Thursday if I wanted to work Saturday (yesterday). I turned it down, as I was pretty tired, and I have stuff on Saturday. But the Saturday work was killed off, and instead I gotta work tomorrow from six in the morning to six in the evening. This means getting a taxi from a station at 5.30. Which means waking up at about 4.30. Hurrah!
Think of the money...
I can't think of much else to say. I'm now on a health binge, refusing to let myself buy cake, M&Ms and rum. And ingredients for making B. bread. And I'm trying to eat well, like noodles and sushi.
Ah yes! On our trip to buy tennis raquets yesterday, Melano and I went to a foodcourt. There were about 10 different stalls, selling food from around the world. I had an urge for Korean food, as I can't remember trying it before, and I went out on a limb and bought the seafood noodle dish. Prawns, octopus, squid and mussels! It was horrible to look at, but really tasty. I bought it partly because I never have before, partly to try and get over my phobia of sea creatures (if I've eaten it, I'm better than it) and partly because when I was younger, my folks took me out to a fancy restaurant, and in my childish innocence I ordered the most expensive thing on the menu, the seafood platter. Well, when it showed up I was horrified at the sight of it, and didn't touch it. Dad had to eat it, so it wasn't a waste, and they were both annoyed because it was so expensive.
Sorry folks :P.
Well, now I really can't think of anything else.
Speak soon friends!
All the best.

Heya guys.
Pretty tired, this'll be just a quick post.
Basically, still with the same warehouse job, been working all week. So tiring, but it's more fun now, a friend from the hostel called Marta (Marter?) is working the same place as I am, so I get to hang out with her. And the room she's in has a spare bed, so I might change rooms for a while, to get away from Hendrich. He's got a girl round for the week, and last night I had to feign sleep for about two hours. Not doing that every night, so probably gonna just move room, it'll save me some horrible memories.
Hoping everyone at home is doing well. And the wellesbourne crew, much love.
The walk was good! I don't think I've posted since then. Basically, I was walking along a road, in a jungle. Walked for around three or four hours, and now my back is in agony. I realise the importance (now) of good bags for walking long distance, a rucksack just doesn't cut anything, let alone mustard. But it was nice to walk again. Even though I didn't get to where I wanted to go, as it got dark. Walking through a jungle in the dark is pretty ominous. Bats flying around, that's cool, but not for more than an hour.
Right, I gotta head back. I've been renting movies, and I have Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon tonight. I bought donuts (a weakness hit me, just as I passed the stall. Fool!) and have the remains of last night's dinner, so it'll be a quiet night in.
Speak soon!
Byeeee

1 comment:

Big Round Resusci Doc said...

having time to think while doing mind-numbing menial tasks for your keep reminds me of life in the kibbutz oil drum factory. Had to concentrate more when on the press (I'll show you the scar). Otherwise, lots of time to drift away. The bloody plastics machine: 26 seconds rest, 8 seconds to remove the hot cast and put it on the cooling rack, 12 seconds to turn over the next three, 12 seconds to tear the swarf from the last two and put the clean one in the cage, 2 second to walk back to resting point. Over and over again... Decided I preferred working hard to lazing about, but sometimes one needs to laze, especially if the job's really terrible, like jumping up a down on a mass of cotton in the fields. Beats digging trenches to plant avocado trees...