Went to work at 8:50...called in via Spikey on the way to chat about theatre stuff.
Work was somewhat dull, lots of boring keying interspersed with conversations based around 'What would happen if Chavs or Janners got hold of the Millenium Falcon'...naturally it would have a full bodykit, massive soundsystem installed etc etc...also that James' laptop (a 486) probably had windows 1895 installed on it...and that Andy's non-working computer could best be used as a microwave...open side panel, insert frozen curry here --->
Jui-ehh!! and I also discussed photography projects...things in peculiar settings...for example, a dead fish (fresh) sitting on a park bench, watching tv, going to the aquarium...that kind of thing. I have some ideas of my own, but Jui-ehh!! is perpetually obsessed with fish. We might do this sometime...
I also decided that I ought to photograph all my old artwork for posterity...I don't have much of it left, since I lost all my best stuff in my A-level art folder at college. Left it in a cupboard for a few weeks and never saw it again:/
My boss was back tonight...she noticed that I've lost weight and thinks that I've lost it in the past two weeks that I've been ill!! I've lost a whole stone, and she says she can see it all over, even in my face!!! I'm glad I've lost the weight, but it wasn't a pleasant way to do it...all that dizziness, sickness and 4 nights of hot/cold flushes and not eating:/ Grah!!
Was stuck at work till 6am, and walked home on my own alone (Jean is in Australia, so no lift this week), was thinking all the way about filming my journey home...using the camera as my eyes...looking where I would look as I walked along...a dead leaf on the ground, my shadow as I waved my arms out of boredom, oncoming cars, the signs on the church, the big avenues of trees going past the park...and the silence...utter silence broken up by the odd car engine or noisy early bird chatter.
It would be 20 minutes of darkness breaking into dawn...and probably end up a bit boring if I didn't speed it up every now and then...or slowly increase the pace perhaps. But I wouldn't add music...the intermittent birdsong, car noises once in a while (not a busy road at 6am!!) and me sniffing/humming to myself/etc etc would be soundtrack enough.
I'll never get round to it. It was just an idea lol!!
Didn't get home till 6:30am, and now I'm sat here with a mug of black Alta Rica coffee and a licorice rollup cigarette...
I expect I shall wander off to bed in a bit:/ Ought to get on with tidying and things when I get up later today, and I also need to ring BT before they cut me off completely lolol
I am the Siren
A man is often secretly oppressed by the role he has to play - by always having to be responsible, in control, and rational. The Siren is the ultimate male fantasy figure because she offers a total release from the limitations of his life. In her presence, which is always heightened and sexually charged, the male feels transported to a realm of pure pleasure. In a world where women are often too timid to project such an image, learn to take control of the male libido by embodying his fantasy.
Symbol: Water. The song of the Siren is liquid and enticing, and the Siren herself is fluid and ungraspable. Like the sea, the Siren lures you with the promise of infinite adventure and pleasure. Forgetting past and future, men follow her far out to sea, where they drown.
What Type of Seducer are You?
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But, bugger...I didn't want to drown anybody:/ Perhaps its metaphorical??
Finding work that utilises your creative skills could finally prompt you to settle down. Of course, you probably won't be entirely tied to your home. In fact, your new job could require plenty of travel. This will make it even more important to create a cosy nest. Don't be afraid to spend a little extra money on fine furnishings and beautiful decorations. The more attractive your abode, the happier you will be. (c)2004 RussellGrant.com