fuck work.
fuck clients.
fuck my retard of a boss, you know who you are.
fuck the dickheads who sit within 2 feet south of me but are oblivious to any goings on in my wind tunnel of an office.
fuck my paperwork forever blowing off my desk.
fuck every second wednesday when the insult of a pay slip finds it's way onto the huge pile of shit on my desk.
fuck my desk.
love the old couple in my waiting area, he looks as if he has had a stroke and is in a wheelchair. She is doting on him and feeding him the froth from her capachino. They look like they have been together forever. It's truly beautiful and reminds me that there is more to life than coming to work at first light and battling every single person that walks though the door, staff or client.
love the bright sunny day and the wind that means that i should be out sailing.
love that i have my first guitar lesson in ten years tonght.
love the fact that my partner love me and hates my job too.
love my partner.

Hi ho, Hi ho it's off to work we go.

Ahh monday morning and the office is full of the buzz of what we all did on the weekend. Conversation turns to footy and drinking (we are in the motor trade after all). Yes i did get mildly drunk but not too unruly on the weekend but i don't wish to share that with the idiots i work with. Actually this morning i wish they weren't here. I would get so much more done without all the politics and she said he said bullshit. Not to mention the inane football shit they all talk about. For fucks sake it's just a game. Played by 40 men who all shower together but oh no they're not gay, they're mens men. They like to rape and assault, they're tough, no wait tuff.

well we are on the move. We have bought a house in the hills and are gearing up for the move.
Was doing some packing and tidying last night in preparation and listening to Juiliana Hatfield. Kind of got me thinking, what happened to that bunch of people that were around in my later high school years. Evan Dando, Juiliana, Babes In Toyland, Nick Dalton and all of those other "angsty" people.
Liz Phair is still going but is now featured on the Queer Eye soundtrack. Funny how when you are on a CD for a gay tv show you can be seen as selling out, what a topsy turvey world we live in. Is anyone still making that kind of music? or did we all grow out of it? hmmmm
And another thing, Daria. Is the ABC ever going to show that again. I lived for that show. Daria was cute.

man, you need to be some kind of friggin computer nerd to do all this stuff. Have chewed about 5 pens to destruction trying all this html stuff and adding links and comments. It never looked this hard!! I thought this stuff must be easy. Hopefully now with all my new found computer skills i'm a little closer to free porn forever.

Woah! here i am yada yada (does everybody do this post as their first blog?)

I want you all to know that this will be the lamest, most boring, least frequently updated, most boring and lamest blog in the history of blogging. Now we've got that straight we can proceed.

Thought i should start a blog cause everyone else is, kind of like smoking really. now i have a pack a day habit.
I guess it's another excuse to sit at my crap covered desk and avoid being dragged into converstions about the footy or heaven forbid, working!

so kids, strap yourselves in for a bumpy ride operation blog is about to commence