Tuesday, March 31, 2009

To Whom It May Concern

Dear life

Hi there my very good friend I have great news to share with you,, there is a chance that I will be moving out of UnemploymentVille. They say all good things come to an end…I still need to know whenever the land of UnemploymentVille had any thing good to offer except two stone throws away from Denialsville. Enough about that now, just be happy that I will be moving close to you!! Yes! now we can hang out and do all the stuff that I….I mean we….always wanted to do.

Will keep you posted.

Yours sincerely

Friday, March 27, 2009

A Pic From the Bloody Beetroots @ Assembly

I'm in here somewhere can you spot me?

Hope in these Days of our Lives

Hey people, so my hunt continues for that elusive job out there somewhere, there’s actually a few balls in the air, but they are taking their sweet time to let gravity take over. I have even approached a restaurant for a waitering position, and even they are saying they’ll let me know…WTF??? As much as I would love the prospect of giving people the satisfying option of chips or baked potato, I’m really counting on any of those other jobs to drop.

I suppose what I’m saying about Hope, is that she and Bo are going through a rough time on Days of our lives as his newly discovered daughter was kind of responsible for the death of Hopes son and now she wants a divorce from Bo, but he wont allow it as he is in love with her still.

You go Bo! Never stop, you want something so bad, you carry on….we rooting for you…..


Monday, March 23, 2009

Tip Toe Through Gordon’s Bay

What a lovely lovely Sunday did my buds, and I have, stopping for some chow and refresh (booze) ments at this place called 99 on Beach, going WHA WHA WHA.… Only to discover that we were in actual fact in Strand and not Gordon’s Bay, but thanx to the wonderful Bia we found ourselves in a picturesque wharf overlooking the coast and watching the sun set, oh magical

Definitely going there for a weekend. Who’s in?

This post was brought to you by the South African Tourism - “its possible” (yes this is a link)

Friday, March 20, 2009

Someone left a Tiger Tiger on my carpet

Hunters log: Thursday 19th March: 18:36
The expedition party recently took a venture into the semi-unknown region that is Klar Moont, there we will find the local watering whole, where the indigenous and sometimes exotic animals frequent…it is dubbed “Tiger Tiger” by the natives. I’m not going to lie to you, having narrowly escaped the previous visit, the party is nervous, but to help fellow Biologist Gabby, capture the rare Pualiosis Mandeous, will over shadow our fears and doubts.

Hunters log: Thursday 19th March: 21:30
Upon arrival we immediately blended into the surroundings by dressing in the custom clothing of the area, we began to observe the patterns of these strange creatures, the males seem to have this defence mechanism of imitating each other both physically and vocally, Analyst Amy Lee Nelson came across this strange movement that one of them did with their hands, to explain would be pointless as I’m sure there is none to the gesture, except the responding male repeats movement, so I would ascertain it is a greeting of some sort .

Hunters log: Thursday 19th March: 22:30
As the expedition nears its end, it is clear that subject Pualiosis Mandeous is nowhere to be found. We are running out of firewater and we do not know how long Motion Expert Matthew Erikson’s sporadic confusion gestures will keep the beasts at bay.

Hunters log: Thursday 19th March: 32:01
We are on the move with Driver Delon’s …um…skills in motor vehicles; we are safe and sound on the way home. With collective observations and extensive research we have managed to come to the conclusion that Tiger Tiger is a shithole.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Everday Is A Winding Road

What’s up with the headline Matthew? You ask…or not, but I will explain it anyway.

These past months have been really taxing on this person (just think Benjamin Button long and Shindlers list emotionally exhaustive). I’m sitting here just having sent out a wad load of emails with CV attachments and wondering: hopefully tomorrow will be the day, then hopefully an Oscar will be on hand for the amount of emotion put into it.

Okay, so maybe just maybe I might be a tad bit dramatic, I have a theatrical past so sue me…but I suppose this is what really challenges a persons character and makes one learn that you have to be ready for anything. Yeah I’m defiantly storing this in the do-not-forget-or-you’ll-wind-up-depro again- section of my brain. Hold thumbs for me folks

I’ll leave you with these words from a lovely lady named Sheryl:

"Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine"

Monday, March 9, 2009

"Its Getting Hot In Here" on repeat

Matthew : Hello Monday how are you doing today?

Monday: Yo WAZZUP Matchew!!! I iz so Hot in da hizza

Matthew: I know, could you do something about it?

Monday: Don’t be haten da playyyaa homie I iz not helping
Dat I be da hottest thang faw all da foxy beeatch’s out dere.

Matthew: um yeah.......well that’s cool and all but I’m sweating like
a pig on the fourth day of july here…so just lower the thermastat…stat.

Monday: AAAAiiiiiit MatChEW you’s def be hatin, I be tinking I pound
yo ass all way up to ya grills and wip dat aSSS

Matthew: BANG!

Monday: THUD!

Happy Birthday Bridget!!!!!!

Friday, March 6, 2009

Time To Get BLOODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so excited about tonight, but not in the over excited way that leaves you feeling unfulfilled afterwards, just enough excited to SCREEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!

For those guys and gals who did get tickets I will see you on the dancefloor sweating my entire body mass out, if not then you losers miss out.

here is a little taste of what you can expect:

The Bloody Beetroots - Detroit( Ghetto edit)

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

An Arg Moment

As you may or may not know, I’m in the process of job hunting, a good way of explaining it, although I would like to do a bit of job killing at the mo. The reason being:
Going through all the interviews, “eagerly awaits” signed at the end of emails, the: “we think you will be bored here”s etc etc, it ultimately pot-of-acid-boils down to the lack of experience that gets you. Now I’m all for lapping up the luxury of ode de expeiriaance, if I could get into a place that would except me,

It just gets so frustrating to think, that you need it, in order to get it, but cant get it, because you need it first, in order to get it…to need it …to get it AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just have one query: if all the experienced people, say I don’t know, die in an “unexpected” incident whatever will all the agencies do?? Well I can’t foretell what they would do, I’m sure someone with experience would be able to do that.

But I’m holding out and not budging I’m sure a company will be eager to hire me…. one day…as the last step before the wrist slitting, rope tying, gun towards the head last step………one day.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

A Slayers Choice

An interesting thought occurred to me this weekend whilst avoiding the heat of the sun with a relax full day of Buffy marathon goodness,

WARNING: the following contains emo content. You have been warned.

When I came across the scene in the final episode of season 5 where Buffy sacrifice’s herself to save the world, but before she does she pulls her sister over and gives her a really tearful speech and then run and jumps into deaths abyss
Now you know with the music and the acting, a person with at least an inkling of a heart would choke up just a bit, what really struck me out of the whole thing was the line she says to her sister:

"Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me."

In these ever so lovely times we are living in: recession, relationships blah blah blah, it’s very easy to be sucked into the darkness of depression or the mask of denial (we all know how it goes). I’ve been going through a bit (okay) a lot of both recently and sometimes it got a bit too much, I think to myself, if life is hard then what’s the point? Should we just battle each day throughout our whole lives until we get so tired we fall over and die?

I like to think what Buffy means: is that you know what? Life is shit, life is not easy but just to breath is a gift enough, and once you appreciate it than you have something to fight for, coz the demons in our world aren’t the monsters under our beds but the ones that dwell in our minds, and I can tell you those are the scariest of all, but the most fruitless ones to fear.