On the road today, there was some guy nearby who missed a turn because the guy ahead of him only just made it through the traffic lights. You could hear this guy then screaming at the successful turnee about being a fucking moron.

As I do, I just quietly said "He can't hear you". Then I argued with the angry guy who couldn't hear me, about his target being fucking slow, but not a fucking moron. Or maybe they were a slow fucking moron. But the problem was slow - because a fast moron would have been fine. Not that it mattered at all because being angry here doesn't fix anything at all.

Eventually I added anger to a list of things that society in general could benefit from training with. I think the list includes left vs right, stop vs go, basic counting (for supermarket queues), and heaps of other stuff that I forget now. I have wondered how I could volunteer my time to help the world by teaching these things for free.

Practical anger would be a good course. Like the situation above - no benefit to your anger. Mobile phone inexplicably fucked up - might help to thump it after trying all other options.

I don't think a TAFE would let the course run - but a Neighborhood House might.

A short while ago, there was much parental shouting. Then Mum knocked just to let me know - she is going to buy rice.

I'm enjoying being unemployed so far, and today I feel like my brain is starting to spin up. I've also had this awesome realisation... with multiple desktops and imitation post-it-notes, I have a cool magnetic poetry equivalent.  read more »

Now that I am living with my parents, weekend meals involve television.

Documentaries are funny if you imagine that you are making a documentary about documentary narrators. Also - many other things are funny if you imagine the cast are all sock puppets.

Shorter observation, which made someone sad. When people talk about Michael Jackson and say "I loved him when I was little!", they don't want to hear why that makes you think he's like Hi-5.

I was disagreeing with someone about foyer furniture. I stand by my position, that it is orange, and generally hideous. Funny thing is that... in the 60's, people thought that furniture of the future would look this way. Joke on mankind is that, with retro style, furniture of the future DOES look that way!

Person 1: expresses frustration about wrong coffee, soy in particular. But they never say it to the person who stuffed up - they just leave and dispose of the coffee discretely.
Person 2: says that it's okay to take the lid off your anger sometimes.
Lynne: "Oh my God! THERE'S A LID?!?!"

I had a great lunch today! Sometimes I just want desert, and the guys pick on me - but I think they're jealous. Today I got Apple Crumble Pizza. It's like a thin crust pizza with a slightly sweet dough. And then on top there's apple, and cinnamon, and sultanas, with oats and biscuit crumbs on top. And ice cream. AND - they had this massive beer list, I couldn't resist "Sexy Beer". When it came, there's a bikini chick on the bottle. The guys thought she would lose the bikini when the bottle was empty, but I had a look... and it was a scratchy! I must have lived a sheltered life, but that was so entertaining.

What really surprised me was - that was a great beer. Kind of reminded me of some wines I've enjoyed.

I placed a fairly large CD order a little while ago. I am already pining.

Lots of other crap going on. What I learned along the way... don't send an SMS to multiple recipients with really big news. The response is impossible to keep up with.

Also today, someone was saying they would love to be a postie with one of the little motorbikes. Then they drifted off into hitting kids. We all agreed that one of those dinky little cycles with a cow-catcher would be awesome. Further agreement was that the kids would get airborne in entertaining ways

Continuing the evidence that I am not dead... the microwave here has a button for "MORE LESS".

Work is not good right now. Work is bad. Work will probably not be mentioned after this, because I have no nice way to describe it any more. Only words that top the filthy list or fall well into the unprofessional range.  read more »