Love Is A Number

So now it's Wednesday night and it already feels like it's been a long week. What hope do we have? I laid turf on Monday. Tuesday I walked the dog. Today I spoke to prospective new parents.

Actually, after writing it down, it doesn't really seem all that big? But why am I so tired?

The new parents that I spoke to today live most of their lives in Ethiopa. The mother works for an agency that helps land mine victims. The father works for an NGO that rebuilds infrastructure. Interesting people. Extremely interesting people. They are back in Australia so that the mother, who is Irish, can have their third child. What a life these people lead.

I was talking to the father about he got to be involved in the work that he is doing. He told me that he was backpacking in London when he saw an ad in one of the Australian street papers over there that was advertising for positions in construction. He thought to himself, "Why not?" and applied for the job. Twelve years later he was still there. Adventure.

What else has happened today? I've had three different people tell me that the turf that I laid on Monday needs to be rollered a few times over the coming weeks. Somebody has offered me a roller to use over the coming few weeks.

There's not really too much to tell.

My friend Nicholas is heading overseas tomorrow. I'm going to meet up with him at the pub in a little bit. I need to have some dinner first. I started early.

I'm going to miss Nick. He is somebody that brings a degree of drama to the most mundane of undertakins. There are things that happen to this man that you would not imagine. Could not imagine. You would not believe him, except they happen so often, even while you're in his presence, that you can do nothing but look in disbelief and shake your head.

This afternoon I watched the movie Drumline. It was shit.

I'm having steak for dinner. I'm going to have mashed potatos. Both idaho and sweet. It will be good. I'm thinking about having some greens as well. Beans? Peas? Whatever.

I don't really fucking care at the moment. It's Wedneday and I don't even fucking know what's going on. I'm smoking. I'm drinking. It's raining. I'm sad. I know why, but I don't know why now? There were parts of today that were good. There were parts of today that were shit.

I'm going to make tomorrow a great day.