Phenomenology

I managed to not speak a word to another person for almost 36 hours on the weekend. I was that much of a hermit. It's always interesting to spend all that time by yourself. To see what sorts of ideas you come up with. Different thoughts that you have. The different things that you do. This time around I was extremely lazy. Extremely. It was actually kind of gross. The things you do, huh?

I managed to get down there about 8:30 or so on Friday night. I can't really remember what I had for dinner. I don't know if I actually ate. Hmmm. I know that I went to the shops because I bought some milk, some bread and a copy of New Weekly. Hmmm. What did I have for dinner that night?

Darn. This isn't cool. I really can't remember. I know that I had a half bottle of wine and some beers. I can't remember what else I bought at the shops.

Hmmm.... I must have eaten something. This sucks.... I had some minties... Crap....

Anyways, I was pretty tired after the drive down, and I had a few drinks, and I watched some of the Grammy's. It was going pretty well. I even recieved a phone call from someone who was near and dear to me. Or is. Who knows? I do. She still is. Anyways, Brooke rang and I spoke to her. I think that there may have been some tears. I may have said that I still love her (which is true). I may also have said that I wouldn't be upset if she got a new boyfriend (this is also true). I definately called her bitch a few times.

Not in a bad way of course. It was all in good fun. If only I could remember what I had for dinner. Hmmm....

So yeah, next day I went for a swim to clear my head. It was pretty overcast but there was still a few people around. The water was nice. After that I headed up to Southport and had some brunch with Nigel. That was nice. I had an omelette. It was nice.

For the rest of the day I didn't do a whole lot. I played some games. Read a magazine. Listened to some music. Watched a movie. Very multimedia. Ha! The sun went down, I drank some beers. Bought a pizza. Ate the pizza. Started to feel a little unwell and went to bed.

Sunday arrived, and with it so did a feeling of general unwell-ness and some unpleasant weather. As for feeling unwell- I don't think that it was the beer because I didn't have too many. I'm not sure what it was. With regards to the weather- I'm sure a meteorologist could tell you. I still managed to get down for a swim, I got out when the lightening started to strike though.

I watched the cricket. Did some other stuff. Watched a bit of Josie and the Pussycats. Not much else.

So yeah, that's it really. Not very exciting. Still, it's good to be alone sometimes. Some of the things I thought about weren't very pleasant though, and I wonder why I would think of them. These are things that I don't really have to do, nor should I do, but still things that I think that I would like to experience at some stage. Hmmm.... what did I have for dinner on Friday night?