The Book of Ashes

The philosophy of 5c pieces. Putting a tray together using my bum. 2:35AM

5 cent pieces are most definitely a sign that life has put there telling me that an opportunity exists. They are my markers in life. I found another one this morning on the way to work. I have found a few opportunities lately. I think that is the way life works. The opportunities exist but its up to you to take them or not. Thats what makes the difference between someone whos getting somewhere and someone whos not. Of course if you don't really want to get anywhere then don't worry about it, just don't let those opportunities slip past or it'll be too late. I am still trying to pull the rug out from under my feet but its kind of happy there and hard to move.

So breakfast for me was a morning tea shout, chocolate cake and a nice lemony cake. Then I came accross Emma trying to put together this tray thing. The plastic tubes just wouldn't go on where they were supposed to. She offered to pay me a chocolate fish to put it together and how could I refuse. I work for food, its that simple. It required a bit of forcing it on and then sitting on the top of it really hard with your butt to push it all the way down. So I became butt master and Emma was ab master after putting on the wheels using her abs of steel. We must have looked pretty funny, trying to stand on it, then jumping on it with our bums then forcing it with our abs. Its perfectly constructed now though, cheap piece of crap that it is, but I got a chocolate fish out of it. So I headed off to Damians for a quick work out on the server then back home to prepare for the trip to Palmy. Well the suns out so I should go and enjoy that instead of typing.

See you guys later, may not write till Sunday now..

Day off, up to palmy. Rock in the sand poem. 9:35AM

Chemical Brothers accompanied me this morning on my way to work. I've taken the day off as a holiday as I'm going up to Palmy North later this arvo for my cousins 21st but I've left work early a couple of times this week so have about 3 hours to catch up. That allowed me to leave a little later though and to wear mufti to work.

So I headed off down the hill in high spirts and decided to pop round the corner and check out exactly how far away Liquor King is. Well it turns out its only about 2-3 minutes walk from my place, most conviently located, but then life seems to provide for me very nicely sometimes. United video is about as far away and I can run down there, get out and pay for a video and run home in about 5 minutes something. So if I'm desperate for alcohol I could probably get to Liquor King and home in about the same time. Quite impressive, I'm bound to pull chicks by quoting that :)

So anyway Gerry and I have a little dare thing going on for Saturday night. She has dared me to use a line from A Knights Tale, which I reckon rocks, on some chick I don't know. To make it worth my while, if I do this, then Gerry has to say to some guy, ""So are you going to buy me a drink?"" Seems a fair trade to me. Guys get asked that all the time, well I've only had that line used on me once but still its acceptable, but females, how often does a guy come up to you and quote some flowery poetry to you? Not ever right? I think I'm going to really freak some chick out but we'll see if I have the guts to do it or not. If not then Gerry is let off the hook as well.

Now its Daffodil day today, people are giving money to the cancer society in return for little yellow daffodils. Luckily I happen to be wearing a nice black top so the daffodil goes well on that. I don't usually give money to charity. My reasoning here is that I'll do it once I have enough money to make a differece, so I can give $50 instead of $2. But things are changing and now I feel like giving. I've only ever given once before and that is a little bit of a story in itself.

The night before Damian and I had been out for a few drinks and a birthday dinner. It was a big night and we were also celebrating our first BIG pay check. The next morning I was real hung over and couldn't work so decided to go home and take a days unpaid leave. I was walking down the street when thoughts of what we had got up to the night before popped into my head and before I could control it the biggest grin covered my face. It was so sudden and huge that I looked around to see if anyone had seen me do it. There was a girl at the side of the road collecting for the cancer society again I think and she had seen my grin and couldn't help but burst into a big smile herself. Now thats a contagious grin. I thought wow, I gotta go donate something for smiling like that. I went up to her and she said, ""You had such a big smile, I couldn't help smiling too."" I gave some money and wondered home. The grin was now permanently pasted on my face so that by the time I got home it hurt. Smiling is under-rated. The problem is it needs to be a real smile, not faked.

""I am but here. Like the rock in the sand, I am immutable while all shifts around me. You may brush against me and change me slightly but still I will be here. You may flow past in the wind or you may return, but still I am here. Your path may be diverted in your passing or it may not, but I will always be here, still the same rock, even when my exterior is worn smooth and I look different, still I am a rock and I am but here, always.