sleeping on the job again

its hot...my eyes are squinting. i look at my phone, hoping it might just buzz to say i have a new message..anything to get me distracted from this monotonous ticking. yes, this matches with that, and that has this to go with them, and therefore its all ok and i can go home now!

if i take time to reflect on my life so far, i will realise i am like a record player. many different lines, it looks smooth from a far distance, but is kinda rough to tough, and sometimes crackles like your rice crispies...how does that represent me? pople say i have had a good and easy life, i have had many stories to tell, and it all seems good..the thing is, im just repeating myself like an old record player, and a the life isnt as beautfiul as you might think

iv only done my second blog , and already im getting bored. i just cant get into any hobby for that long, without being curious to know what the other hippy is up to. would love to jump on a snowboard, and rush down those steep slopes with my chilled out music gliding me down.

instead, im on a small cramped table, with an aching back, looking out of a window, wheres theres the typical london view of...another brick wall. hate brick..so boring. red and rectangular, a childrens lego piece. my manager tells me, "amit, have you fnished yet"...i reply..."erm..well, not sure reallly" in the most intellectual manner possible. i should rather say, "no will, i have no f-kin clue what im supposed to do. you see, i was distracted. in fact, im so sorry. i should never have got distracted. how can you get distracted when you stare at size 6 font numbers and match them to a purchase invoice which has a size 4 number, and you have a whle other 6 hours of this exciting work to do. its soooo useful to my life! in fact, i want to take it home with me and sleep on it..i want to rub myself naked with documents and papers and spend my bonus on staples and hole punchers! you complete arse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

as you can see, i have my little reservations about this job. in fact the only thing keeping me alive right now are several things...but i dont know you that well enough to tell you yet. however that is enough complaining about my job. i plan to have a good weekend, which is the norm, and bring a much more positive outlook on life...in fact my manager did say in japanese, i am so "bubbly"...bubbly was said in english. so i guess im happy about something.

as far as things brought from japan goes, two new hobbies, of which i am at best mediocre in, djing and guitar have been keeping me alive. right now, i listen to the chilled album of "thievary corporation"...reccomended if you have candles, a sexy girl on your bed ...or a laptop and crap to write about as is in my case...

lee, is this getting any better?