All Day I Thought About Blogging

I walked to the pharmacy to pick up my meds. I started coming up with a poem:

I am writing a log poem


It is a log of all the logs I see.
I went to the toilet and drop a long log.
That is the first entry.
Are trunks logs?
If they are I saw an elephant.
I was grey and brown and elegant.
It was also in a forest

All the people at the pharmacy know my name and what meds I'm on. They say Hi Tom and I dont have to tell them what i need. I just say Hi and Thanks and Have a nice day. I don't know their names or anything about them.

I walked down the hill into town. I thought about how I would like it if me and all my internet friends worked in the same office building and we were paid to go on facebook and gmail and tumblr and twitter and blogs. And sometimes someone would get up and walk over to your desk and say do you want to collaborate on an ebook called Hi Bro? And we could go out to lunch together.

A woman said On your left. I stepped aside and she ran past me extremely slowly. There were two other women running behind me but they were going so slowly that the distance between us could be maintained by me walking at normal speed.

I got lunch at the fish and chip shop. The people there don't know my name or my order even though I get the same thing everytime. I know that they recognise me. By now they should know what to make as soon as I walk in (same thing at Satay Kingdom). I ate a scoop of chips and two vege rolls and drank a bottle of L&P. For some reason I remembered the time when I was real little and my mum was sick and she wanted chocolate and I said I would buy her some so i went to my room to get my secret stash of coins but my stash was gone! So instead of a big block of chocolate I got my mum a really little bar of chocolate and I was really sad and cried. Remembering that made me sadder than expected, maybe because my stash of coins never turned up and I have held that sadness within me from the on. I had like $25 in coins.

I also thought about my old friend Andrew and how we're not friends anymore and its because I changed probably.

I went to Mighty Mighty for Wellington Zinefest. It was the second time I have ever been into Mighty Mighty. It was very crowded and hot and I was nervous. I walked around a bit, looking at stuff. I tried to emanate an arua of Don't start a conversation with me (because I was nervous/anxious not because I don't like people). I built up the courage to buy some things and then it got easier. I had some very small conversations. A girl said I should submit to her zine. It was still really hot though. Some of my sweat dripped on a zine.

I went to the library and finished reading You Are A Little Bit Happier Than I Am. I enoyed it. I think I liked the first half more than the second. Tao seems to have changed a lot since then.

I also got this from the library. Me and Caro are going to watch it on Tuesday/Monday. I think I'll watch the special features before then hehe.



I am going to a potluck dinner tonight. Its celebrating the end of exams and my friend Ellard's 22nd birthday. Her name is Ellard CLout. thats a cool name. My dad is going to help me make a couscous salad to bring to it now.

Bye <3

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Am I really getting sikk or am I just using that as an excuse to noot do things? The last couple weeks my brain felt like an arrow, now it feels like a blob. I triedd to read Tender Buttons by Gertrude Stein again (in the bath thiis time) but I couldn't get past the first page. I couldn't focus.

Now I'm lying in my parents bed. Is that weird? Doesn't seem to weird to me. I just wanted a change of secene I guess. I'm rewatching the third season of Skins. Why? I don't know. I'm writing this blog post way earlier in the day than I wrote the other ones.

Alice sent me  a get untired fast plan. I put it as my desktop background. Here is my desktop:

It's messy right. Is that a sign of something? I'm going to try and follow this plan. Hopefully it will help.

I'm interviewing a few people at the moment. Does any website want me to be their in house interviewer or something? Idk.

I did two loud sneezes. My nose isn't blocked though. Am I sick? My throat is sore. Do you want to nurse me back to health? You could wear a nurses uniform. It might be fun. It might not.

I gave my friend a copy of Grow Up for his birthday. I gave him a hug and lifted him up. I watched people play table tennis. I watched people play Fifa '11. I listened to people talk. I ate some cake. I am a chocolate cake connoisseur. I have high standards for chocolate cake. This cake was only okay, but it was served with icecream and chocolate so that was nice. My friend has a tradition for his birthday where everyone at the party takes a bite out of the same slice of cake. It's cool. Here's a photo of it from last year:

Here is my friend:

Wow that's a small photo.
Yesterday was my first time seeing him in ages.
Like half a year or something.
Was kinda weird.
Awkward.
He was one of my best friends.
Was my first time seeing a lot of other people in a long time as well.
Time to wrap this up.
How do I wrap this up?
wrap wrap wrap wrap wrap wrap wrapw warp

I am now taking requests on what to blog about. What shall I blog about?