“IF in a hurry, take the long way round”
-sorry bout the delay
Seem somewhat at one with this japanese saying. Why rush and see the world go by in a second? I cant physically walk fast anyway. Even when im late for work, and I think im walking at breakneck, puffing along the concrete pavements, and looking at my watch every 5 seconds, it seems that even short people have got longer legs than me. Its like they seem to be flying across London in their long black coats and black lap top bags. Maybe they just want to work that much more than me?
So far London hasn’t been that bad…have been able to meet many friends, some of which I think I have grown distant from, some of which I have gained a new special bond and others who really, would still be the same in another 20 years. Now, because of work, its so happens that your social circle grows even more, and in my case a girlfriend too
A lot of friends have been working solidly for two years, earning a good salary and able to go to top of the range clubs. I seem to lack any motivation to queue for an hour in the rain, and end up in a club full of x football players, expensive couches and 50 cent tunes. Sure enough these clubs have many fans, or else they would end up being like my local pub, “the Moon,” decaying at the corner of the high street. However there must be more to a night out, especially in London , than the shock of finding a receipt for a 120quid bottle of champagne bought 2 weeks ago.
I say NO! I will not go! I don’t want to escape one flock of sheep in one pen, to jump to another. Does this sound old? Mature? I hope not. That excuse of being too mature is like saying, buying a Volvo is responsible…No, I still like the classic crash sensitive volkswagon beatle.
Luckily I have like minded friends here who would prefer going to a live gig, Cuban bar, a funky restaurant,. I even encouraged a grand total of 3 of my mates to come horse riding for the weekend. Forgetting scenes from “brokeback mountain”, the thought of being free on a horse, and riding along the welsh coast, then returning to your hotel 18th century mansion to have beer by the firelight…now that’s different
I think about all the blogs iv written so far, and now I think its time to change the subjects to actually “what did I do today” topics. However im a bit scared that it will compromise of the following:
“late again, pretended to be busy…fell asleep around 1.30, rang a few people, fnished work at around 6, see someone, hopefully li, who can make me forget about work, eat, watch tv, play guitar (if im lucky), and then sleep”………..ooooooooh yeah!
Jack Johnson concert – 4 days to go
Song of the day – to remind me about all the goods things “gimme some luvin,” G - love
Seem somewhat at one with this japanese saying. Why rush and see the world go by in a second? I cant physically walk fast anyway. Even when im late for work, and I think im walking at breakneck, puffing along the concrete pavements, and looking at my watch every 5 seconds, it seems that even short people have got longer legs than me. Its like they seem to be flying across London in their long black coats and black lap top bags. Maybe they just want to work that much more than me?
So far London hasn’t been that bad…have been able to meet many friends, some of which I think I have grown distant from, some of which I have gained a new special bond and others who really, would still be the same in another 20 years. Now, because of work, its so happens that your social circle grows even more, and in my case a girlfriend too
A lot of friends have been working solidly for two years, earning a good salary and able to go to top of the range clubs. I seem to lack any motivation to queue for an hour in the rain, and end up in a club full of x football players, expensive couches and 50 cent tunes. Sure enough these clubs have many fans, or else they would end up being like my local pub, “the Moon,” decaying at the corner of the high street. However there must be more to a night out, especially in London , than the shock of finding a receipt for a 120quid bottle of champagne bought 2 weeks ago.
I say NO! I will not go! I don’t want to escape one flock of sheep in one pen, to jump to another. Does this sound old? Mature? I hope not. That excuse of being too mature is like saying, buying a Volvo is responsible…No, I still like the classic crash sensitive volkswagon beatle.
Luckily I have like minded friends here who would prefer going to a live gig, Cuban bar, a funky restaurant,. I even encouraged a grand total of 3 of my mates to come horse riding for the weekend. Forgetting scenes from “brokeback mountain”, the thought of being free on a horse, and riding along the welsh coast, then returning to your hotel 18th century mansion to have beer by the firelight…now that’s different
I think about all the blogs iv written so far, and now I think its time to change the subjects to actually “what did I do today” topics. However im a bit scared that it will compromise of the following:
“late again, pretended to be busy…fell asleep around 1.30, rang a few people, fnished work at around 6, see someone, hopefully li, who can make me forget about work, eat, watch tv, play guitar (if im lucky), and then sleep”………..ooooooooh yeah!
Jack Johnson concert – 4 days to go
Song of the day – to remind me about all the goods things “gimme some luvin,” G - love
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