The Book of Ashes

Up in Palmy. 8:21AM

So the weekends gone but no ones written. Maybe its too cold? Maybe everyones dead? Maybe they just can't be bothered anymore. We definitely have lost Dan off the radar somewhere.

So the weekend went by. I've finally caught up on my clothes allowance. Brought a cool new shirt on the weekend and now down to 1 item for this month which is most acceptable. Went to see a film festival movie on Friday called Intacto. It was about luck being a transferable comodity and some people having an ability to use it above others. They played themselves off in ever increasing games of chance, relying on their luck to win. The final game was against an old man who'd never lost. The person coming up against him got a gun with 5 bullets in it and one spin of the wheel and one shot. They always drew a blank, he was so lucky. Anyway was pretty cool. The best scene was a whole lot of guys playing a game of luck where they chased a guy through a forest blind folded with their hands tied behind their backs. The guys who weren't lucky smacked into trees and got bleeding noses. Very cool.

It reminds me of a sci fi book that wasn't so good except that it was about a guy who choose someone based on luck to travel out into space on a mission. They found this amazing world and ended up dying on it, stranded. The guys last words were, you weren't the first we choose, or the second, you were the third. We tried the other two but they were uncontactable for the period required. They were that lucky. Was different.

So anyway I'm up in Palmy now. Drove up with Krueger late Sunday night. Was a good trip, always like road trips. We arrived and I got settled in. Palmy is cold. Like minus degrees. The house up here is pretty cool but not well stocked. I came up to find pretty much an empty fridge. Krueger and Vanderpoel are up here. They are true computer geeks. They eat microwave dinners or takeaways every night. They work long days and after hours at night. I'm glad this is only for a short while. I would be cooking meals but its hard when theres nothing, no oil, butter, herbs, spices, rice, pasta, anything. Just pizza's, fizzy and coffee. So I had no breakfast this morning. Had a crap nights sleep in a new bed. Was hungry for a while. Had some food but then worked till 6:30. By this time I was seriously getting flaking out. Had to give it a rest. Must take snacks tomorrow. Mental note. Palmy is alright. Boring as hell but alright. Tomorrow is going to be another long day. Get good away from home allowance though and only have to work 4 days this week. This is going to be the most I have ever earnt in 4 days. Looking forward to a rest at the end of it already.

Picture this, a brick red wallpapered lounge, a small tv in one corner, a small stereo in the other. Cables branch out to three identical laptops sprawled around the room. Geeks type happily away over the sound of the hallway heater and the oven, toasting away super market piza's. We are all happy here, that is because we are not working. and because its warm.

Did I mention I have new tramping boots and they rock! Night all