Sunday, January 14, 2007

knew yeah?

so who wants to be somewhere else?

right now the spiky crayfish, some smoked kawhai and a little gissy gold watching an east coast sunset (they do exisit!) sounds pretty fine.

this is not to say i don't appreciate nay love where i am right now (i am a little nervous about the guy at the end of the carraige professing jesus' love - just made eye contact schit - and he's not getting off @ the stop - has anyone seen the scene in heros where the train stops in time? its like that. except i have no time bending samurai.)

just that i have experienced the best in life. seems to be a pattern forming. (jesus'n'me just shook hands. didn't look too disturbed. maybe he's just 'loving life'). becuase it continues.

were sitting with some good chums in the best value vegetarian kebabland in soho (moaz anyone) reminiscing about the good ol' days, sometime back in november 2006 - remember it? no job, no house, bludging off our infinitely generous family (we love geoff and kerryn. highly recommend being related to them), contacts running out, winter coming, bottom lip a little draggy-on-the-ground... (am talking about me and la, not our chums, who had shrewdly used their clicky finger to do the talking and got jobs before they came here...). back then, gorging ourselves on the all-you-can-fit-into-an-open-kebab salad bar (olives, peppers, taboulhi mmm) thinking when will we eat again? (never got that bad... but some drama? ok.) wondering what the fahk we were doing... not that i don't stop to wonder this. don't really stop to do it. just in a constant state on wonderment... and now thanking our lucky allstars that who would think that knew yeah we would be gorging ourselves on the all-you-can-fit-into-an-open-kebab salad bar with a cool house, cool jobs and just our pasty lard bellies dragging on the ground. to recap, alana is working as an associate medical writer for a medical communications company. you can post questions about her job in the comments. she is building a FAQ at the moment, so all will be revealed. she works in ealing broadway, about 30 mins walk tube walk from our house, which is apparently kinda like a suburban city centre. go figure. i am a producer with a web production company called www.unit9.com ( minus the www and the com although it sounds kinda catchy huh?). i told them that i made a website in 1997 on angelfire (where is angelfire?) so they figured i must be pretty experienced. so now i just smile and wear cool hats so everyone thinks i am a great producer. today i am making a game for the FA cup (when i say make i mean ask someone else to do all the work), and a freakshow 'interactive world' for Dorito's (they make chips)

more on the tube later

love

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Commute competition from Emala van Tuti: Alana left me a comment on my Flickr account and said Jon had the longest....

commute. Our commute is one hour to work. How about yours Jon boy?

gudhed said...

yeah but you get to talk to each other.
or does tom not talk?
hello tom.

Anonymous said...

Tom is a very quiet man but he does talk to me on the train. When we're both not snoring. Or reading. Or rolling our eyes at each other about the train retards.

gudhed said...

i am retard

so it was yous that was trolling

next time just you wait