Jul. 23rd, 2001

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Well another day, another doughnut; just a bit more time for me to witter on and generally type the first thing that comes into my head, if abstract rambling was some kind of sport I certainly think I'd be in the front runners, I mean anyone who can just mindlessly babble on without actually saying anything or imparting any kind of information, useful or otherwise has to have some kind of talent, or maybe its a sort of anti-talent. Who knows? Or who indeed cares, this is just another brief break from the endless cycle of life for me so that I can just type away and see what the hell my brain comes up with, I've not really a clue what I'll actually be typing about at all, just typing. Maybe I'm addicted to the click-clak of the keyboard as I tap away, maybe, it certainly would explain something. Maybe I'm not, maybe I'm just bored senseless as usual as I try to find something even vaguely interesting at work that doesn't involve me doing yet another needlessly rambling brain dump to this ever more introspective vein that my log seems to have taken, which is somewhat unnerving in a way, much like talking in my sleep - which I do apparently, and really worries me, I mean what do I talk about, what do I say? Is it my subconcious fears and thoughts being spoken or is it me just babbling strangely away as I lay in bed and struggle with some kind of wierd dream or other. I don't really know, which is an alarmingly increasing theme for me these days, not knowing that is, direction I feel is very important in life, existance, reality, or what ever you feel you are engaged, note I say what ever, rather than whatever - that word just annoys me for some reason, don't know why, maybe it's because it's become a common reply for people to dismiss other peoples argument with a single 'don't give a sh*t what you said' sort of attitude, at least that's what it conveys to me. Anyway, where was I? Not sure really, minds wandered as usual to just randomly flit to another topic with the first thing that distracts me, that's the trouble with having a short attention span and a bad memory, not only do you jump from topic to topic, mmmm topics, but you don't remember where you started. That can be fun at times, have a looong conversation then at the end try to trace back to where it all started like a chain through all the subjects you covered.
Anyhow, better do something vaguely constructive. I guess.
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Right, heres something for me to do; an objective of the week at work. I have an objective out of work already and don't know how it'll go. But this one pretty easy to guage; I intend to use the word 'Spleen' in context with my boss at some point this week; best chance is with the phrase 'Vent my spleen', but we'll see...

Sugar

Jul. 23rd, 2001 11:25 am
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Definately a sugar kick.
Definately.
Been half-mopey all morning, sorta grumpy and apathetic, not really bothered to do anything at all.
One pack of softmints later and I'm bouncy as a kangeroo on steroids, well not quite, but I'm definately a lot more enthusiastic as a result.
Chemical addiction? Maybe. Psycological addition, most likely. Body dependancy? Sadly so it seems.
But then, if sugar is the drug my body needs at least it's cheap, tasty and legal.

"Pixi sticks, because kids can't afford crack"
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Yep, definately a sugar rush
Only problem is now I want moooooooore!

Sugar sugar sugar sugar!

Luckily I'm off into town for lunch, rat food shopping and T-Shirt hunting, just to generally indulge in one of my other vices of life - shopping.

Ack, phone call, now that was close, nearly answered 'international rescue' to the phone - possibly not a good idea at work!

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