tales from an ordinary world

2000-07-02

All washed up in consumerville. The holy trinity of electrical goods, clothes and food. We did it all. I stared at it for hours, and came out feeling lonely, empty and confused. Only a jumper to show for the afternoon's work, but the alternative would've been to impulse-buy a Micro HiFi system for the bedroom. Or something. It's not time, not yet.

We drove past some kid sitting on the kerb at the bus stop, eating his pizza from a box whilst a flock of seagulls expectantly swarmed around him. I need to refresh myself with such simple pleasures, I need a lost weekend. As it is, I'm usually able to account for every second of my time on the weekend - Sleep, get up and shower, eat, shop, come home, empty my pockets onto the floor, do random domestic chores, stand in front of the CD collection and try and choose something to match my current mood, and for much of the rest of my time, sit at this little window to the rest of the connected world and wait for something interesting to happen.