I just read a few of my other entries and am shocked at their ability to stay on theme and not wander down too many darkly lit tangents. That's about to temporarily change. A more-nonsensical-than-usual stream of consciousness entry is to follow. Because I don't really know what I want to say but I want to say things. :I
Let me start off...with Canada. Which hypnotised me when I went there, and is doing so increasingly recently for some mysterious reason. You know those places that just feel like home right away? Yup. That's Canada. Is it because they speak French annnnd English? Because so many of the Canadians I know have such a healthy culture of vegetarianism, eco-friendliness and just all around good values? The homeland of Charlotte Diamond, Feist and a plentiful sack of super songters? the scenery? elks? What's not to love.
Another thing that is impossible not to love is a boys with dark hair and dark eyes and sweet thoughts . One in particular, though. Who I can't believe has stuck around through such an annoying chunk of my life. Not only is he one of the most incredibly brilliant , interesting, hardworking, honest and quite often very silly, people I've been honoured to know, but he's also the most patient person I've ever met. Ever. When I first met him and my mind was in tangles over prior events, he waited. While I was curled in a car seat as my stomach tore in half, he waited. While I made indecisive choices at the supermarket, he waited. While I've pissed him off with countless apologies for the above, he's waited. While I've been sorting out this bizarre section of time, he's waited. Not waited tapping a foot and reminding me how great he is for doing so, but waiting with a giant warm Apple smile, wisdom and the greatest arms in the world. It sounds mushy, and this truly has amazed me. It's also kind of cool that he gets that things he's waiting through are temporary. It's like.. he.. knows me. And knows who I'm 'meant', for want of a better word, to be. How did he do that at the start when he didn't know me? :o
I simply didn't know such a person existed. And that this person also happened to be a person I happily spend most of my time with, who listens to so much of what I listen to and reads great books and is destined to leave one-of-a-kind mark on the world. I could write pages and pages about the various traits he has and the fantastical things he says and does, and you know what? I probably will, as days go by, but the point of this morsel of post was that last night I was amazed all over again as I backtracked momentarily to where I'd been a few months ago and he didn't up and leave, but stayed and , in fact, made what I wrote of as a bad night , a lovely one. Not many people can do that and I hope that he finds I do that for him some of the time.
Next random input. <- see? i told you. snippets and illegible rants and pointless phrases.
Orbs is having a baby. Yes, orbs. Orbs with no job, a huge alcohol problem, a girlfriend of about a month, no ability to resist flying into violent rages. Orbs. Why? How? I'm not saying that the child won't be adorable and he won't be a good father, I'm just saying... I think it's really poorly thought out and there is a substantial chance that the former will be how it is. And yes, I know, these things happen and aren't always thought out and sometimes even turn out brilliantly, but truly.. if there was someone less ready for parenthood.. I'd be amazed. Or is my borderline-arrogant disbelief just fueled by the fact that I personally envisage raising children who have what they need financially, who have a solid family to be there for them, who have a balanced lifestyle and who's parents aren't alcoholics? Have I just got too many older friends who happen to have just had children and are feeding them wholesome food in a comfy Carlton home, taking them to PMP and watching them grow into happy, well adjusted kiddies , and have begun to think that this is the norm, when I know it's actually not? Or .. have I just seen too many of the people close to me struggle successfully, but struggle none the less, to overcome growing up in situations like that? I don't know. But the news made my jaw drop, that's for sure. And I'll be fascinated to see who this mini-orbs becomes.
I.. oh this really is a terrible post. I love this blog. I love that posts CAN be terrible.
And I feel like baking :I How's THAT for a pointless sentence .
I have to do uni work, actually. So I'll need to come back. To say the many random things I want to say. Heck, there's even bunches to say about the uni work. Bother bother. The urge to do this and play scrabble and download music is so strong... but luckily, so is aforementioned desire to be in paid full time society-beneficial employment so better get to it.
Stupid question though.. why can I only post one picture , and only post them along the top? and I wonder how I link songs... oh the fascination that is the cyberworld..
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