Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Friday, April 22, 2005

Weekend ahead
Caught up with Ben H. on Monday, haven't seen him in 8 years. Discussed mostly about his life, which seems to be on the run from something or another. But I felt empowered when we went our separate ways. His life seemed so obscured with the fact and irrational decisions he has made and continues to make, making my own life somewhat Trivial Pursuit Beginners level. I tried telling him about a small fortune that he has amassed through ruthless gambling, that maybe it was telling him it was time to quit his losses and start afresh and not to look on the life lead to look on the life in prospect ahead... His answer was not what was needed to hear and I thought it wasn't going to be me who would change his mind, but something bigger and larger which will kick him in the ass and make him re-think a life lead the wrong way. He flew out to Turkey the next day to catch up with Craig who was going to Anzac day in Gallipoli.

Simone and I have departed our separate ways finally, nothing too much to explain here, knew it was over as soon as the phone calls stopped coming frequently and her time was always busy. Made the decision to ring her the other day and finally call it off, echoes my constant decision not to form a relationship with someone as unstable as I and as young as 21.

Retail therapy is such a good excuse to make ones life happier for a small fraction. The pastel pink is crawled its way back into male society and I am yet to make the decision on buying a shirt, wearing it and looking it at in my cupboard like some other choices people make. So I decided on the white sneakers instead and I'm looking like a golfer without his clubs. But hey fashion is only a crime if you wear it at the wrong time.

Heading off to Karlie's birthday tonight at Sugar Reef, but going to make a short appearance and head home for the weekend of nothing, and collect thoughts, do a few things and basically sit back and hear the click-shhhh of the can’s of beer I will be opening from time to time. Might catch up with Andy on Sunday if the sun is bright and stare at the women walking buy at the nearest pub in Ealing.

Deedee has got back from Eastern Europe so I will be keen to hear the tales of adventure. He has put forward a decision to do the Trans-Siberian next July and I've always been quite keen on this idea so I'll be saving up some cash for it - however I do believe that Adam wants to go to Germany for the football next year or was that 2007?

Finally got to see Sam's pad last Saturday as I dragged some of the guys back to his house with a slab of beer and got drunk listening to a CD he made for the trip up to Edinburgh, but couldn't use because of there was no CD player in the car. Sat around his house on Sunday watching Hero and going through photo's I developed, which had been sitting around for the last 6 months, some funny pictures in there - including Venice.

Decided it was time to move as well, so I decided to move into a bigger room into the house and loving it too. Negotiated my way for a 20 quid extra a month for it and probably saved 40. Lindsey is moving out next week and it's going to be sad to see her go, she is heading down to Clapham.

Weekend ahead

Let our time continue.
From the distant shores.
Reflected upon lost innocence,
With our pursuits of youth.

Little do we know,
That we are older.
Seldom content nor fortunate,
Yet wishing to be wiser.

Charging the brewery,
Seeking to imbibe another,
And to laugh our merry song.
Nursing heads in the morrow.

Rally the banner for one more.
Us soldiers of leisure,
Searchers of the glory,
Remembering the fallen.

LS at 4/22/2005 08:54:00 PM

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