How much if I say you're my grandma...?

I haven't blogged for a while. Maybe it's just that I'm a workaholic and don't really get the time anymore, but to be honest, I do have long showers, so if I just took a little time off showering I could use that time to blog. What an idea! Although, Melbourne is getting really cold, and I do enjoy my showers. Aaargh. What a conundrum. Damn, damn, damn daaaamn.

Besides that, life is much the same. The sun is going up and down... well, at least that's what I observe through the third-storey windows where I work. Oh... oh! The first Saturday's of each month have become exciting for me, because the local old age home has something like a boot sale, where all the old people sell there possessions at RIDICULOUS prices! (I wonder if this is all voluntary...?) I go in there and barter with them... it's great.

"Ten top selling books for $12! That's ludicrous! Give it for ten, or i'll walk...!"

I got some good stuff... they have all these great cookbooks. I even found the same cookbook that my Mother uses; it was such a great find! I also bought all these other ones that I barely look at, but will, at some point. Jewish cooking. The complete book of chicken recipes. Microwave cooking. Tart, pies and pastries. Women's Weekly Australian Chicken. I don't know why I bought this one, seeing I already had the complete book of chicken recipes... I might just compare the spare books to make sure... perhaps I can do that in the time I cut time off from my showers...? lol :)

As for my housemate, I still don't like the guy, but have convinced myself that it will be a good thing if I learn tolerance. Damn. Daaaaamn. The other day I sat in the garage in the dark blaming God for giving me crappy housemates. What a jerk. Aargh. Oops! Sorry! Please don't bring this up when I see you, God! You know I'm good-humored, and it was a harmless comment! Hmm.

Oh God, there's this woman on tv that looks and sounds like a man! Aargh! I supposed I don't have as much to complain about as I though. Imagine... someone has to wake up NEXT to that! Then, this is medical miracles, and the woman DID get bitten by a spider...

Where is my compassion?!

I also finished a book recently. I mention this only because reading books has becomes such a rare thing for me. Anywho, it was "The Fourth Estate" by Jeffrey Archer, who has become one of my favorite authors. I'm sure he's not for everyone, but I love his short stories... how they can enrapture you and make you twist and turn along with the plot. The Fourth Estate followed the lives of two newspaper magnates, and their battle for control of great media empires. It doesn't sound that exciting, but oh dear it was. I hate when a good yarn ends. There is no worse feeling. Oh... perhaps when you step on a snail at night time when it's dark and you can't see, but need to take out the trash. It's probably even worse for the snail... come to think of it...

As for my love life... ohhhh... I have much to offer... but I feel so cliched. A lonely gay guy looking for love. What is the cure to this? The same? Bah! My life moves so slow... I don't want to end up... alone.

Anyhow, I best be off... this is a long post as it is, and so much for y'all to absorb. Most of it is rambling... but in amongst that there is poor punctuation. Enjoy. ;)

William John.

Laughter and anger...

Hello world! Yay! The Melbourne Comedy Festival is on around this time, and for the first time I took up the opportunity to see one of the acts - Lano and Woodley - before the duo separated. I was all laughs, you couldn't stop me. A lot of the jokes were slapstick and silly... Woodley went on for twenty minutes about "hi guy buy pie bye" (see, they are all different words, but they have the same sound! And, as Woodley told us, if the pie was made of eyes, then you could even say "hi guy buy eye pie bye". Silly. lol.)

At one point, the straight man, Lano, asked the inevitable question: How did we come to this? Out of the blue Woodley gets out his guitar and starts strumming some song about how the universe was created, and how we evolved from a single-cells organisms, followed by his parents meeting up for a sexual encounter, the comedy duo forming and Lano asking him the question. It was grand. ;)

But life is not all laughs in the World of William. We got a new guy in to help supplement the rent. I hate him. I don't exaggerate. I hate everything that he does. I've got that uncomfortable feeling again. And I'm so angry, I just want this guy OUT! He isn't paying the rent. He has absolutely no class. Case in point, I eventually has to tell him to start using the toilet brush. I found myself walking straight out of the toilet at the disgrace of a mess he left for me in the shallow ceramic pit. His excuse was that the bubbles that are created when he flushed the toilet hides the mess so he couldn't see it. Bullshit. Not what I saw. If you had such an event in the toilet, there is no way you'd walk out thinking you had left things as clean as you came in. No f'n way. Aargh. I can't stand his jokes that aren't jokes.

ie.
Him: How was your day?
ME: It was good.
Him: Are you sure it wasn't.... TWO DAYS?! >>insert hysterical laughter here<<

I can't stand listening to him. He blinks too often (some dry eye problem), and he's a loser. But I can't convince the other housemate (who is paying the other guys rent!) that we have to get rid of him. What to do...? :(

William John.