well as you all can see... the place now looks dramatically different...

well leave comments and tell me what you think ok...
and oh yar i drew the graphic myself...

ah... goodness... it's been awhile now hasn't it...

hello there...

a train ride home today saw me watch two kids playing on the train... it was one of those old playthings almost nobody knows of nowadays... a tube of gum... you squeeze a little out onto a tiny straw, and then blow and it inflates into a little bubble...

the bubble's pretty hardy... might last for even a day if you're careful with it... and i used to love the game...

but i got frustrated...
those bubbles lie...

they put up pretences... give hope of certainty when they live not so much longer than their watery counterparts...
i suppose that's the reason why it never lasts past childhood... only in the foolishness of childhood... before one learns that things when lost are painful... can a child play and watch his bubble turn to a sticky little lump and carry on... fortunately and thankfully nonchalant...

i would rather forget those capricious toys... move on to real bubbles...
come from a seeming nowhere and go just as easily... no danger of loss when no bond is formed...

but those bubbles... that you could touch and feel soft in your hands... smell that gum fresh from the tube...
see the colours stretch and dance on their surface...

and soon learn that nothing lasts forever... as you frantically search for the miniscule aperture through which your bubble dies... you helpless as the colours compress like an oil slick after the rain running down a drain... the strains entangling into a knot... useless as a plaything...

then the childish mind forgets it and blows another and another...

but we're no longer children are we...?

anyways...

planning on getting a new flute... i think i've outgrown the one that's been following me for the past seven years...
mildly excited over it...
haha... it seems to open up so much more possibilities...
can't wait...

but of course it's 'can't wait' in a grown up sort of way so there's not going to be any knots in my stomach prior to purchase... no whining and are-we-there-yet's...

goodness it's my own money...
of course i can feel the pinch...

but still...

haha... goodie...
can't wait...

hello there everybody...

i went to watch a movie yesterday... alone...
it was the 9.30 pm show...
and the process of buying a ticket went something like this...

ME: Hi, can I have one ticket for "Infection" please?

UNLUCKY GIRL AT BOX OFFICE NINE-O'CLOCK SHIFT: One?

ME: Yes one... (looks expectantly UGABONS)

UGABONS: ...err... OK.
(UGABONS tries to maintain an even voice and almost succeeds. She unfortunately has less control over her facial muscles as she gapes in bewilderment at ME.)
(UGABONS looks like CHIMP seeing self in mirror for the first time.)
(Hands out one ticket)
Eight-fifty please.
(Thought bubble appears: "Single (obviously!). How sad." ME with superior intuition undoubtedly notices this.)

ME: (While making payment, and deciding whether to salvage reputation or preserve dignity) Yeah, err, thanks.

(CHIMP stares as embarrased ME exits stage right.)

so anyway i go for a walk while waiting for the movie to start...
it was a spur of the moment decision see... so time management was obviously out the window...

so anyway i come back in about half an hour's time... and i enter the cinema...

then i realize i entered the wrong one so i leave looking like desperate blind date guy who's been stood up...

i enter the cinema... the correct one this time... and get to my seat...
i look around and see that it's half filled...
the only people there are a group of boiseterous teenagers... probably all nicely paired up...

and plenty of couples...

now the box office girl's chimpy expression really makes sense to me...

so i sit through a movie i hardly understand in a freezing theatre...
half the time wondering when it's gonna end...
and the other half wondering why there's so much green goo on the screen...

the latter's the former half and the former's the latter half...

go figure...

and nobody is to say i need a life...
at all...