Saturday, 26. December 2009, 15:29:18
I like change. I think when one is particularly in the creative field, you see trend and change ALL the time, thus wanting to change stuff around you. The trends in my surroundings at the moment are:
Macs. Everyone is getting one.
Moleskines. You can identify a writer/art student a mile away if they have one.
Gosh there was something else I thought of last night… It’ll come.
Anyway, I’m always wanting to change something.. my room, my hair, my car.. But of course these things cost money! So I change the little things. Like the pictures on my wall. “She hangs the pictures on the wall!” (Desmond and the Tutus) I love having visuals EVERYWHERE!
Here’s what I’ve been reading this holiday:
One Small Seed- South African contemporary art and lifestyle magazine. Extremely well done for SA standards! My mom seems to think it’s some kind of ‘porn magazine’ because of the few artistic nude shots.. ppfff! (She should see the ‘nudes’ in the copies of Vice I have.. ok yeeesh!)
Music Listography- This isn’t a book as per se, it’s more like a journal type thing with the most amazing illustrations! I only bought it for the pictures.
This Side of Paradise by F. Scott-Fitzgerald- I really really like Scott-Fitzgerald as an author, and the way he portrays life in that era, as he did with The Great Gatsby. This book reminds me ever so slightly of The Catcher in the Rye.. just a teeny bit though.
And of course, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl! This has been on my favourite books list since I read it in primary school so I had to eventually buy the book. And Quentin Blake illustrations remind me so much of primary school and the library!

Have realized I’m a bit paranoid. Last night our garden sprayers came on out of the blue at like 10.30pm. So immediately I think, ok someone’s in our yard and they’ve switched them on to try get someone to come out and then attack us! (Perhaps I just had too much sugar before going to bed.. or it was that Muppet movie!!) So I hear my mom get up and go through.. but I don’t hear her come back. Now all these wild scenarios are running through my mind.. They’ve attacked her! They’ve kidnapped her! Eventually I had to get up and go look if she was in bed because I couldn’t go to sleep! Sheesh I felt like a right nutcase. Well maybe the fact that people have been getting murdered in our area lately adds to the paranoia.
And then I go and dream that I almost got mugged! And coincidentally the scary teacher I had in grade 1 saved me. SO FRIKKIN WEIRD.
Also weird, Indonesians are selling their body parts for cash over the net. You can get a kidney for $5,300. IT’S A STEAL!! (I foresee major business opportunities.. Ice baths! Get cha ice baths!)
I'm so bored, i could cry.
Is Boxing Day code for Boring Day?