Now before you all get excited and think i am being diRRRRty (thank you xstina for ruining that word forever) anyone who listens to 5 (honestly i am not really a fan but it just keeps coming up)will know that wednesday is hump day. Hump day because it is in the middle of the week and after the 'hump' its all downhill (in a good way) to the weekend. WOO HOO!
Yeah so the weekend is on its way and what shall i be doing? hmm... jetting off to a film premier? rushing to the front of a line of a new and exciting club (because i am on the list of course)? taking a long romantic walk on the beach with Mr Right? *SIGH* is it obvious i have no plans - its so weird coming back to a place you have lived all your life and knowing no-one. Although the Ali and Carla children may be coming down for the Duzi. Now who in their right mind is going to say no to canoe-er guys (?!) with their shirts wet, or better yet no shirts at all. I mean i am not really that keen on Jock Soc - but lets face it, its fun to look.
Continuing with my critique of valuable television i am going to say that i am an Everwood convert (its reshowing on SABC3 - better late than never right?). Now i realise that it is corny and idealistic and kinda makes you wanna vom a bit with the rural charm of it all but i must say the looney dad who talks to his dead wife, and the (obligatory) moody teen who actually has some quite good put downs for the jocky boys, do make for interesting viewing. Plus Treat Williams is a bit of 'treat' for an old guy.
But its not all TV - i am reading too! Although i seem to have fallen off the intellectual bandwagon - sorry Mr Wilde and Mr Coehlo - what with the availability of my mom's bookclub brain trash. I am reading murder mysteries by the bucketload, mainly for the tips they offer in case my boss askes me to deep etch one more fucking thing :)
Wow this guy that we call the biltong beast is here - he is built like a brick shit house - just muscles galore and he sells biltong. his life consists i am sure of gym and dried pieces of animal.
Lady X who works at The Company has just gotten back and hasn't seen him before and we were all having a bit of a snigger and she snaps at us: "Hes just trying to make a living!" I was like okay, but did no-one ever tell you that insanely shaped, bulgey men carrying half a cow worth of biltong are funny? And honestly, its not like she is Lady sensitivity. She was so insensitive to a guy asking for money for a cornea transplant for his daughter early today, i thought she was going to drop kick the poor fucker out the front door. I mean the bastard showed up with afidavits (spell?) and everything. Grr Arg!
Okay enough with that load of old crappola. Am at the moment staring out the window onto fields hill under iron grey sky - nice weather for ducks
love and peace
gypsy
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