Rambling and ranting in a tea daze.

Before you continue to read this article or whatever I have to call it, I must warn you doing so might be a matter of life and death. Well, not really; it might be more correct to say it will probably cause utter frustration and confusion. If you are happy to be confused, frustrated and just annoyed by the extreme chaos and intangibility reeking from this written things; be my guest and read it. I do not care really, only if I annoy you; or make you laugh.

It seems that I have again been struck by writer’s block. It of course does not help me that the temperature is so inhumanly high. It is almost midnight and I am sweating very mildly. Never the less, talking about the weather tends to be boring and just a meer observation at that certain point; unless you are a meteorologist.

When I started doing my clumsy research about Gonzo journalism I was almost overwhelmed by inspiration. It was almost like my muse gave me a huge doze of concentrated creativity mixed with adrenalin. Now I barely know what to write on Twitter.
I know this comes and goes for all writers, but when it happens too often it can be a bit annoying, and worrying even.

It might be because I have been under a lot of stress lately. More or less stress created by idiot myself for not understanding my own actions and choices. Luckily my therapist clarified for me that I am not picky with jobs, not at all, I am just avoiding jobs I know will give me an ulcer, panic attack or other ailments related to stress. He also made me understand that I am actually expecting too much of myself at work, in a country that is a bit more relaxed to what I am used to.
So this stress has probably had a not so good effect on my creativity and scared my muse away; but I might also have been too hard on myself and my writing.
I have even started to avoiding commenting on certain articles; because I do not see how they will actually have a greater impact on the matter word wide. I guess I am living too much by the proverb; “try to talk sense to a fool and he will call you foolish”, so why bother speaking if no one is willing to listen?

I feel more secure and safe about staying in Australia and finishing my degree in biomedical science now. Even if the heat is annoying me a lot. I sweat a lot and it is not fun at all. It is true what Jerry said in one of the Seinfeld episodes: “You, you stink.”

This heat has made me stay more inside, as riding around on a BMX and doing tricks will probably just make me leave a wet trail behind me and a high risk of heat stroke.
This has led me to spend more time playing with my computer; so now I am running four applications based on the Mozilla project. Firefox, Thunderbird, Sunbird and Songbird. I am in geek heaving now, especially when I installed Fedora 12 and learned that Fedora is just getting better and better.

I started playing Gran Turismo 4 again, as last time did not go so well. In other words, for some reason I sucked insanely at it. Almost like I was completely off my face and had never ever played a proper car sim ever; or any game for what it is worth. Now I am driving like my life depends on it.
Lizzie is not too happy about it, as she claims it has affected my driving. OF course it has not, I have always been a horrible driver.

Before I decided to sit down, sweat like a pig and write this piece of bollocks I was having this internal debate with one of my other personalities if I should have a tea or not. Why you ask? Well, if you have not paid attention, I can tell you for the third time (in just this collection of characters) that it is insanely hot in this country, for an insane Nordic Viking. I decided to have a cuppa.
I have been drinking a lot of tea lately; the last month or so, I think. Black tea that is; from Twinings of course. I think the amount would make a Brit a bit teary too. This is just a guess, but I think I drink about two to five cups a day.
And so far my favourites are Lady Grey, Irish Breakfast, Prince of Wales and Tradition Afternoon.

I can not help to keep thinking about that I am so far away from my friends and family. It is still sometimes a bit surreal that I am living in Australia. Also I can not help to think about what some of my friends are doing now; and how to get in touch with people I have lost contact with and might never ever see or speak with again.
You have one life. Try to enjoy it as much as you can; without hurting people around you, and yourself.

That sums up most of the things that swim around in my crazy mind; that I do not mind letting the public know about. Luckily I am able to know what not to tell you all; as I do not feel like being committed tomorrow.

It is a mad world we live in.