All hail the cynic

I was star struck by cinnacism yesterday, chatted online for about 20 minutes. Shes as sharp as a blade - great talk. She's the reason i started blogging i kid you not.

Mum

I went to see my mum yesterday, she looked at me squinting and said:
"You look like your blood is weak, eat more plaintain"
She always does this, squinting as she recieves sight beyond sight, she sees beyond medicine with her eyes, finds some fault - but then - oh joyous day a cure!
Its usually something so utterly profound and disjointed that im thrown. I've been told my neck is out of joint, to drink more milk, to eat honey to clear my jaundiced eyes, to eat bitterleaf for a cold.
I always do it - I mean, if you cant trust a schizophrenic mum that takes time out of delusions to deliver some off the cuff homeopathic remedies - who the hell can you trust.
So far im fine. not the bald head , jaundiced crooked freak my mother fears.

Vibes

the truth is i stayed in bed the whole of yesterday. Reading a book. South of the Border West of the Sun, Basically about a screwed up japanese dude, and a screwed up girl with a screwed up leg. It was awesome, i really loved his simple style of writting and really confirmed what i already known to be true, bad vibes are catching.
In it he talked about the condition known as siberia hysteria, which i interepet to mean the desire to fall off the edge of the world. i think i will be buying more of his material - truly moving!

The awful truth about christmas shopping

I was rocking at amplified on Saturday night. It's one of the few RnB nights where people still go to dance! The club had the feel of a new york, set in a basement, there was a slightly pretentious drawing room affair packed to the ceiling with fake books, which opened out into a dancefloor and bar area. The usual crowd -BeefCakes with tight t-shirts and shades, Honies in tight clothes dancing to sexy tunes, and slightly spilling out of thier outfits (front & back!)while doing so.
I must have been easy to recognise because I turned up in snow boots! I'd just bought them from TK Maxx. I figured it would be fun to clump around on the dance floor in them - a bit like RnB moshing. Dancing, acting silly &clumping around to the tunes - I made quite a few friends,aside from those that I knew already. So it turns out at the end of the night we spill onto the street , talking about this and that. The subject of Christmas shopping comes up, I went Christmas shopping with the girl that I'm seeing. And apparently this has catapulted me into a serious relationship - This point I fundamentally disagree , I was just trying to get some stuff bought before Christmas eve. Some of the women present (semi)jokingly called me a bastard, I stand firm.
Christmas shopping aint nuthin!

Comments

I got my first comment on my blog yesterday. Its from a 13 year old boy that likes giant robots and thinks that there is a government conspiracy of assassination by exploding pies.
Thanks for the post kid!