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  • Published: Nov 23rd, 2009
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Oh hai

I am back and I have been a geek for most of today and dealing with stoopid wordpress issues on a site I am working on for a client.

I haz teh grumps.

I also am a little sensitive and a little withdrawn atm. Wednesday will be two years since we lost our friend and some days I think I am okay and then a song comes on and I’m bawling. Ugh. This grief thing is weird. But i know it’s a process and I’ll slowly get back on top of things. I’m just kinda wanting quiet. I snapped at my mother tonight when she rang. She was waffling on about family hoohah and I was coding and just not in the mood for being sociable nor concerned about all the silly family dramas. I’m being completely selfish and hermity atm.

The holiday? … Absolute bliss. I didn’t want to come home.No interwebz, no nothing but pure silence and Tui’s making noise in the trees and the wind and surf.

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Now it’s back to the rat race. School stuff with the little one as the build up to the end of the school year starts rolling. Mummy has volunteered herself to go on a school trip in a couple weeks. Yes … I am mad. But it’s gonna be fun!

Back to your regular service in a couple days. I might post tomorrow but Wednesday I am having off.

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  • Published: Nov 21st, 2009
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Impy has gone awol

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Back in a couple days after some serious laziness … xxx

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  • Published: Nov 20th, 2009
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Disappearing into the Ether …

Jebeeesus. What a mad couple of weeks.

My large monitor fucked out right in the middle of last week so managed to get a new one organised. Aaaak. Stress I haz it.

I even managed to set up a whole complete sign in a program I have never used for a pile of corporate work I am revamping for a client. Right now I have been getting my head around InDesign which I need to get clued up on. Fun. Impy loves a challenge hehe.

With uni coming up early next year and a few things going on time has become rather precious. So having to reassess a few things and work out what I don’t need to be doing to waste time. For the next three years I am going to be immersing myself in something I love to do, I have career options that are slowly building atm and work on the horizon. Life is freekin busy.

I’m going away for the weekend to have a bit of a relax and get away from the rat race and enjoy sunshine and the beach. Bliss. It’s one place I seem to manage to always destress. The sound of the sea and peace.  I’m also going to take some old fashioned paper and pens and draw and write without any sight of a computer near me. Technology is great but sometimes it’s good to get back to basics. Who knows I might come back with some nicely written smut hehe.

Apart from working my bum off and sleeping inbetween I’ve not done much else of late. I feel bad I haven’t even been able to keep up with my normal blogging routine nor go visit others as I am pretty much braindead at night.

Am annoyed at the little one’s Dad atm. He rang the other night and is no longer spending time choosing a gift for him for xmas and his birthday instead I get money to go do it myself. It pisses me off. So instead of going out and buying stuff and pretending Daddy bought it for him I’ve told him Dad is sending money over and we are going shopping and he can buy what he likes. When really mummy would like Daddy to get off his ass and perhaps look at spending money to come see his son. It’s a two hour flight. It’ll cost him $300 he has free accomodation and everything else at his parents. He hasn’t seen his son for a year and a half. Presents and money don’t replace being a Dad. Evah. The thing is I don’t expect anymore of his Dad but it still makes me sad. He doesn’t see the disappointment in his son’s face. I do.

Bring on the weekend I say. Time to forget about the mundane crap and have some fun …


I live on the wrong side of life,
I’m the one you fear as you hold your wife.
I run were the darker crowds run.
On the rain swept streets were black rain runs.

I play were the darker kids play
I’m the one who goes out when you end your day.
I dance were the darker crowds dance,
In the pitch black clubs in a clove stained trance

I see things the darker kids see
Though you wouldn’t believe all that’s happened to me.
I’ve been to the backside of hell,
And I’ve played with your fear and enjoyed it well

This our time, the nights our day
We ’ll dance this fading life away.

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  • Published: Nov 19th, 2009
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Perspective ~ HNT

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“The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns;
the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose”

Kahlil Gibran

What do you see?

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  • Published: Nov 16th, 2009
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