scrawling...

i was sitting in class today...and was distracted by all these things that people had scrawled into the wood desk over the years...dated back to 1940...it's amazing to run your fingers over the words and imagine all the others who have touched them or read them...

thought i'd share a few with you...

"chicken..i like it fried."

"he realized he was the kind of man who was vulnerable to the sexiness of pity"

"delusional..who isn't?"

"forget about your worries now, we all make mistakes, you're gonna make it anyhow, 'cos you got what it takes...right?"

"he, i know you."

"thank you"
"fuck you"

"everytime you masturbate, god kills a kitten...think of the kittens!"

"doog tsixes---sexist good"

"hope spring eternal...springs get rusty."

"oh gee, he's up to my knee...no, he's up to my toe."

"broken man."

"sarah was not paying attention."

"Why not?"

....so, yeah...
actually, that last one.."why not?" was something that was said last night...my question had been "why?"...and the reply was simply.."why not?" ....made me think of all the times we ask why...and how often the answer is really only a simple "why not?"....

i think we like to overcomplicate things...funny that.

things are getting more than a wee bit complicated over here...as they tend to...the soap opera never seems to stop, more and more characters stumble into the scene, pushing and shoving against each other....new faces, new plotlines....no real stopping.....there are just short little commercial breaks, but it's never for long enough....you get fooled into thinking, "hey, maybe life is finally drama-free, relatively, at least"...and then other characters remind you that no, it's never going to be drama free....and although complication is an often beautiful thing...sometimes it can be simply overwhelming...urk.

sat on the roof last night...watching stars and lights...having some quiet alone time...which i haven't had enough of...wrote a poem about someone who keeps slivers of motel soap in their pocket---go figure...i was tired, so strange things happen. :-)

random note: they have shampoo and conditioner here that is made by Palmolive...which is that American brand of dish soap...i bought some for the novelty...and lo and behold, it feels very much like dish soap...oy, oh well...it's all part of the experience...hah!

anywhoo...I'm off to read some aboiginal short stories in the grass...in desperate need of shade and smoothie...mhm.

oh...ps...there are more pics up, now. Just click on the link "heather's pics" to the right...
there's a pic of a soggy koala....cute, uberly so!

cheers!