life

I've been here 8 months. And it still
is shit: still haven't completely unpacked,
have made no friends, missed the film festival,
haven't been out to a blues/jazz club in ages,
no women.

This is shit. I cannot wait to get out of here.
It feels like my life has been put on hold yet
again. ALways on hold. Never moving forward.
Grad school was like that too. I'm existing for
somebody else. I feel powerless. I don't think
I've ever really lived for myself.

Things have to change. I have to change them though.
I will change them.

WTF?

Seriously, people....what the fuck did you just
do yesterday? You handed Harper another
fucking turn at bat. This clown, who's grinning
like Heath Ledger in Batman and is almost as
psychotic, is PM again.

The environment? Social justice issues? Rights
of workers? Phew! You just gave him a blank
cheque to piss one em!

Listen, this screwjack has been weaseling his
way along for awhile now. He's a bad fungus:
you know he's there, but he's not really doing
much harm, then one day you wake up and he's covering
your wall, and your hacking up a lung cause he's
fucked up your living enivornment. You can't
get rid of him, and you can't move,
cause who would buy some place lousy with fungus?
Your neighbours talk behind your back: "ohhh, it
used ot be such a lovely place! such a shame!"

Time to throw some vinegar on this fucker....

p.s.- that said, I still want come back ....please....