right-ee-ho thenn. i spent today with my shirt off in the sun, and i'm still fairly damn pale, i was actually cutting and pasting shit, but there was a lot of wind so it was more time-consuming than usual. y'know what's cool? of course not, because i haven't told you yet. what's cool is: going to the photocopying shop stoned, finding it owned by some indian guy, you set up the copier for your stuff and pay him 10$, because you think you want 100 pages copied, but you really want closer to 60, so you're actually paying the same rate you would at the library round the corner. anyway a bit through your copying some other indian guy comes in (who knows the proprietor) and they get on grandly, and loudly, so you're listening to them yell happily at each other in the 9' x 9' shop, then you look at your hand that you thought was hoding your book on the glass only to realise you had no book in the first place and now have 10 copies of your palm, the indian looks at you and shakes his head. you just sit there and buzz on the green laser that keeps swiping your hand. yes, that is what's cool. also: vacuming bottle tops, they make a wykkedd sound going up the tube. i was prepared to rant and rave about samantha, who i've been missing a lot lately, and realised that i've known her for over a decade, and that's like.. half my life and that's like.. well, a fair relationship by any standards, anyway, i had a really cool dream and she was in it (sometime earlier in the week) and so i's in a good mood all week, but there's this other chick, who i was with this week (lisa) who is also a really cool chic, she's keen and earthy and chilled and beautiful, both looks and personality, anyway, i'd've liked to hugged her at somestage, but i didn't but she DID fall asleep on me in the van on the way home, so yay. right, that made little sense because you didn't know i'd gone away. well, i did, to a place called otama, opito and whitianga, the purpose of the week was to go diving, which i did, lots, we also bought up scallops, lots, which we ate. one trip we bought up a dozen too many, so we ducked round the rocks and munched out on them in the boat. so tasty. anyway, back to lisa, her phone's fucked, but she txt me at like.. midnight passed, and i tried texting back but apparently she cant see what i write so. hm. anyway, she's cool, and i took some pics of her on my phone and only just realised how similar she looks (in the dark, on the beach,and probably more to do with what she was wearing than anything else) like sam. anyway, i'm not sure if that's why i like her ( not as a prospective partner, jsut as a well-respected fellow personage) but i do., ads the child would say: luff yew lisa! uhg.. now i can't shake her from my mind. anyway, life goes on, am going road tripping this week up to cape reinga (northern-most point in aotearoa) so will be fun. love always-B0b, though i feel more mitchell now than i e'er have before 1828|211104