I couldn't get enuff rest last nite, eventhough I took the option of throwing myself to sleep after twelve in that dark super noisy roadside building. I would take this moment to blame two people:
- Lamro, I've told him may times since his return from Amsterdam that he should get rid of his I-can't-sleep-so-what?! attitude and try not tostay awake [go online, or, on the phone] until a few drops of hours from the Sunrise.
- Ellie, I asked her to get some sleep, do not adjusted her less insomnia self to Lammro's ever growing insomnia, that they, as if two genius behind a deadline, talked and talked, trying to overworked Oprah's popularity.
- Sjoerd and Heino, I had waited to get some cupcakes [leftovers] from your birthday party and it had driven me desperately sad and consistently starving for a cake. Hope you had received my birthday wishes sms decades ago. LOL
Spring.
You are two lucky men. Walked together under the Spring sun, on your Spring time clothes collection, hand in hand, sometimes made passionate kisses...wow, damn it, I am so jealous. I hate you guys. LOL
Glad to hear that It, the Spring goddess, elevates everyone's mood, makes Heino feels much at ease and gets more good sleeps. Uhm...does it also makes both of you hornier? :D
We're under the doom of screwed-up weather. I don't trust the weather report on TV anymore. It says we'd get some good sunshine but then what happens is the sky looks exactly like a pouty-mouthed boy, ugly cloudy, and I need to hang the laundry for one more day.
And today, it's so cloudy and I'm not in a sexy mood but I'm all OK and still cab afford a good smile for everyone. LOL
The eatery shop next door is closed so I dont get my breakfast, there's just two customers so far.
There's this cute guy sits on his motorbike on the parked area across the street, I'm looking at him while I'm typing this. Oh, he's on the phone right now, hopefully it would end up to my phone so we can say hi and then go for a coffee, talk, talk, talk, eat, dance, talk, eat, and if he's not hot inside, then it's au revoir. No, he's straight, for-get it.
And yeah, this new job gives me more time to be online but I'm lazier than ever. I dont feel like writing anything, not even my facebook, I read more silly stuffs instead of the mind-enriching ones [my fave now is some random sites I found after put some silly keywords on Google.] I spend more time in this three-storey bulding, the first two are used as net cafe and the third floor is where Ellie [a woman friend my age, female, pretty and funny as hell.] I'm working in the morning shift which starts from 9 to 4, except on Thursday and Sunday [4pm-11pm] and my day off is on Monday--which I spend here, as well, talk my mouth with Ellie and Lamro and Green. Yeah, it's a small stpid circle, and I'm afraid we're sick of each other. Hehehe
About my sense of loneliness. You're right. Since I started work in here, I'm less occupied with lonely feelings and thoughts. This net cafe, since its establishment years ago have earned a [distasteful] reputation as a gay hook up place, which basically stationed on the second floor. They're not only chatting online and watching some porn, but also loitering the floor with condoms and wet tissues of sperm and god knows what else. And this is the kind of guy people that scattered around Indonesia, a commnunity that's, basically, desperates for sex, not for positive social activities. That's why I keep myself from them.To find encouraging, engagingly gay friends is difficult. But I'm fine with my circle of friends :)
I'm still digging into my reading habit, though there are times I loathe it, and run for another short-lived entertainment: Crap programs on TV. :D
I'm currently reading a O Henry Award collected stories book from the1970s. Just renewed my annual library membership for 30.000, a 5000 raise from last year. I prefer reading short stories these days because I'm a lot lazier, dont feel like engaging myself with 400-page book that only says Marie wants to marry Makie.
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