Monday, August 31, 2009
human tetris, prawns & the space
Crazy frantic visa getting at the moment.
Crazy frantic deadline delivery at the moment.
Crazy frantic sorting out other admin at the moment.
A weekend filled with admin and work mainly – and yet, I’m not really walking on the ground.
Oh and hello, all I can think of is the boot-shaped country kicking itself out of Europe.
Took a foreign mate out shopping on Saturday with the promise to myself that I wouldn’t buy anything.
Sometimes I can even be disciplined like that. It’s rare, but its been known to happen.
Since I just blew a bunch of cold hard shekels on a ticket to Italy, unplanned and on a whim.
Bloody went into The Space. You can’t go in there and not buy anything, so that was stupid submission of a weak level on my part.
Well I mean, come on. You gotta show foreign chicks the best of the best here – and frankly, the clothes smell of vanilla for days afterwards. Went a bit ape kak in there, but bought some fucking sexy summer frocks, so that’s got to count for something.
We even bought the same dress; but I figure I live here; she lives there, so no one’s going to throw their CDs around.
Got convinced by a group of strapping lads to go and watch District 9. There’s enough hype about the place, so I might as well get involved.
I just love these boys, and it’s been so refreshing and wonderful getting to know them, and hanging with them in the sun on Saturday afternoons. Talking shit and laughing my ass off.
Watched some of this: Yussus, I need to get to Japan at some stage. What a fucking guffaw bro:
So, Jesus. Amazing film, is District 9 Extension 6 [personal joke] – in that it’s put together extremely well, graphics and location-wise, cinematography in general is pretty special, and there’s none of this Leonardo diCaprio bullshit of put on accents and over-acting.
Creative take on Apartheid too, and if it’s true what they about the hype of this film in the States, then maybe this angle will give some overdue edumacashum into the matter.
Did debate over a glass of wine afterwards – you need one, the movie is heavy going and super violent and blows loser’s complex Carte Blanche music out of the water – but when do you think his frank and beans started to turn alien?
I mean, sorry – spoiler alert! – but his eyeball goes, so it surely must be only a matter of time when his ball goes.
Yeah, interesting frame of mind.
Doc has gone back to the Philippines (what the FUCK am I going to do without Doc and Poen now? Fuck), but Poen gets back in September for a short while, and hell, summer is finally here.
Now I need to force myself to get out more and perhaps appreciate.
PS: Never order a ‘house red’. No matter how larney the restaurant or location. Good God.
PPS: Don’t you love the cut-outs of the human tetris above? Like ‘Surprise! Not the launching angle you were going for when we swung you a Christmas tree, was it.’
PPPS: Uurgh. Big week ahead. Uurgh. Heels day.