The coach I rode to the airport on was fancy. Most of the journey involved sitting. As a vegetarian, the leather seats made me feel comfortably uncomfortable. The blue lights lighting the coach’s interior felt vaguely futuristic, as if I were in one of the earlier Star Treks, only with a higher budget. (more…)
I met my girlfriend about a year and a half ago at aikido. Aikido’s what I love to do, and one day she showed up to training with a friend, and stuck at it. We didn’t really talk very much, not until I found out she was into philosophy. Man, philosophy rocks. And cute girls who’re into philosophy? You may as well give me cocaine ’cause I’m hooked. (more…)
Recently I’ve been getting ready for my move and doing irreverent things like going to Centre Parcs. My flat is still full of too much stuff but at least I’ve cancelled my phone and internet contracts now. Spending time recently with so many people has made me realise how much I’m leaving friends behind. And I’ve still got a few more friends to see before I go so I’m making the most of every minute of it. (more…)
I was walking to work today feeling a little impatient. Half-term is over so there were kids and parents dashing in and out of the school entrances along my route. It’s kind of like if there’s a beehive on a doorway and you have to perfectly time your dash through it to avoid any trouble. Okay, I guess it’s not exactly the same. This is more like a tunnel – door after door of beehives – it takes probably about two minutes to traverse the danger zone. And in my case there are two of them.
Here comes another installation of the Is it? Yes, that’s almost motivational Chronicle! I’ve been feeling pretty great lately. I stopped this morning and wondered why. I thought, “gee, everything seems to be going so well right now! It’s probably that.” But then I thought some more and realised, “what are you on about? You’re just ignoring anything that’s going wrong!” I should point out at this time I was over an hour late to work.
Slugs everywhere this morning. Snails too. Was trying not to step on any because I thought that if I were a slug, my day would be bad enough already without someone stepping on me. Snails too, which are kind of like posh slugs. I like to think of them as slug home-owners. The prospect of stepping on someone’s home wasn’t appealing either, so I did an awkward walk, staring at the floor all the way to the train station.
Now that I’ve decided to throw everything away and follow my dreams, I’ve become much more focused on my goals. Train lots, check. Save money, check. Start new blog to gain internet fandom, check and check. There’s really not that much to it. But the one thing I am finding tough is getting rid of all my stuff.
I had a dream about aikido last night. I like it when that happens. It’s better than dreaming about a gay experience with a mechanic, at any rate. I dreamt I was moving too early in response to a punch to the midsection. I like being able to say this because dreaming about aikido means it’s always on my mind. If you dream about something, it’s like you’ve thought about it so much that it’s imprinted itself upon your subconscious. Usually, anyway – gay experiences with mechanics don’t count.