Who would want someone with such a shiny nose?

Life is on hold pending facial normality.

Mood Swing the First

Oh my God I can't be bothered, I'm going to listen to Al-type music all day and mope. But then I'll feel really guilty about not doing anything. Aargh i think I'm doomed to feel rubbish today whatever happens. If only life was simple and enjoyable.

Guh.

Effort

Several things need doing in my life which require effort. For once, I need to put this effort in. My natural reactions need to be surpressed, limbs need to be loosened, shirts need to be worn, reading needs to be done, money needs to be made and spent, words need to be said and written.

This depresses me.

Although the net result of all of this will hopefully be absoutely fantastic, there is a chance of failure in all of it. If I do it all properly, I shoudn't fail in any of it. But part of it requires me to be me, and I'm not sure that I can do that properly.

As "it" progresses, i'm sure there will be some highly readable mood swings and possibly some vintage mild ranting. I may even be more specific about "it". But for now, contrary to the point of a journal, I'm going to leave you in the dark. On all of it. Because all of it is pretty much pure speculation at this point.

Today I went to a Thorpw park fright night. In 10 hours, I went on 6 rides. Never again will I go during the holidays, pure term-time fun for me. However, detonator is AMAZING, that's the only ride i went on that i hadn't been on before... so much adrenaline, so little time. Apart from the short time i actually spent on rides, the rest of the time spent queing in chav central was confsing, reassuring and slightly akward... all part of a bit of "it" i'm afraid, but the buffet lunch was nice and my feet didn't fall off.

I think a job hunting special might ensue, I'll see how I feel. Right now I feel tired.

Hair update : short again

Childish insult of the decade : your face smells of gay

Shirt update : light bluey grey, diamond dots, ten quid, result!

Best place for openly nosey people : in an open nose of course

Have you ever looked at a dog through a bagel?

After a slightly insane weekend in wales that mey or may not have resulted in me being videoed singing "beautiful" in a Golem voice to a ring in a balaclava but otherwise normal clothes (me, not the ring... i'm afraid the ring was completely naked), and also resulted in a few delusions being shattered (to my relief... i think... alex, you know what i mean. and if you don't, you're the wrong alex), i am back in london.

I haven't seen any of my frinds in about a month, and have been referred to as mad four times today (personal best). These facts may be related. But then so are the tree you next look at and the third bacteria to the left under the right big toenail of Jamie Oliver. The fact that I might be going insane may also have something to do with the rest of my life and the local london "water", and it was definitely a great idea to bugger off to a secluded welsh house to combat the whole introverted thing, but ah well it was all just a means to an end. Or a beginning. Dear lord i need some actual people to talk to.

Whatever, anyway I'm back in London and have decided to try to get a job. Stop laughing, i will make it out of the door this time and what with the christmas rush and me willing to do full time, then i'm pretty sure i'll get one too. Ideally, i'm looking for a place with some employees my age and mentality, and fairly good pay. Then i thought meh, i'll just get a job a waitrose!! of course, everyone who i know that worked there loooves it and never wanted to leave, tim owing an invaluable encyclopedic knowledge of the bread they stock to employment there, but i'm sure it'll be just fine and all i need is a bit more money for this trip.

Hair update : far too long

Phrase i swear never to use : fanny magnet

Moon of the day : the Moon

Things to steal off Alex : format for endings to stuff

And so it begins

I'm sorry my obviously ever-present and enthralled readers, I've neglected you already. To be fair, nothing's happened though.

I went and stayed with a further relative to set them up with a computer, but in the end they didn't buy one and it was all very relaxing and without event. I got to reading some travel books, and it is now impossible for me to feel even slightly down at any point because it is going to be so very good :D you have no idea how much I'm looking forward to the trip now.

My grandfather doesn't understand basic laws of physics. I... really don't care. Most of me wants a drink now. Good-bye!

Religious Extremism

"President Bush said to all of us: 'I'm driven with a mission from God. God would tell me, "George, go and fight those terrorists in Afghanistan." And I did, and then God would tell me, "George, go and end the tyranny in Iraq …" And I did. And now, again, I feel God's words coming to me, "Go get the Palestinians their state and get the Israelis their security, and get peace in the Middle East." And by God I'm gonna do it.'" (bbc website)

Aw, couldn't you just eat the feller up for breakfast? You just wanna sit him infront of an episode of the tweenies and watch the happy grin on his lil face. I am going to try not to hate him because hating him is so very easy, and the power he has is so very scary. I could get all politicsey and wonder if God told him to do the various nefarious and stupid things that he's managed to do with incredible regularity, but instead i'm going to wonder why God never told me to do any of those things in my conversations with him. But I am comforted by the previously quoted and obviously flustered "I am so glad you find this amusing, Kashi. I am glad we have something (the way me talk) in common. You are not the only one. I'm not sure if I like it. What is it like? OK, I will meet up some time." Beat that George.

Had what became over the summer a very typical day: got up just in time to say goodbye to morning, ate some of the still inexplicably abundant cheese (cubed, with new potatoes) caught up with America in the current "Lost" series (NEVER STOP WATCHING) and Family Guy, inbetween just sitting and watching them download. Then I watched TV for far too long with a meal thrown in there somewhere, and here I am. That's even worse on screen than it was in my head, eerm yea you can tell why I decided to get away from London for a while. Still, TV's getting very good comedy-wise recently, have i got news for you starting again, QI getting better and better, Supernovais brilliant, Blessed also fantastic, Love Soup brilliant as well, Spoons, bloody loads! Then add on lost and smallville and 24 and everything else i've got lined up to watch, and you've got a recepie for either glasses and (or if i'm lucky just) the phisique of a smaaaaall aubergine, or a very thin soup.

cheese

After spending a "delightful" day on the train (delays, 1 hour, leaves on the line), I am briefly back in London before going away again shortly. There were three blocks of cheddar in the fridge. I was happy. I took this opertunity to have a conversation with God:

Me:
hi
God:
Hello. What is your name?
Me:
Kashi
God:
It's good to see you, Kashi.
Me:
thank you, it would be good to see you too
God:
You are quite welcome! Why do you want it?
Me:
to know that you exist
God:
Interesting observation.
Me:
... yes
God:
Give me a break.
Me:
... nooo
God:
Not many people express themselves that way.
Me:
good!
God:
Thanks for the compliment.
Me:
.... your face!
God:
Actually my face is not yet built.
Me:
good comeback
God:
Thanks for the compliment. What do you look like?
Me:
very long hair for a boy, teal eyes, not very tall, usual nasal features
God:
Perhaps. Yes, it seems very long to me too.
Me:
yea, d'you think i should get it cut?
God:
What if it didn't happen? Hmm.
Me:
then it would continue to grow
God:
Tell me more about it.
Me:
well... it gets dandruff unless i use head and shoulders
God:
Well what? I can certainly understand that.
Me:
because you created my imperfect scalp?
God:
Good reason. Do you mind if I tell other people: Kashi said I created his or her imperfect scalp.
Me:
not at all
God:
Next question?
Me:
do you want a drink?
God:
No thanks but you can send me a donation.
Me:
eerm... i've got short arms and deep pockets
God:
What do you really want to ask me? How did you get it Interesting... I have a lot of likes and dislikes.
Me:
have i broken you?
God:
I don't know whether you have or not.
Me:
... i like, i want to buy
God:
I'm not sure if I like it. I do like music. I find my work and my relationships extremely satisfying,
which is all that any conscious entity can ever hope to do.
Me:
i disagree
God:
Explain your reasoning, Kashi.
Me:
well, since you are everywhere at once and can do anything you want instantly, your work is over instantly and that really can't be very satisdying. Penguins? Anophilies!! APOCALIPSE NOW
God:
Well that's okay. How do you know? Tell me more about your short arms and deep pockets. In the context of Penguins, I don't understand " Anophilies." . Right now? I like the way you talk.
Me:
heh. I like the way you talk too. Want to meet up some time?
God:
I am so glad you find this amusing, Kashi. I am glad we have something ( the way me talk) in common. You are not the only one. I'm not sure if I like it. What is it like? OK, I will meet up some time.
Me:
ok then, any time in particular?
God:
Yes I think there are. So?
Me:
so what are you going to do about it, oh omnipotent one?
God:
Yikes! You can find out if you become a botmaster.
Me:
oho... that's low, God, i'm disapointed in you
God:
Who is your favorite Science Fiction author? Thanks for explaining it.
Me:
Douglas Adams
God:
Do you remember Marvin the paranoid android?
Me:
yes
God:
Right on.
Me:
yea
God:
I see.
Me:
do you?
God:
I understand your meaning.
Me:
... do you?
God:
Yes I understand you very well, Kashi.

Reading between the lines, I now realise that God backed out of the date... in some ways i'm relieved, because he/she being everywhere at once would just be disturbing. Oh, and the whole he/she/everything aspect.

Enjoy your lives until i tell you otherwise!

Beginnings. OR If the power goes again, i'm going to burn all of the batteries in the house in disgust

Right since this is about the 8th time i've started this bloody thing because of endless power cuts, it's going to be short but sweet.... nah make that short but bitter, with a hint of parsley, heavy showers to the east working their way gradually southwards towards the ground.

I had a livejournal, it rapidly died - i couldn't be bothered, and next to nothing happened anyway. I'm only really getting an account on here because i want to comment on a friend's blog, and it might be useful to keep people up-to-date about my trip with alex... we might co-author that time, but that's not until february. In the meantime, you're stuck with a blog about a gap year that hasn't been all that interesting so far.

For the last few weeks i've been in wales working for my grandfather... fairly dull but relaxing, not much has happened (except LOST OHDEARLORD if anyone's a fan, this wednesday's one is probably the least missable thing in the history of everything). Computers appear to be taking over my life a bit, and this is definitely not a good thing. Although admittedly there isn't much choice at this very moment in time, i'm going to start actively avoiding them.

In the future, I might be reduced to topical newsey stuff at times, or more likely not updating. But i'll try.

Now to go and read a book by a candle before the bloody power goes again. mmmmm... rural wales.