Perhaps once you had a ‘thing’ in your life where you found silence, peace and the true reminder of what it is to be alive. For me, it was small calibre shooting. .22 ftw. When I was there, I didn’t take it seriously. Oh, I got colours, but that was because for some ridiculous reason, [...]

Hmmmm…quite an evening. Went to The Hungarian Bar as it was Brilliant Hungarian’s bday party. Left early as poor Bambi was…to put it lightly…in pain. But of course, stoically handling said severe pain. Freaking idiot.
Man, I love those people. Should hopefully see them again soon. Swine flu has thus far precluded any visits to the [...]

I warn you now: this post offers  the intellectual stimulation of  watching a Love Boat episode with purple cotton candy wedged in your ears.
It has been quite a week. I’m so knackered I can barely see straight. I am not the biggest sleeper in the world but 15 or so hours in 4 days is [...]

I have no idea where to start. I am so incredibly happy that I feel like I breathe by expanding my lungs past my ribs and inhaling popping candy oxygen. I love my life. I do not deserve this blessing nor this blood sizzling joy. And no, I am not in love.
Factors contributing to said [...]

The date went surprisingly well. Granted I could muster only the odd Witty Remark but I think that was a good thing. Such a nice/cute guy. He beams when he smiles but manages to look the Karoo dusk and not a strobelight.
It’s the weirdest thing, the past while it seems as if my taste in [...]

You know you’ve had a rough evening when the next day it feels like you are wading through the metre high snowbank that is your work day while wearing little more than a flimsy dress aka your conscience. My brain currently resembles a 1.5kg roughly hewn block of porous gloop.
Went to Tings with Little [...]

Look I know I kvetch about “lurve” a lot. I’m a GIRL. Deal with it. So yet another update about Cupid and Eros and all the other chubby little bastards which so greatly influence my pinkity pink existence.
Russian Mafia Guy is pretty irrevocably in love, and that is awesome :). What is not so awesome [...]

I love the endless-possibility-feeling of a Saturday morning, when the living is easy*. An epic evening of acoustic blues at Sinkshack with Badword, Poet Programmer and the guys from The Black Cat Bones ensured a fragile morning ensconced in feather duvet and The Rattle Bag. I have no idea what I will do the rest [...]

My soul is in turmoil. Or not turmoil so much as uncertain sloshing. I miss church. I miss fellowship. I miss being in love with my Saviour. I needed space but I got lost in all that I demanded. I decided that a training jet pack and some hours in the simulator would be more [...]

Buggering badgers on a stick. It’s time I start dating.
Considering that even the biggest womaniser I know is now in a relationship and almost certainly in maybe-love, and CC is long since a goner, that leaves me with a dwindling supply of single friends. And frankly, I want a Waking Life connection. I don’t need [...]