1/17/2006
Changes and Cunts
I got back from Japan last week, and I've been too lazy to update the blog with the rest of the trip, I'll do it later. Anyway it feels like a lot of shit has changed for me in the last week.
First of all, I met with Anze again for a few days just before I came home and it was like, we just slipped back into being "together" so quickly, those few days just flew past and now we're on the other side of the world to each other again. Fuck. We didn't make any promises to each other this time, didn't really talk about much, there was no need. I could tell exactly how she felt and vice-versa. Now I'm not even really sure what I want to do. It's probably going to be a long time before we can meet again. Then again there's only a small chance of meeting someone else that will even come close..
Second of all is I've had enough of the Oxford street club scene. Well, sort of. I just want something different to this, whatever *that* is. Maybe I need to get a regular girlfriend again? Who's not into that sort of scene... hmmm..
Thirdly the much despised and pitied collector of rents at 333 has decided to move in. Pretty much straight away after hearing this I was looking at other places. But last night I had the decision made for me when he kicked me out. The sly prick cornered me on the stairs and told me he wanted a word in my room. I knew what was coming, so I just said straight away "I'm already moving". But in his true dickhead style he still insisted on going through the whole political (limp dicked) way of explaining the reason. I have absolutely no time for that shit or the people who dribble it and I basically told him so and walked off while he was still blathering.
After this little episode he came up to me in front of everyone and wanted to know how much free rent I wanted. I guess he wanted some sort of backup, some sort of softener to talk about when everyone else in the house found out he kicked me out.
Anyway, the reason he's kicking me out is that he wants to fill the house with quiet, non-partying, non-complaining, obedient and accepting Japanese students. People who aren't going to complain when he pulls all the plants out from our tiny backyard, reducing it to bare concrete walls. Or when he paints the tap and sink in the bathroom with housepaint. No shit. Or when they catch him removing the stereo system from the lounge room (not even his) because it's "too loud". I could go on and on but this post is already bitchy enough already.
So today I've found a room with a mate of mine who lives on Crown st. It's basically around the corner so moving will be easy. He's a bit of a pothead though, and I dunno if I'll stay there for long but it's something.
First of all, I met with Anze again for a few days just before I came home and it was like, we just slipped back into being "together" so quickly, those few days just flew past and now we're on the other side of the world to each other again. Fuck. We didn't make any promises to each other this time, didn't really talk about much, there was no need. I could tell exactly how she felt and vice-versa. Now I'm not even really sure what I want to do. It's probably going to be a long time before we can meet again. Then again there's only a small chance of meeting someone else that will even come close..
Second of all is I've had enough of the Oxford street club scene. Well, sort of. I just want something different to this, whatever *that* is. Maybe I need to get a regular girlfriend again? Who's not into that sort of scene... hmmm..
Thirdly the much despised and pitied collector of rents at 333 has decided to move in. Pretty much straight away after hearing this I was looking at other places. But last night I had the decision made for me when he kicked me out. The sly prick cornered me on the stairs and told me he wanted a word in my room. I knew what was coming, so I just said straight away "I'm already moving". But in his true dickhead style he still insisted on going through the whole political (limp dicked) way of explaining the reason. I have absolutely no time for that shit or the people who dribble it and I basically told him so and walked off while he was still blathering.
After this little episode he came up to me in front of everyone and wanted to know how much free rent I wanted. I guess he wanted some sort of backup, some sort of softener to talk about when everyone else in the house found out he kicked me out.
Anyway, the reason he's kicking me out is that he wants to fill the house with quiet, non-partying, non-complaining, obedient and accepting Japanese students. People who aren't going to complain when he pulls all the plants out from our tiny backyard, reducing it to bare concrete walls. Or when he paints the tap and sink in the bathroom with housepaint. No shit. Or when they catch him removing the stereo system from the lounge room (not even his) because it's "too loud". I could go on and on but this post is already bitchy enough already.
So today I've found a room with a mate of mine who lives on Crown st. It's basically around the corner so moving will be easy. He's a bit of a pothead though, and I dunno if I'll stay there for long but it's something.
posted by nascent at 1/17/2006 10:25:00 pm
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