after the little braai....

oraait....see the heading? now, if someone remembered to take the camera, i would have posted pics. but seeing as someone didnt take the camera, i cant. so, i will have to tell it as it happened i guess. it was lekker, we got a bit drunk ( dunno why that has to happen, but alas, it normally does) the food was good...best meat i've had since i came to this little island. wonder why the meat here taste like rubber? ok, maybe not rubber, but definatly not the same quality as back home. been feeling a bit homesick recently, missing my bike and going for long hikes in the mountain. or just sitting on the beach watching the sun go down. oh dear, there i go missing SA again. reckon the old adage is true....you dont know what you've had till its gone. ok, back to the braai...think i might have given offence to the...erm...man that likes manly love...that was there. maybe its really narrow minded and shallow of, but i dont understand how a man can like touching another man when there is women around. even if there's no women around i cant see any reason to touch a man. *shudder* i know its narrow minded of me, and i'll probably like them if i get to know them (ok, ive know one or two and they were oraait ;) but i dunno....just feel its wrong. anycase, im probably going to get thrown with rocks for this little bigot remark i made, but thats me....saying stuff and doing without thinking. let the consequences come!!! ok, im going to go to my room and pray the gay-league isnt reading this....lol!

on laziness and chuck norris....

ja ja ja, so we havnt posted for a while. been busy the past two weeks. as said previously, we got work working on the underground. first time in my life where im doing hard physical labour....and i find that i like it. back in sa, i would never even have thought about it, but here for some reason, it feels different. dunno why....maybe its got to do with the money....or maybe the fact that i work about 4 hours a night? lol, either way, i like it. so far most things are going according to my self imposed time deadline, maybe running a few weeks behind. well on my way to retire at 35 ;-). wonder if anyone could tell me what the whole new big thing is with chick norris? i do know that when he finds out all these "joke" emails of have been going around without his stamp of approval, the world will come to a sudden and horrific end...and he probably wont race for ferrari anymore, which means that ferrari will lose...again. the tjoppies went to a place called camden today...felt like being in cape town cbd. on every corner you get some person walking all sideways towards you, going pssst and then whispering very loudly "want some ganja?", with about 4 cops 5metres away from him. wonder if a prerequisite for becoming a drug dealer is lack of intelligence? mmm...what else happened? not much really....weekend should prove interesting. we got invited to a spitbraai (and i mean a proper one with a sheep and all ;-). thety probably heard that me and jaco are spitbraai specialits, lol! anycase, not much else to post, been a busy but boring two weeks. will make a point of posting more.....

never ever will i drink again....

ok, so last night we felt like drinking a bit, as two of the house mates are leaving back to sa. we bought two bottles of vodka. jaco poured the first drinks. after throwing the first one, the bottle was finished. he actually managed to get only two drinks out of a full bottle of vodka. so, in total, i had about 4 drinks last night. and i felt ok. i'll admint i couldnt really remember my own name on various occasions, but i handled it pretty good..i think. after drinking these monstrous drinks, we decided to go out. nearly had an altercation with one of the bus drives, saying my bus-ticket didnt work. obviously, filled with dutch courage, i wanted to argue with the damn driver. and i would have won if someone didnt pay for me! driver doesnt know how lucky he is to have escaped from my scathing rhetoric. lol....so we go out (didnt really feel like drinking then, for some reason) to make a long story short, this morning i woke up groggily, really surprised to see that the train that rode over me a few times, seemed to have dissapeared. i felt like death warmed up. felt like i had alchohol poisining! really cant remember when last i had a hangover remotely on the same scale. and this is why i have vowed never ever to drink again.

health and safety....

oraait, if i fall over my feet once more today, if i stumble over some miniscule object lying on the ground...if i so much as even look as though i want to trip over my own feet running up the stairs....i think i will have to do something about my clumsiness. i keep falling, tripping and stumbling over the feet i have owned for the past 27 years. personally i would think that i would have figured out the walking/running thing by now. obviously i havnt. maybe i didnt pay attention when they were teaching "your feet and how to use them" or maybe was "sick." this is cuurently the most irritating thing that i'm struggling with. running up the escalotors.....and hey, there i fall. maybe i can trade them in somewhere? anyone know of a place i can do it? in cape town i could have gone to tygerberg hospital, if i was feeling like a daredevil. then again, i might have walked out there with my arms attached to my ass. half the fun lies in the uncertainty of what is coming or what you're getting, i know, but i think on this one i will pass. maybe i can get little trainer feet to attach to my current pair of legs? i will have to further investigate this unexplicable phenomana(?) of me falling over my own damn feet!! i cant wait to see what happens when i get older.....should get more and more interesting as the time goes by. oraait, i'm off to go for some one on one lessons on how to walk properly.