I've not written anything in a while. Have I not had things to write about? Of course not, it has more so just been a problem of finding the time to put my thoughts down on word, checking for spelling mistakes, then uploading to this blog. SO WHAT'S ARE MY STORIES I hear you asking with much excitement? Well let me start at the start and ill race through a few, just because it will be fun to write a long post. Yes, good.
STANDING ON THE CORNER
I was walking up to work the other day, as I do. I stopped to wait to cross on Parramatta Road behind a girl (nothing spectacular but not quite pleasant looking) & noticed something that I found truly amazing. Each male who drove past swiveled his head to look at her. There were very few exceptions, but exceptions none the less that I noted. Of those who didn't look, 90% were of Asian appearance. The other 10% were in cars with female companions. So, how many cars did I observe? Well I'd say about 35 or so, as the lights were probably green (so we couldn't cross over) for about two minutes during what was peak hour. I'd also say that maybe 7 or so didn't look at her. That makes about 28.
So what am I trying to say here? Well mainly that I think its funny. I guess men naturally look at girls, no matter who they are, as they drive past. The only exception were the Asian men, & I don't know why that was. I can't even guess, as some men of Asian appearance looked.
I would like to test what I saw though, if I could, by doing two things:
Placing a very attractive man on a corner and seeing how many gay men look at him as they drive past
Placing a very attractive man on a corner and seeing how many girls look at him as they drive past
It could be the same man, but I think that the gay men would look, but that girls wouldn't. I just think that men are natural predators and are always on the look out for love, where as girls are the hunted, so they don't need to keep a look out as much. Ill gualify all this by saying I know that I look, so I can say it. There, word.
V-DAY
I've never been in a relationship on Valentine's Day (I can hear what you're saying by the way, that I've never had a decent relationship either way. Smart arse), but still, what a day of complete bull shit. Given the horror of the Victorian Fires, I've been super glad to see that people are being encouraged to donate money to the victims rather than buy gifts for one another. Still, this day is a Hallmark holiday, we all know that.
POPULAR WITH THE PENGUIN
I know I seem to harp on about it, but my renewed enthusiasm for reading has not died. I've read a few more books recently and have thoroughly enjoyed all of them, save Rabbit, Run which was ordinary. John Updike died whilst Matti and I were reading it, I don't know if that had anything to do with us. I hope not.
My renewed enthusiasm has had a reasonable profound affect on the amount of time I watch television though, which is a great thing I think. I really think I could live without TV. The only time I really watch it is in the mornings to check the news and the weather, but I could do exactly the same thing if I had a good internet connection. It is also useful as background noise if you're home alone, but save though two instances, there really is very little point for it. I'm going to make that commitment to myself though, to try and cut out televions where-ever possible. I think it is a good move, you really don't need it and it gives you so little. Read on.
AM I OLD
I'm beginning to think more and more about being old, or still being young. How old is old? How young is young? The answer, or course, is all relative to where you're at. Given the number of peers getting married and having children, buying houses and all that jazz, it is only natural to have these sort of questions. I don't think it is wrong that people are doing these things, not at all, but what I do know is that I'm not like that. What do I mean by saying that? Well I know that I am not ready for that sort of lifestyle (although elements would be nice), simply because I know that it would burn me out too quickly. I think that you need to have fun in your twenties, sure you need to be careful with how much fun you have and have an eye on the future, but I can't play happy families for the next 60 years (based on a rough life estimate) with someone/children etc, as I still need to know myself better. That and I need to have fun for a while.
What a selfish point of view. It's true, but what are you going to do about it? Not like me, that's fine, be like that.
RUGBY
It is so nice to be back at Rugby. I had the first contact session of the season on Thursday (not the first of the year for the club, but the first that I've been to) and it was tops. I'm glad I've come to it a bit later this year as I do tend to get burnt out before the season starts and then again in the season (as it is a long year). Still, that first hit is always tops; it keeps you coming back. Let's hope it's another good year.
WORK
I had to work last weekend. I don't know how people do it. I'm so tired I'm useless at the moment, fair dinkum it takes it out of you. Not to mention some of the trials of the actual work.
Well that is enough bull shit for one post. I've other stories, but I think they need to play themselves out a little more. Nice.
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