Gripes and grapes...

I can't tell you my life has gone anywhere in the last week. It is Easter right now... Easter Sunday in fact. Perhaps I haven't gotten my priorities right, but I've come back to the house that I'm renting near the University so I can catch up on some of the heavy workload that I have. I just kept thinking to myself "If I don't do it today, then godamn I am gonna be so stressed out tomorrow". Chances are I'll be stressed out tomorrow anyway... but at least this way I appear to be doing the work. Anyhow, daylight savings just ended, so that's saved me another hour to goof around. ;)

Not much else has been happening really. I just finished eating some grapes. In fact, I bought a bag of grapes about a week and a half ago, then I bought another bag a few days later. The second bag is the one I finished. The first bag I just eye suspiciously as the grapes brown in the fridge. I don't think it was meant to be with them. Oh well.

I am throwing away a heap of food lately. I just threw away two loaves of bread. (Well, they were each half full, so maybe one loaf worth). And the potatoes my Mum gives me tends just to go green. I told her yesterday not to give me more because I still had the last batch, but she insisted that by now the last batch would be no good. Mum has also taken to picking wives for me from the TV. "You should bring one that looks like her home", she'd say. The woman will usually be tall and blonde, and have good verbal skills. "No short ones". I couldn't image walking around with anyone too short anyway... I am like 6"5' and look over the short persuasion. Not that I am so ... err ... godamn, I can't think of that word ... this is killing my brain trying to think of this word, and I know it, I just have such a bad memory. But you know what I mean, I'm sure. Superficial? Is that the word? I think that's what I was thinking about. But then again, maybe I am superficial. I know good from bad and beauty from ugliness. I am looking for someone without flaw, which is perhaps my downfall, because I myself are so deeply flawed in many respects. Physically, personality-wise, and socially. How many times have people told me what a good person I am. Aargh! That hurts most of all. I am nice, sure... but what they're really saying is that I don't have the grapes to realize that I am just easily abusable.

William John.