Back!

Wow! Who’da thunk I’d post something before the close of the year. So much for my 100 post target for this year; God only knows where I missed it. I think lareine called it ‘prolonged writers block’ or something like that. Had it merely been that, I might have written a few lines every now and then at least to keep the sparse following I had attracted after much toiling and blog-running...hehe. The thing is I also developed a curious disdain for the combination of keystrokes that made up my blog url. Curious indeed...

Anyway’s the king is back..dan dan dan...where ma crown at? If you ain’t a fan of Nas (the rapper) you won’t get that. As I was saying the king of rants has returned, and guess what? I tracked down the queen. She’s an absolute weirdo...a cute one though :p I tracked her down on facebook (don’t ask me why) and the first thing she said was ‘Egads!’. I mean....’Egads?’. To all those who considered me an unstylish nerd, behold my absolution. You know it’s all love, don’t you lareine? [wink wink] Seriously though it’s amazing how people grow up worlds apart and wind up so alike. We’re doing a language blog soon. The idea was spawned from a mutual flare for languages. Of course as yet, the only language I speak to a significant degree of fluency is English, but that’s changing; I’m currently learning French and Japanese. Sugoi!!!

Oh by the way, I’d like to take the liberty to advertise for WAPi here. Can’t remember what it stands for right now, but it’s an initiative of the British Council for promoting arty people . Musicians, poets, artists, sculptors, writers, dancers etc get to do their thing every month or so in front of an audience and a number of luminaries who, make no mistake about it, take pleasure in feeding your liver to the swine if you have the effrontery to assail their sensibilities with substandard material...hehehe. Of course I’m joking about that last part, but really it is fun. You should check it out when you get the chance. I think they have a facebook group.

The November event took place a week ago so I guess the next event will be the last for the year. The last for the year – amazing isn’t it? Its been one heck of a year for me, I must say. I would say that I’ve evolved in several key areas of my life, some as a direct consequence of previous occurrences from last year. I’ve met some interesting people, burnt some bridges, achieved some goals and failed at others; through it all though the central theme for me was breaking out of the mould. I did achieve that, but at what cost? And was it worth it? If I could do it again would I do it the same way? Would I be more, less or just as ruthless? And into what am I evolving? Will I like the end of it as much as my fantasies would have me believe? Obviously none of this will make any sense to the reader but do indulge me for now, I shall carry on a more intelligible blog-roll from the next post.

The other day, I got a call out of the blue. It was from an ex, who seemed to think she could attain her seemingly elusive closure from taunting me about her new obsession - amongst other things. At least that seemed to be the only logical explanation for calling an ex who had from al indications lost all awareness of your existence, to tell him you had a new Adonis in your life and that you had no intention of talking about it. I mean, hello??? You called me to tell me you didn’t want to talk to me about your new dude whom I didn’t even know you had??? My first instincts were to be brutally rude and then proceed to sever the last brittle tie I had kept with this pesky relic from my dishonourable past but I guess that if this will give her her much needed closure and me my much needed peace of mind, then I shall indulge her for a while longer. Forgive the harshness of my words but if you knew the story, I’m certain that at least some of you would understand my irritation.

That relationship has taught me, amongst other things, that the learning curve for a relationship between people of radically different personalities is way to steep, and most people [particularly people with a patience problem, which includes me] will simply burn out before they make it. What seemed ‘cute’ in the beginning will eventually become jaded and irritating.

Enough of that now, I seem to have exceeded my self-imposed 650 word target, however conscience shall not suffer me to disregard saying a few words in memory of a fallen Soldier. Mby Johnson of Trusaintz lost his mom a little while ago. Going over to see him made me aware of just how much those people mean to me. They lay her to rest on the 29th of this month. I’m rather impressed with the way they’ve taken the loss I must say. They’ve pulled together and braved it remarkably well. I wonder what I’d do if I lost my mom? Hopefully such things will remain in the realm of reflection for this glow worm.

My regards to standtall, paradigm and lareine. Sorry ladies, I don’t know what came over me in the last 6 months. Think you could forgive a brother?lol





"Some people say they haven't yet found themselves. But the self is not something one finds; it is something one creates. " - Thomas Szasz