The visitors

Sunday, July 7th, 2002 | Uncategorized | No Comments

The Visitors

Well, the twosome have arrived on the coast.
We spent most of today just being plain old touristy sightsee-ers. Not too bad, however, when the victorians mensioned the squeeky ‘puppy’ sand, I had to fight back a cringe. Went to the Big Pineapple, bought a ‘Big Yum’ (half a tub of icecream, 3/4 pineapple, shitload of cream)

I feel a little bad about shirking away from the Divine Miss B’s 21st bash, however, it would have meant that I would have driven for about 12 hours in the space of 24.

And now, i’m sitting here in my lounge room, watching the Wimbledon Final on telly (GO HEWITT YOU GOOD THING) trying to pin point the reasons why I feel like -blugh-

It could be the amount of food I’ve eaten today, or the weather? Or that my future is so unplanned for the first time in my life, or could it be my own personal image… or even the fact that I have WAY too much work for me to do?

Fucks me.

December 5th, New Zealand Airways.

Thursday, July 4th, 2002 | Travel | No Comments

December 5th,
New Zealand Airways.
Departing Brisbane 1.30pm
Arriving Auckland 7.30pm.

That is when I shall be leaving the country.

I’m terrified.
I’m contemplating doing a paper journal for the time being, that I can write in while I’m stuck on a plane for hours at a time… the only problem being, that I can type faster than I can write (faster than I can think, at times) so it may be painfully abrupt…

oh well.

got 6 mths to think about that.
jac.

Get Lost

Monday, July 1st, 2002 | Travel | No Comments

Get Lost

I dont see the big deal in getting lost.

For me, at least, getting lost in an unfamiliar place is a learning experience. I learn more when I’m lost than when I’m unlost. This statement is true for both physical lost, and mentally lost. I love getting physically lost in the city, wandering around waiting until you see a landmark that looks vaguely familiar.

Take a turn around Marketting strategies, and hang a right at the intersection of telecommunications theory and bandwidth supply.

Holy Web Development Batman.

This website keeps getting bigger. I keep getting drawn further and further into it, neglecting my project, neglecting my appetite, and straining the good relationship with all my friends.

“Jac, wanna come over for dinner”
“Mmm… cant… programming.”

Even though I’m sleeping really odd hours, not eating properly, forgetting to check the mail and becoming an antisocial geekazoid, I’m loving the lost feeling. Free falling into a learning pattern. I’ve learnt more about web publishing in the past 3 months than I have the entire time I’ve been hacking at Carmody Online.

Whoa baby. What a rush.