Reflection

From living a life of near to solitude over the past few months it's been inevitable that i'd have a lot of time for introspection, whether it be over stale thoughts that shouldn't even bother me anymore to new varietys of self examination. I know i'm now entirely capable of living life as either a socialite or a hermit in any new surroundings i choose to head to, something that i've always wondered whether i could do over a more permanent basis than spontaneous weeks of misguided travel. Whether this is something i even want to do is another matter though, it's an interesting kind of existence, but taking the time to build something worthwhile remains more attractive, yet a lot more distant. Can't anyone travel around on their own if they really want to, once they get past whatever lack of independence or insecurities they might harbour? If anything, life here with few friends is easier than back home, where any act out of character would warrant immediate judgement from anyone who wanted something to talk about. I know i can build something with what i have in my head, whether it ends up being the currently unplanned route of music production, something i'm still not sure i could deal with, or anything more inspiring. Fuck, i just need time to reinstil my creativity and focus my mind on any kind of future, and while my minds being filled with primal rushes and monotony that can't happen.

I think LSD and an epiphany is a good call, expect colours and shapes in a good place sometime soon.

Fuck The Credit Crunch

From my initial naivety that my new home existed in some kind of idyllic economic, social bubble, i've just found out otherwise to the harshest degree. About 6 of my friends from staff housing/work all got laid off with absolutely no warning or compensation yesterday, hard decisions have to be made but to this extent is disagreeable to say the least. Basically these peoples plans for life or at least a gap year have just been totally fucked over, some may stay in the area, some not, but everyones definitely going to be walking on eggshells for the next few months. I'm reasonably certain my job is safe due to being understaffed initially but who knows.

On a lighter note, Hugh Jackman and Eric Bana had dinner together in our restaurant last night, and one of our mates walked past the Wolverine with knives between his fingers for the whole night, applaudable.

So it's been 2 weeks

I guess loads has happened, but as per usual i've had no time in my life to do anything, especially with seemingly everybody in staff housing getting flu. I've taken my usual approach to illness and multiplied it by gnar so i'm basically ignoring it and figuring snowboarding every morning and working every night is the best way to get over it. Speaking of which, i should've gone up today only to wake up with my recently dislocated shoulder giving me mad jib and no health. So i've come into town and picked up mad amounts of fruit/drink to get me back on track. Also, new years will have an entire post devoted to it as soon as i have time(don't expect this often), but put it this way, i finished work at 1.30 am new years day and still had possibly the best/most outlandish new years of my life, considering last year i climbed over a huge barbed wire wall to get into a surreal (possibly gay) club with an Alice in Wonderland themed room with upside down umbrellas hanging from the ceiling and flourescent teardrops everywhere that's saying something. I need a while to write a communal email to a bunch of people, which was partially what this was supposed to be if people knew about it, but i guess considering how dead it's been lately another port of call is necessary. Ok, i've got to go to work in a half hour so it looks like this is it for now, goodbye imaginary online world.