Questionable desires

I often wonder about the mysteries of 'oneself'. As in, how do we get an eternal longing for a bigmac when we are emotionally distraught? Or should I say, how do i get an eternal longing for a bigmac when i am emotionally distraught? Possibly the words 'emotionally distraught' may be used in exaggeration here, but I find it rather amusing. That my body's answer to life's problems is.... a medium bigmac meal. Maybe my subconscious has been brainwashed with nineteen years of advertising and "I'm loving it" Justin Timberlake campaigns. A sad thought. 

Nevertheless, every now and then, I get a craving for a medium bigmac meal. Ironically, with a bottle of water, never coke. So I suppose, the water cancels out the bigmac and fries? Theoretically yes.

But once again, the question is left, how does one crave a bigmac? Or have this desire to consume such an entity? It's quite pathetic really, that the human condition has developed a coping mechanism to solve any emotional difficulties by shoving ones face with a heart-attack-waiting-to-happen. Would it be the same if one day I woke up, and felt like 99% fat free strawberry youghurt on bran flakes??  I digress.

australia day

Happy australia day! Whatever that implies.. for most australians, i suppose the 26th of january is about bbq's, lamb and 'vb'. I'd like to add that i despise VB (beer) and at this very moment i choose to drink james squire's golden ale. Very refreshing....
Triple j's hottest 100 is almost finished as well... My sister's listening in her room, Kieran is playing a game with Rory (computer orientated). And some how i'm left to contemplate life's wonders and mysteries, the metaphysics of john donne, and the realms of myself, by myself....

Another Vice

I've been living off these the last two months.

I highly recommend them! (Click on the pic for more info.!)

Woolworths fruit juice section, on sale for $2.69.

Bargain!

My favourite is 'Pink Lady!'

Paradox

So- i've found a paradox in modern living. Are you ready for this? It's probably well known to everyone, and it's taken me this long to realise. But, the more money I seem to earn, the more 'things' i have to pay for. Dentist, doctors etc. Where as when I did not earn as much, these things were covered... by my family? I'm not sure. So the more money I earn, the more I have to spend, so logically, would it be better to earn less and 'live' less? I suppose it's independence for you.

But don't get me started on the dentist.

Limits

I've just been hit with the strangest thought- what if life was meant to be lived like this? In creative whims, floating on thoughts and relying on them for directions. I'm in this incredible headspace, which feels slightly dangerous, but has lead me from being a poet to an installation artist. Long story.

But then there is always the notion of reality. Is it sustainable to be living like this? Will it ultimately lead me to my demise?

Such questions and thoughts. But I like it.

Return

Greetings. I have returned to my love of blogging! I am quite disheartened though. I upset my secret santa.. and now he/she has not contacted me. It's not about the present- it's more the fact that I do not know who they are, and it's nearly been a month since Christmas and I do not know who they are. I DO NOT KNOW WHO THEY ARE! So, someone from my group of friends at highschool is secretly plotting against me. A very encouraging thought to keep me asleep at night. And what's worse, is that I've pictured all of them in santa suits. With beards. And I can not pick who is mine.

In other news, I've found love. Seriously. I was in cloud nine for the hours following this venture. So, I plug San Churro @ Glebe on Glebe Point Rd, and a big thanks to Skye for sharing it with me. Will share the details and contact information in a later post.

You should also check out Regina Spektor's album "Songs", I've been living and breathing the song "Samson" - (N.B.- this version is slower and more 'acoustic' than the version off her latest album. And it's my favourite. I recently got into a disagreement with my boyfriend about which one was better. Without being too bias about his music taste, I can understand why he likes the newer version, as he is [dare i say it] a fan of *cough taylor swift cough*, and it is more 'pop'ish than her earlier stuff. Not that I can really make this judgment, but take a listen! Any Regina is better than none!)

I must leave you on this note, as it is now 12:24 AM, and I must try and maintain some sense of a sleeping pattern.