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no one expects the spanish inquisition

June 5, 2003 — Leave a comment

didn’t expect that did you?  i love monty python, found the official website 

i’m talking to vic and waiting for her to finish her post. it’s such a joy to be able to talk to her. our 10pm im sessions have been a part of my life for almost three years. 🙂 interrupted only by the 10pm phone calls for the 6 months i was in fl. i miss hearing her voice, just before i fell asleep. the night before vic left to go off to the wild blue yonder, i called and read to her. i hadn’t realised how much i’d missed that. it’s the simple things that make life worthwhile. 

i’m going to bed now, one night closer to curling up in bed with my love. i’m not maudlin or depressed. i feel blessed and happy to have this woman in my life and as a friend pointed out, when you find someone so perfectly suited, you should expect to jump through some hoops to prove your worthiness for such a prize. 

gnight, pleasant dreams to all.

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the zen of tattoos

June 5, 2003 — Leave a comment

vic is back. woo hoo.
today is now official perfect. 

yes, the simple things in life make me happy. forget the rest of crap that’s going wrong today (tattoo guy bailed on the interview today, the phones in the office are down, my boss has thrown a monkey wrench into my carefully arranged shoot this weekend (yes, it is thursday, she’s changing models…) and my anger towards her has sucked all the inspiration for this new campaign out of me.)

my love is back and right now that’s all that matters. i’m going to finish watching real women have curves see if that doesn’t bring some light back in brain. if that doesn’t work, i’m taking the work home. there is a certain comfort and inspiration to sitting around my house working.

i mentioned in another post, that i reach an almost zen like state when i get ink. it’s kind of hard to explain, you tune out most of the pain and focus on the hum of the machine, breathing, drifting. it’s an amazing feeling, then when it’s done, there is the tingling sensation on area that’s been tattoo’d grounding you almost. or it could just be me.

anyway, i’m back to the grind. links and more later.

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i live to beta test

June 5, 2003 — Leave a comment

just an early morning post to test the music feature on JS.

i’m trying not to be exceptionally late for work, i have an interview to conduct. i don’t think i’m a bad manager particularly but i’ve never liked being interviewed and i think it shows, i come off as abupt. time to get going, i’ve got a long day ahead, the high point of which is vic’s return. i’ve missed her fiercely, but gladly i haven’t been all whiny, i feel positive and at the breakdown point i got some ink, which usually puts me in a zen like place. (i’ll explain later)

in other news vic’s ticket is booked for a july visit. i wont start counting down the days just yet, things have a habit of going pear shaped at the last minute. i’m saying prayers to all the divinities and keeping all my appendages crossed.

off to save the world, peace.

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adversity into opportunity

May 28, 2003 — Leave a comment

vic and i have decided that our current entertainments are worthy of the big screen. we are attempting to write a comedic screenplay about our adventures.

if you get a little perspective on our situation it does seems a little funny.

neither of us actually has actually written a screenplay (well vic has done documentary work and i’ve attempted documentary work) and this is going to be our first combined endeavour. i think it’s going to be fun. work begins this weekend. vic is off to the wilds of michigan with the familia for a week, so i’m planning on channelling the anger, the frustration, the lonliness of the next couple of days into a serious stab at our very entertaining story.

the time has come to get some sleep. too many late nights over the last couple of days. although i should unpack the three bags full of laundry, but there is the feel of slipping on a still hot, fresh smelling tshirt. ok so i’m a freak (and fucking lazy too)

gnight.

 

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i am a good house husband

May 28, 2003 — Leave a comment

i was going for domestic goddess, but i decided against it because i hate ironing.

i have just returned from the laundry. 10 weeks of dirty clothes washed and folded, i feel invigorated, doing laundry always brings me clarity. the gentle hum of the washing machines and the sound of clothes tumbling in the dryer always relaxes me.
i even enjoy the folding, but the ironing. oh the ironing. bleech. 

speech of bleech – boos for cheer. sometime ago when i was palnning on washing i asked my mother to get me some detergent at the supermarket, i’m sure i asked for (free plug here) tide. instead she brought home cheer. fast forward to tonight i’m taking my jeans out of the dryer and realising that they are still kind of nasty looking. what the fuck? i did not spend close to $50 on a box of detergent for my clothes to come out looking less than sparkling. luckily, like i said before laundry makes me very zen. so for you other domestic god(desse)s — CHEER – bad! TIDE – good!

which in the circuitous way my mind works, brings me to the my earlier apology/retration/correction. i’ve been pondering what is and is not fair material for my blog? and in one of my moments of laundry induced zen i have concluded – that i will blog about the things that are going on in my life, the (adult) people that occupy said life (or lack thereof), unless (and this is the kicker) i am asked by any person mentioned, in thought, deed, name or description, never to do so again. i think that’s fair. 

if you don’t think so, well as i said in my very first post, fuck you and the horse you rode in on. this is the internet, you are not strapped to a chair and forced to come here, you came of your own volition and the same speed with you clicked to get here, is the same speed you can click to get out.

not that i’ve gotten that off my chest, i’m off to talk to my wife.

and now your moment of zen

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rearing to go

May 27, 2003 — Leave a comment

i should be curled up in my bed ready to sleep, but due to some personality/biological quirk, i am bright eyed and bushy tailed but when i do crash it’s going to be hard. the fucking annual report is finally out of my hair, even though i had to give up my afternoon for it. so much my big laundry plans, i’m eyeing the pile of dirty clothes for the least dirty to wear. 

i’m getting a lot of attitude from the woman that hired me to do the job and i’m really regretting taking the job, if she tries to fuck me on this i’m going to be really upset. on to more pleasant thought, there is a picture of me at the media awards in my gallery, i’m on the very end in the red shirt and sarong (not that you can tell in the picture), next to me is karen, my accomplice. if you want to know who else is in the picture email me. 

speaking of sarongs vic wore hers for the first time today, the thought of which still has my heart racing, it was the only thing that prevented from going postal this afternoon. thank you vic. 

now that all the paying shit i have to do is out of my hair, i can cruise all my boards and the usual haunts and bring to you my loyal readers, links of interest and as it’s tuesday let’s start out with dan the man: 

savage love from the village voice (this week is extra special – trust me) 

nerve’s bad erotic fiction winners 

at last a smoking gun in iraq 

meanwhile in a non-oil rich portion of the world 

in lighter news 

other people’s stories 

finally proof that metafilter is evil (insert sinster laugh here) 

cake or death – a link to one of the funniest comedians on the planet 

and while we’re here my other fave comedian – george carlin 

there are more links but i’m tired of copying and pasting, so go here and expand you horizons. 

the weariness is beginning to settle in, that compounded by the fact it’s hot as all fuck, it slowly driving me to bed. couple with which journalspace is being wonky, i can go to certain blogs but not others. i really should get a life. 

gnight.

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back with some perspective

May 24, 2003 — Leave a comment

the project i’m working on is still not done, but i’ve made major headway. the important pages are with the client for proofing.

in personal news, i was just rereading vic’s last post and realising that it need some perspective.

here some perspective in your eye (and tell me if you notice any parallels):
vic met someone online, fell in love, got married, moved lock, stock and child to be with her husband, couldn’t work, got depressed, hubby wasn’t quite what he purported to be, vic got more unhappy, more depressed, husband got weird and verbally abusive, vic packs it in and returns home. fast forward some months later, vic meets someone else online, falls in love…

i understand vic reluctance to move here. i haven’t been the best spokesman for trinidad, her worries about getting a job. the last time she moved away with her, she was at least on the same continent. i think she should come clean with her mother, but having some mother issues of my own, i understand her position there as well.

a day later, i’m no longer as angry and upset as i was. vic and are going to make it somewhere, somehow. if she comes and decides she can’t live in trinidad, that’s not going to be the end of the world. we are just going to have to ensure that there are no 8 months windows where don’t see each other.

the bottomline is i love victoria, more than i have ever loved any human being and i’m not giving her up for anything.

today is the piglet’s birthday, so i’m off to spend some quality time.

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woo hoo

May 20, 2003 — Leave a comment

less than 12 hours to the matrix reloaded.

i’m going into the office to cut and mount up the layouts i did today and then bail out and head to the movies.

i should get to bed but before i do, i’m going to post the first picture of my new work in progress.

i have so much to say at the moment but i’m not quite sure where to begin and what i want to say.

i want to talk about how much i miss vic and deleting my friend ian’s contact info off my computer today (he died last year just before christmas), how teary gilmore girls made me and as much as i like the season finale of smallville, something seemed to be missing.

actually that seems to be the crux of my life at the moment. something is missing – victoria. she is my light and my joy, she means the world to me and being without her, is at best; difficult, at worst…

it’s where i am now. holding on daily to the joy her presence, even online brings me.

fuck, i’m getting maudlin.

good night.

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i was worried there for a moment

May 20, 2003 — Leave a comment

i thought my MS (which ever you choose) comment had caught up with me. 

i’m addicted, i will admit this freely, no vic, no journalspace, i was just beside myself. 

i really should get a life. this is a short post as i’m heading out again to catch the season finale of gilmore and smallville (told you i had no life) 

i’ll be back with more links and adventures later.

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martha stewart is the devil

May 19, 2003 — Leave a comment

so vic just came on and told me she’d be back in an hour, so she can watch the final hour of the martha stewart movie. i don’t think it’s out of love for martha, i think it’s more in a know thine enemy kind of way.

but when you’ve just gotten up you make all sorts of weird mental assoications (actually i don’t need an excuse, i make them anyway) so i was iming a friend and was about to abbreviate martha stewart and realised that the two of the most evil empires have the same initials.

Martha Stewart / MicroSoft = MS.

coincidence? i don’t think so. 

there is heinious evil afoot here. 

are they one and the same? or are they legion? who else has the initial MS? is there a plot?

these and other questions enquiring minds want to know.

i am such an idle fucker. this is what happens when you have too much time on your hands.

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