fly straight into my heart

Caught out with another trick I suppose, maybe it's the age I'm at, the big smoke isn't as a welcoming place like it was in the history books, people get seduced by the bright lights and all the rails and roads which lead them into the heart of the mess. I lost that shine in my eyes a long time ago, the bright lights of Hong Kong made me jaded a long time ago, London's lights are really different, it doesn't shimmer like Hong Kong in the rain. I cough because of a mild cold and I'm not entirely comfortable with it all. Maybe its all these tourists

Having been in Munich for nearly half a year now, time slips past like water through my fingers. I keep saying about the change in life and how I'm finally content. The truth is I moved to Germany at the right moment in life, spared all the blushes of being a junior, afforded all the leeway of someone still starting out on that big adventure. You wonder how many people actually get to live the dream they had when they were a child, at junior school, at college, at university. I stare around the train carriage make a judgment and keep it to myself, lest I feel the wrath of the pretty girl sitting next to me.

Its nice to unwind for a minute there, for all the talk about needing a break, I come to the UK in bright sunshine on my back, only for that to turn into a lovely singular grey, the sun petered out on the UK a long time ago. the rain dries off me in the warm train, snobbier person than me would hate on the mix of society riding with me, but I suppose I find it quite comforting, we are all in a rush like a bunch of mad cows. Hearing ourselves into a mass of bodies in a sardine tin. For all the money that isn't in my pocket and in the business mans nice saville row suit we all stuck together. I don't want to exchange words, thats not the point,

I just hope most of these people will get off at Guildford, I'm assuming the men in suits and maybe the old lady sitting in front of me will. The gray weather doesn't get any better the further south we travel.

Much love my beautiful eggs.

musik

• Pioneer to Falls- Interpol

buch

• From Hell- Alan Moore

kino

• Maverick

vershieden

• everyone getting serious on me and my situations,
• missing the girl,
• the new bag, took ages to find, but stumbling on it is always the best way for shum,
• still waiting to get my Chicken on,
• English being spoken on the TV, but without a Germs accent,
• Phil asking me to spend a lot of money on stuff I don't want or need,
• the woman in the shop trying to sell me Italian made leather holdall for £250, my budget was a bit stretched,
• my mum being curious about stuff,
• finally finding the stand I wanted for my desk,
• my netbook being shit hot at what I want it to do, 9.04 Remix is coming to sort the rest of my woes out,
• sushi-ing it up with Gobu-San, the waitress is so your wife,
• that epic Scouse Red vs Chel game, what a game I tell thee,
• the training course in general, many new ideas, many geek things running through my head,
• extra tea with love notes written to the cleaning ladies in the hotel, nice,