Wednesday 16 October 2013

see you next fall

currently sitting in the beloved cubicle, not taking even the smallest second to give two shits about tonight's lesson.
naughty naughty.
instead i felt like i was long overdue for some blogging, and listening to some cheeky jamie t has gotten me feeling a bit inspired, a bit brazen and ballsy.
feel like that word is most wonderful and definitely underrated - ballsy.
we all lack a bit of testicular fortitude now and then.

awoke this morning, covered from head to toe in red, swollen bites. great testimony to my self control that i'm not rubbing my back up and down all over my work colleagues' chairs or something. been pulling a very subtle baloo and making it seem that perhaps i really just want to dance. even thinking about it makes me fantasize about lying in a large golden tub of ice cold petroleum jelly. somebody scratch me.

 "i'm gone, man. solid gone."

back to jamie t, the combination of some sweet sweet tunes, some charming vocals and a really happy start to the morning can do wonders for your procrastination habit.

looks like i'll be winging tonight's class. oh dear.

it would also appear that the blazing, infuriating humidity that has been plaguing me since i first got to china, has finally decided to chill the fuck out.
was in a delightedly jolted state when i walked outside and realised that my hands weren't immediately clammy. how odd. looks like autumn is finally making it to the party, the little diva.

have spent the past few days pondering all things great and small, stewing in billowing clouds of smoke and whatnot. and it feels a bit like i'm winning something back today, almost like venturing out into the wild after some time in hibernation. what's with the bear references today ? time for a scratch, a banana and a smoke...

"they think we're fools sitting on the corner/
older you get, the more like your father/
the more i drink, the more like my brother/
seem to have picked up on a callous trait."
jamie t - spider's web




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