I woke up warm so opened the window and felt the cold breeze. Stuck my head out like a dog with its tongue flapping in the coolness. I felt very much at peace. It rained during the night and looks like it may continue on and off during the day.
Weather Update: It’s very grey but no menacing banks of darkness that would indicate a downpour of biblical proportions. Wash away the sin.
Get your facts and story right, and then you can think about adorning your prose.
Stalin smoking Russian cigarettes and doodling on a piece of paper. He liked to draw pictures of wolves, filling in the background with red pencil. If I ever see a child of mine start doing this, will proceed with care.
Criteria for TARGET SELECTION (Manhattan Project)
- Obtaining the greatest psychological effect unto Japan.
- Making the initial use sufficiently spectacular for the importance of the weapon to be internationally recognised when publicity on it is released.
Shock and Awe.
White cherry blossom, they look like snowballs stuck on a stick. Amazing how they appear fully fledged in what seems to be a day. It will be a fleeting joy but what a joy to behold.
Moo cows in the field, lying down in a crescent moon formation with chocolate brown hides.
Jah Wobble- A Very British Coup featuring Mark Stewart
Jackass is making me laugh.
When anxious, sit in the garden if it is sunny. Listen to the world and not my thoughts. See and breathe the outside and not a screen or walls. Count NOTHING in your mind until it all goes away.
Exercise or raising my heart rate causes me to feel light headed. Check this with masturbation. UPDATE. No adverse side effects.
Early morning walks before starting work.
Very windy outside and it seems to be the only sound around as it pushes against the trees, the only thing awake.
Black birds soaring and dropping, catching currents.
Thinking about K alot.
Grey, black clouds on their way out, blue and white wisps are what I can now see from the window.
The jingle of chimes.
Pa Salieu- Frontline (Yusuf Dayes Remix)
Hop scotch on the asphalt. The Sun filling your eyes, you close them and all you can see is light.
FIFA is proving difficult to sink into. Maybe it has been too long? I push the buttons but am met with resistance. My reactions need sharpening, knowing when to tackle, execute plays. The game play has evolved and with my time away the intricacies that repeated use secrets you has gone. I don’t understand what works, formations, players. Choosing players based on the correct attributes rather than names. Maybe it is better to go smaller, limited money so you have to spend wisely, only when you have to, on the right player. Slow, slow building of a team working with what you have. More exciting don’t you think, keeps you interested.
Playing your way out from the back, first touches, trying to one touch pass around and being let down by someone’s loss of control. The computer’s countering ability. Saul. A perfect all-rounder but not quick enough. Aubameyang gone. Shall I start defensively as a counter-attacking unit until I feel comfortable in my ability to control a game? And am confident that a loss of possession won’t lead to a goal.
My life is seriously dull if this is preoccupying my mind.
Benny Benny Gantz got into bed with Bibi.
The faces you pull as you swill mouthwash. Utterly ridiculous but you can’t help it. The puffing of my cheeks forces the other areas of my face to move, to react to the somewhat burning sensation in my mouth. Eyebrows raise, eyes moving, nose sniffing. If only I could move my Dumbo ears.
A citrus smell, though one that has rotted in the ground for a number of days and just now been uncovered by a curious dog or hungry human.
I’ve been living out of a hold-all for the last month, all my clothes scattered, lying on top of one another, meshing. I had just left them. Wearing the same things over and over, the only things regularly changing were my pants and socks which I’m glad about, shows my growth I guess, as this might not have been the case 3-4 years ago. I brought too much stuff with me. I grew tired of the tardiness, for a long time I didn’t do anything but it finally snapped. I like looking after my clothes and seeing them in such a state angered me. I wanted more space so should use the space afforded by a wardrobe. So, I put away running gear, pants and socks in a drawer and ironed my shirts, tee’s and hung them up. Leaving my trousers in the bag folded neatly.
Researching SENT-DOWN YOUTH or ZHIQING. Informative link
White light, white haze. Sun in sky, frost, dew on the tips of the grass gets the front of my shoes wet.
James Creber 