Sunday, December 26, 2004

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It’s been three consecutive weeks of three consecutive Christmas parties all of which included liver-spanking amounts of drinking and gluttonous eating. Also, lately I’ve embarked on what seemed like an endless and treacherous journey to find presents for various peers because someone had decided play this cute little game called Kris Kringle, sometimes interchangeable with another game called Secret Santa. Often these two games are debated because of a technical yet minor difference.

Anyways, most Santa’s kept their promises and everyone was happy.

So on Friday, Christmas eve, I get to work early to plough through my work as quick as I can, 4pm swings around and I find myself aimlessly walking around town in the rain without my phone. Suddenly I spot a public phone and called the only number I knew by heart. Mey.

“hey, where are you?”
“Lowenbrau”
“I’m there..”

I thought that my christmas period would have had ended anti-climatically, but a friend's birthday on xmas night complete with secret santa presents and 5kgs of cooked prawns eliminated the melancholy that had shrouded me on friday night.

The only downer was when my orc horde got irradicated by the good-doers in lord of the rings Risk.


The horde will return.


Monday, December 06, 2004

i finished my first ever fantasy novel yesterday by author david gemmell, the ending was anti climatic, but all in all it was a fair initiation to the fantasy world.

i'm not an avid reader but when i do pick up a book it's usually one from the contemporary variety, but these past several days reading legend it felt refreshing like cool mountain air. perhaps it's been a welcomed change in my stale routine.

it's a phase, i know it, but the phase is still fresh so the second book has been decidedly picked up.

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Sometimes when you think you have a problem you read about people who are less fortunate than yourself in this world. The relativity of it all reminds you of a different perspective you've forgotten to use and when used, it feels as though a load's been taken off your shoulders, less burdened, less "glass is half empty" when facing the hurdle ahead of you, which now, has been trivialised by that forgotten perspective.