Post by Awaken21 Post by Ch'an Fu Post by Awaken21
Happy Prosperous Peaceful and generally Wonderful Year Fu! and of
course to the whole Sangha...if you're reading this, that's probably
naw, there's a few more around than just us chickens...;)
(uh oh...i'm gonna haveta check those charts
and maybe make you my portfolio manager...)
Happy now year, Luke!
Best to all!
Oh hey, milestone Holiday. My 2 1/2 year old hustled Mom for a
Cinderella Doll in ToysRUs by explianing they were probably not cheaper
at the Disney Store, so they might as well get it while they were
there. I'm so proud. :-) Where does one store all the stuff that is
collected and gathered by these little creatures?
my little creature is now 25 and 6' or thereabouts, and for the last 6 years
or so, i've been heaving vast quantities of her stuff around - when she
finished uni, i had to hire a truck to bring it back, then unload it into
any available space in my tiny home. there have been several major culls,
the last one when i decorated her bedroom in the summer - a feat of
engineering and planning, involving de-canting into my bedroom, and the use
of grappling hooks and pulleys in the act of 'getting into bed' and if i
don't count the stuff bulging out of the loft, there are only a few more
trips to 'help the aged' to go before it's down to about 10 boxes and half a
dozen bin bags. i'm amazed by the facility of the strapping one for being
absent or more- importantly -engaged when box-humping is called for. i have
sworned more times than i can mention that i am not going to do it again.
sooner or later i must make the decision about whether to clean up her room
after her latest xmas visit, or whether to allow whatever decides to grow in
her discarded trash to take form and surprise her on her return.
since she wishes to remain in london, it is likely to be about 87 years
before she can afford a place in which to settle and have her stuff back, so
it looks as if i will have to move house - no huge difficulty as i'm
desperate for a dog, which requires a move, but i'm not looking forward to
emptying the loft. it would be a lot easier if she got along with mikey a
little better. i must say, her gift to mikey of "Is it just me or is
everything shit?' - 'the encyclopaedia of modern life' was well-sussed. i'm
pretty sure she'd be happier if she wasn't in such a huge amount of debt
with her graduate loan. i shudder to think of her credit card spending,
having seen the new load of stuff and gifts this xmas...she just shrugs.
i've biographies of bob dylan and gordon brown to read yet, thanks to santa.
i have managed to read with pleasure the wonderful literatary work daughter
gave me, (purchased secretively, in response to my blatant hint as we swept
around Ottaker's) - she almost took it back to the shop after we had a
furious row during last minute shopping on xmas eve, but fortunately, we
made up over the xmas puddings in M & S.
i cried off a new year's eve party, feeling too stressed out and tired, and
stayed at home. lots and lots of fireworks were let off all around - this
is a new growing 'custom', and probably a sign of increased affluence,
though i suppose making a lot of noise and display is ancient... i have a
childish love of fireworks, i must admit...
whether the combination of brown and dylan biogs will shed any light for me
on current political dichotomies remains to be seen. reviewing my year, my
week 'oop north' in july looks like a milestone, yet to be resolved - make
poverty history and 7/7, and my insistence on double glazing to _reduce_ the
value of my home, all in one week...why doesn't brown make kagmak of that
twit cameron, and blair while he's at it? letting the truth be known has to
be a better answer to the harmful use of music in adverts, than regulation,
which in this case there isn't a sniff of, but does seem to be the only
response they know...but i digress
happy new year to everybody, especially Lee and Chan Fu's, and all the
babies. may they grow in freedom.