Saturday, November 05, 2005

I'm disgruntled again or still, however you all prefer it...

Despite the fact some wonderful things have been said to me or about in PA over the last week, it has still been trumped by that vengeful and vindictive person who should have well and truly kept her fingers off the keyboard. There are people I value fairly highly from whom I am being kept from corresponding because one person doesn't like it. I'm thoroughly narked by it.

In other news, I haven't had any 30 hours days lately which means I'm going to bed before dawn and getting up before lunchtime. I'd say I'm pleased with that but it means certain aspects of my creativity are being stifled. It's just a hunch, but I seem to be able to write more to my own satisfaction when I'm writing at times sensible people are asleep.

Speaking of sleep, I had a dream the other night which ended with a black silhouette of a ghost coming through the window above where I was hiding after having just killed its erstwhile host - and I woke up in time to stifle a yell. How very odd. I don't have dreams like that. I mean EVER. Mind you, it's the second dream in recent months where I've actually offed someone. I'm sure they were very bad people. I'm always on the side of the angels in my dreams so whomever I rub out when I'm dreaming must be really bad. But how do you kill a ghost? Oh yeah... you wake up.

Silly me.

I didn't find out if that kid managed to stay awake for the full 64 hours he was trying for. I have a feeling he didn't - which is a good thing as far as I'm concerned.

I must email Hank. You should email Hank if you know his addy. Anyone who can use the word cloaca in ordinary parlance is worth emailing. Anyone brave enough or careless enough to use it in reference to me is definitely worth emailing.

Melbourne's weather is up to its usual tricks again. Hot one day, cold the next, cold nights followed by hot days... It means at night time your coffee goes cold too quickly and during the day, your Pepsi goes warm within 34 seconds of pouring.

The upside of it is, during the day, you get to wallow in magnificent sunshine, and at night, when it's much cooler, you get to party all night in shorts and t-shirts and still get some sleep when it's late enough to do so. This is just another reason I love this place. Adore it.

A friend of mine asked me if I wanted to go into the hippy weed industry with him.

Ahhh... getting into that sort of thing isn't that hard. You buy seeds and equipment, you tend the plants, harvest the product and sell it.

Nothing hard about that at all.

The hard part is what do you do with all the equipment and the whole shebang when you've had enough of the idea? It's not just a matter of hoping the neighbours don't smell the product, it's a matter of getting out of the whole scene when it proves more hassle than it's worth.

I told him to buy a computer and learn how to day trade on the internet instead.

I'm full of good ideas like that, but nobody ever asks me what I think any more so I hang around places where doing so is more likely to prove intellectually stimulating. Yep, you guessed it - the other side of the net. I got to "peer review" a 12th grader's earth sciences essay last week. Apparently, it scored 100% - just as it damn well should have if I had anything to do with it.


Cham said...

Omg, Rat - now I remembered (again) why I like reading your stuff.

Hmm - I cringe when people have said that they cannot wake up whenever they are experiencing a nightmare. How DOES one do it, anyway? :I

Someone called you a 'cloaca'???

lol Oh no.

Well...that's interesting to know someone ELSE knows that that word exists.

Rat said: "I told him to buy a computer and learn how to day trade on the internet instead."


If I wasn't so pissed-off at a couple of friends of mine, I'd pass along your advise.

Rat said: "This is just another reason I love this place. Adore it."

Of course you do, Paul. So - does that mean you've made the decision about switching jobs/relocating?

Teresa said...

Just wanted to say hello.

And I know what you mean about the sleep. I always wrote best when I stayed up all night and slept very little. Since I've been on my meds I sleep 8-10 hours. (I still stay up late 'cause I don't take the pill that makes me sleep til the wee early hours! lol!) But I haven't written anything since I've started sleeping these long hours! I've thought about not taking it anymore to see if I could write again, but when I wasn't on it I would stay up for days at a time on a regular basis!

So you thought my dream was funny huh?! lol!

I hope you are taking care of yourself.

Cham said...

Rat said: " has still been trumped by that vengeful and vindictive person who should have well and truly kept her fingers off the keyboard."

Yeah, well...that can be anyone, Rat.

I happened to be browsing the group(s) a couple of minutes ago.

I'm shaking my head (...yet again)in discontent and wondering how many dopey followers there are.