The Book of Ashes

Up till late the night before 1:34AM

I was awake till 3am this morning, things going round in the mind, keeping me awake. I managed a bit of a power sleep though so that when I woke up I was nicely refreshed. Unfortunetly no matter how good you feel in the morning you're not going to last all day on less than 4 hours sleep. I was begining to get tired around lunch time, but now I'm fixed. Coffee courses through my veins, providing sugar as raw energy and caffine to stimulate the neural activity. I'm back up and working now, but the question is for how long

Walked up the steps at work in 2:25 3:32AM

Days almost over. Me and Crispy did a joint walk up the 19 flights of stairs today. We made it in 2 mins 25 secs going at Crispy pace. I was tired but not too bad, must be getting fitter. Been onsite most of the day doing mundane stuff in DOS. Would some one please tell me why this stuff is still legal? Its a kind of torture its so not user friendly. Anyways back to the work thing yet again

Paranoid andriod 11:22AM

Now my next thought was who could see in there and that would probably only be the girls next door. Then I thought about a conversation I'd had with them a while back where I asked if they could see anything through that window just in case I might want to be walking through my house naked. They said no, but never trust three sex deprived females who have been known to share beds on occussion (they're gonna kill me for writing that one), you never know what levels of desperation they might sink too. So logically the thought followed that maybe they rang and then hung up just to catch a glimpse of me running naked through my house. Its not really that likely but it makes a damn good story so thats what I'm going to believe.

Robyn came round tonight. I gave her some dosh for the engraving of Simon's 21st present and we had a quiet non-sponsored Baileys. Ha, you know whats quite funny? The last alcohol I brought was two bottles of Baileys (buying two saved me $6 on special) and the place I got them from was Liquor King. I guess that probably works the other way round. I probably looked Liquor King up on the web cause it was the last place my mind remembers. Its also the closed alchy store to my place which is real convient, only 5 mins walk away

Response back from Liquor King 11:22AM

So I left work a little early again today. I've got tomorrow off but I'm going to have to come in and do a half day to catch up all those hours off. I find I'm loosing interest in work at the moment. I just want to do.... other things. Sun bathe, blade, read, write, eat, sleep, meet people for coffees, hand out sponsored goods. Hehehe, riding on a little bit of a buzz right now, but more of that later.

Got home and Natilie and Dean came round. They are Gerry's friends who are getting married tomorrow. Wow, big step. Good luck to you guys. I think I should be looking for a girlfriend, must be about time right? Anyway Tammy came round and we went for a jog around Oriental bay. She had a blister from the night before so stopped near the end while I did a sprint for another couple of hundred meters then came back. We got home all nice and sweaty and then everyone left.

I cooked myself a basic tea then checked my emails. I had one response from all the sponsor ones I sent out last night. It was from the good people at Liquor King. They were really keen to help out by providing me with a bottle of JDs or whatever each month in return for a big flashing banner on our site. That was really cool, just getting the positive feedback and the offer of free alcohol is tempting but this site is not to be compromised. I wrote back saying that a small icon down the bottom of the savants pages would be much more acceptable so will see what they have to say about that. In fact I wrote THE mamoth email. It was my best one yet, I might have to frame it and if I get the free bottle each month I might post it up here cause I reckon it was good. I have this freakish ability to type and type then look back and its all good. Theres not a lot of proof reading going on here, you probably notice that though with the odd spelling mistake and all. So fingers crossed there. I'm also going to send out a few more emails to see who else I can get on board.

So after that I had a bath. All was good and I was nicely relaxed in the hot water when, how'd you guess, the phone rang. I hesitated then thought, shit could be a hot chick, so jumped up naked and dripping and ran through the house to get to it just as it stopped ringing. Now I'm lucky Gerry hadn't snuck back in like I mentioned a while back else I would have been in trouble. I traced my wet footprints back into the bathroom and hopped back into the bath. Now as I hopped back into the bath this thought occured to me ""Did the girls next door ring me up just to see the flash of a naked body run past the frosted windows in our lounge?"" Ok now thats a weird thought but thats me until you trace back where the thought came from and you understand its origins because all is logical in this world. First having just missed the ringing phone, and listening to my heart pound pretty fast (getting up fast from a relaxed state in hot water does that to you) I thought to myself. I'm naked in the house, better get back into the bathroom. Then I thought I was just naked in the house, who could have seen me. Gerry wasn't home. The curtains were closed. There was only that frosted glass window that you can't (hopefully) see much through but the white blur of a highly toned athelete (pheewwss).

Poem of pain 12:52PM

Sometimes a thing is so beautiful that it hurts. Its perfection stabs you like a dagger, twisting and turning till its embedded in your very being and can't be withdrawn. You are drawn in, unable to resist, even with the knowledge that you cannot have this thing, it belongs to another. So you turn your frustration inwards, burning all the walls standing in its path and you perfect yourself in a way unknown up until then. Until finally one day you are equal in beauty and you are worthy of such an object and then you realise in your new found liberation that you no longer want it, at least thats what you tell yourself, but still the pain exists inside, for this thing that once you wanted after has gone away.

Its that day again, a Thursday, a nothing day. I'm hanging out for it to end so I can go home and check my emails for possible sponsors and then go for a mamoth run with Tammy. I have booked the bus up to Palmy tomorrow at 4:45 and am looking forward to that heaps. Anyway gotta go work..