Wednesday 21 November 2007

Is it all about timing?

I have been pondering. This is not a good thing!

My question of the moment is this… Why is it all about the timing? In the past, I was the one who wasn’t ready or I didn’t know what I wanted. But now I know exactly what I want but can’t have it. The reasons for this aren’t 100% clear (and not from my side) but are the standard ones. The ones I have used. The ones I have decided to work around.

The friends I have spoken to about this have informed me that I am catch and any man would be stupid not to try. I tend to agree. I think I have a lot to offer. So why is no one taking up the offer? Why are all the personality challenged people not having a problem? How do they go from one to the other as if it is the easiest thing?

I think that it should be easier somehow. I have been playing the dating game for about 15 years now. And still I haven’t got much to show for it. Sure there have been a few relationships that stand out and probably could’ve been something more, perhaps if the timing were better? But alas, here I sit with not much of anything to show. I suppose it could be said that rather play the field than settle for someone who wasn’t right or who wouldn’t have worked out in the long run. But seriously!! How long do I have to wait? I’ve paid my dues, I’ve done the time, I’ve dated the assholes! Come on already!!! I need a bit of a silver lining! Just a smidgen!

Why is it that now that I have finally figured it out, there is nothing to celebrate with and no reward? Is this karma still biting me in the ass? How much more bad relationship karma do I need to work off?? It is just getting frustrating now!

So my thought now, is what do I need to do to get what I want? Is it worth it to fight so hard? Or am I just wasting my time and energy on someone who isn’t really worth it? Maybe there is a better guy out there, who has just that one extra thing to offer? How in the hell are we supposed to know?? Where are the signs?

I guess the plan of action for the time being is just to go with the flow and I suppose that if it’s meant to be, it will. Hopefully the effort is worth it! After all, I only have another 43 years to live!

Thursday 15 November 2007

23 work days and counting!

23 more working days until I go to the coast for my December sabbatical at the lovely resort of Palm Springs!

But even more exciting than that is it’s only 2 weeks until I go to Cape Town for a long weekend, in the company of 2 good (looking) guy friends and a guaranteed good time (unless either one of them has PMS)!

My friend of 14 years, Warren, recently moved down to Cape Town so once again, I have an excuse to go down. He also stays in the CBD, which is awesome because it is SO much better than the Joburg one and actually safe to walk around and they have squirrels!

And I am proud to say I am steadily losing weight so I should be looking a little better by the time I hit the beach. But will be almost beach ready for Palm Springs, assuming I won’t be able to afford food in Cape Town J As long as I can afford cocktails….

So all in all, it is looking up and the festive season is pretty much upon us! WOOOHOOO!!!

Well, back to work, it makes time fly!

Tuesday 6 November 2007

You wear what to gym?

I went to gym yesterday, as you do when attempting to get ready for the looming beach season.

It was all good, I cycled my ass off (unfortunately not literally) and got ready to go home feeling very good about myself.

And then I saw it…. A guy coming out if the change room, wearing… wait for it… bright luminous pink poly shorts, a grey vest that didn’t really cover his boep and two bright blue knee guards! What an assault on my tired eyes!

It seemed that everyone else was just as speechless. I wasn’t the only one staring or giggling. Good lord! I hope he’s toned it down for today!

And why do they still even make poly shorts or actually sell them to people who are clearly not athletes or going to be running a marathon? I once saw Heinz Winkler wearing them, while stretching on a railing…. We waited for his package to pop out so we could point and laugh, but alas, this did not happen. Sigh.

Thursday 1 November 2007

How to start your own cult

My brother and I have been toying with this idea for a while now. It seems like a quick and easy way to get rich and be adored for no good reason.

So, how does one go about starting their own cult?

There seem to be no female cult leaders. I think I can use this to my advantage! I see a gap in the market… One step closer!

I watched the series on “Killer Cults” on the History Channel. It seems that the following are necessary:

1. You need to be UGLY! And I don’t mean a bit, I mean very!
2. You need to have very bad hair, the frizzier the better
3. You need to have bad eyes. This either results in you looking like you are unable to open them or gives you a reason to wear big old fashioned glasses.
4. Your personal habits need to be questionable along with your dress sense.
5. You should believe you are a sex god and that women actually want to sleep with you. Sex also seems to be a reason or a common thread with most cults. What better reason to engage in group sex with all sorts of people than to do so within a cult?

I have looked up this whole cult thing and I think my brother and I should start a ‘commercial’ cult. This means we get to sell arbitrary stuff (like books, DVD’s, branded underwear) to people and therefore make money off it! There is also the choice of the ‘religious’ cult, though neither of us are religious and I think Rhema has cornered that market. I would like to get on Ray McCauley’s bad side! He’s got crazy eyes!!

We would then have to offer ‘exclusivism’ as a way of brainwashing people into giving us their money and worshipping us blindly. We would promise membership to our exclusive and fabulous circle, much like an exclusive nightclub. And we may even give them cocktails too.

A few other mind control methods caught my attention though. Things like time control. Does this mean that work is actually a cult? Are they controlling our minds?? I guess so! Another is a strict reporting structure, where you can’t trust anyone not to run to the ‘leader’ and rat on you…. Again, this sounds very familiar!

After looking at the list again, it seems my brother and I will need to make over the image of a traditional cult leader. Be gone bad hair and giant glasses! We will start a far trendier and fun cult! Only good looking, rich people and lots of cocktail hours!