post 12. blogging fits!

strange attack of the blogging fits! seemed compelled to post mundane observations on the internet! continously!

lol. flying off to brisbane this sunday night. seems interesting. hope they have better shopping than perth. shopping in perth is homogenous and depressing. unless i just don't know where all the cool shops are. hah. thanks to my sis, who is sponsoring my ticket. (ps. good luck with you-know-what. hmmm. JUST DO IT!)

yes, i will try to finish the rottnest trip. reminded of it when the last friday the 13th came and went. is it normal to have more than one friday the 13th in a year? thought i would finish and post the rottnest trip on friday the 13th but actually never managed to do so. have a new format for posting photos in mind. let's see how it turns out.

general mood, very content with life now. even though there's a few things bugging me atm (residue guilt over break-up with ex. in retrospect, was an ass and made horrendous mistakes. can't apologize enough to her once she is willing to talk to me again. EPA supp - minor stuff ups again(!), but should be able to pass. lack of job - how to raise money for year end trip? other misc stuff on mind).

last night spent hours laying on the sofa watching and listening to simon jam on his guitar. took a few video clips of him fooling around. lol. will see if i can convert it to avi and somehow get it on here. but yesh, last night was good. sounds simple but it was very good. been a while since i actually felt contented and HAPPY. life is good. then le tour came on SBS to round off a very good evening. fell asleep at the last 30 km so missed the ending. came awake in time to watch them comment on the win so probably missed it by seconds. was actually waiting for something, even though i was quite tired by the time le tour came on since been up since 5 in the morning, but it never came. but surprsingly, not really bothered much and went to bed still happy and contented.

in fact, still am. probably why posting so much. always thought needed turmoil to produce good writing, which i think is still true, but happiness seemed to provoke a diarrhoea of words as well. ^^