Sun-Fright

I really have to say, that apart from when i'm playing football, i really have an aversion to sunlight. The sheer brightness of the world thru my open windows every morning, are a consistent pain on my grubby/drunk/not-enough-sleep eyes (cancel as appropriate).

Nights on the other hand, are so much more inviting. You can do everything comfortably. You eat the best meal of the day at night, you can sleep whenever you want(until of course the sunlight comes and stabs you in the eye), you can cozy up to a scary/dramatic/pot-head movie, You can bring yourself a step closer to qualifying for alcoholics anonymous, You can look at stars, and you can CHOOSE the kinda light, and the level of light you want, its just so much more condescending the night is. It's like spending the weekend at you Grandparents house, they let you get away with anything!

I know you morning people are out there, with your 5.30am alarms, and 6am jogs. Absolutely mental if you ask me. Daylight should be for all of 4hrs, long enough for plants to photosynthesis, for us to clear our emails, have our bacon for the day, and return to relaxing bosom of night.

Hmm, i wonder who i can petition to!?

Split ends

I've effectively gone from the Not-so-daily-gazza, to the Once-in-awhile-if-you're-lucky gazza. Well, not like any one is up in arms, and holding cyber rallies that i'm not writing, so its really not too bad. Except for myself, when i look at the triple-declining balance form that my post counts are taking over time.

Anyways, there's just been a lack of inspiration aura about me, that's just sucked all ideas, and positive action out of me. I've turned into a net potato, scouring the deviously deep depths of cyberspace, boldly following links that no man has ever followed before.

I wish. lol
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Now, as for you Mr. Descartes aka Mark, for the whole God is looking over us bit. I think its far from true. If every good thing is to be attributed to an almighty, then i think its only fair that every bad thing should bear his signature too.

Yet, conventional religion teaches different. Good things come from above, and all the messed up things is the doing of that dude from Australia. Which hardly seems fair, cause even if we think something bad is from God, we believe its a test, and that its only going to get better if we get out of it. We don't go around denouncing him, and trying to exorcise him from our lives do we?

I doubt that reality is tied in with a God overlooking us. Most of the time, its a handful of good friends, and the love of a family, or even a random good-willed stranger. And the old, God is moving thru them argument, is a little overused. Cos really, he should be moving thru some OTHER people instead, like those goons tearing the world apart for silver cars, castles, and bottomless swiss bank accounts.

Nope when good things happen, it means that you did good. And if bad things happen, well you probably screwed up some where, and frankly, we'll never ever get things the way we want it, there's just too many ever-changing variables that go into keeping one happy, that'll it'll never ever balance. So bad things happening to you is the one things you can bet your left eye on! hehe

California Dreaming

Alright, i've been taking a long break. Not really! Busy times these are, what with wars, Birthdays, and dodgy Traffic police, a Man rarely has time to even remember that he has to come here and write on occasion.

Anyways, i know i promised you Mr. Descartes that i'd have an answer for you, but i feel like a more pressing feeling to write about this song. I was listening to it twice on my way to work today, its a good song, called "California Dreaming." The First part of the Song,

All the Leaves are Brown,
And the Sky is Grey,
I've Been for a Walk,
On a Winter's Day,
I'd be Safe and warm,
If I was in LA,
California Dreaming,
On Such a Winter's Day..

And you know what, I AM California Dreaming.