Showing posts with label apathy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apathy. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Sir Noblogalot

Sooo I've not been posting lately, have I?
Yeah, well, I haven't been that enthused by it.
Work's been good lately, I've been a little bored, but it's been good.
I went to the Blue Mountains yesterday to help an operator with their maps, so that was cool. Went with Chris (whose party it was on Sat night), so it was good to talk with him (he's a sound engineer, and the party was held at his studio)... I'm kinda wishing that I'd done something more to do with music with my career now... not that it's really too late. We'll see what happens later in life.
I've now officially moved into West Ryde... however, I don't yet have all my stuff. Soon. Soon.
Yeah... what else?
Accompanied Boggle, Brendan and Jon to the airport today to pick Helen up... we were an hour late, but so was she, so it worked out very well. I also ran into Briony there; she'd just got back from Japan. Woulda been cool. I should try and see her more often.
So yes. As I'm now moved into West Ryde, it means that I don't have the internet at home, so all those myspace comments will be left all alone for some time. I still check my email at work though, so you can still contact me through that. I'll look into getting the net soon.
And yes. That's all I can be bothered typing right now. I've actually felt rather lethargic of late; I don't really know why. Lethargy leading to apathy.
Blargh.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Apathy

It's funny how a situation can move so quickly from a near overwhelming amount of opportunities, back to the same old dismal state of nothing. This year began so full of opportunities, yet they've all but passed me by.
Life at the moment is so monotonous it's killing me. I need to start living my life. I'm pissing my degree up the wall as well as my life. I need to get that license, I know I do. I know how important it is, yet every day passes, with me thinking "I really should book some lessons," yet I never do. Every day I think "I really should write Helen that letter," yet I always find some excuse not to (mainly that there is no lined paper).
So yeah, I'm pissed off at myself right now. I'm the world's most apathetic motherfucker, and I'm not happy with my life because of that.
That's my rant.