And then side A clicks over, and the beat resumes.

Oh Herro internet, my oh my (coffee and pie) it certainly has been many a moon since i have taken time to write you. I'd like to say that i have been busy, but then i would be lying. I have much time on my hands which i am finally learning how to use effectively. Its quite the rush.

As you may or may not know dear stranger, i have recently deferred from my university career in order to pursue other avenues of my interests. I like to think that this will help me grow a bit. I think i need to grow a bit. I didn't want to just cruise through my uni life just kicking it without proper motivation after all. The thought seems somewhat empty to me. I mean, i'm not doing the most intensive course; i'm doing arts. The whole idea with such a degree is you only really get something out of it if you put in. Towards the end of last year i wasn't really putting in that much. I felt that this was reason enough to take a sabbatical and regroup, kind of re-motivate myself for my course.

I think its working, too much so. I really just want to go back to uni now. Like RIGHT now. I'm in the mood for a night perusal of the library and reading a few texts. I guess you can take the boy out of the study, but you can't take the study out of the boy now can you? HUH!?! This is pretty much why i've spent the past week doing about as much study as i would at uni - reading up on the beat period of 1950's - 60's America and digging alotta Ginsberg and Kerouac and Burrough. I don't care what anyone says, this knowledge is fundamental stuff, and its the kind of influential literature that i think everyone needs to be privy to.

BUT HEY!! THAT'S JUST ME OPINING RIGHT HERE GUYS!!

Yet, despite such fundamental studies, i have decided to continue with my deferral and not instantly re-enrol in my course haphazardly (it almost happened when i tried to swindle LaTrobe out of a concession card. HONESTLY, how could that rather mature woman resist my charms!?) as some kind of decisive action. I figure its time to make one of those in my life. Again, the need to grow up deal still kicking it.

Such thoughts also inspired me to plan ahead of once, in terms of using my time off for my benefit and such. I got a new job as a support worker working with people who has the disabilities. I'm shitting myself. I can't deal with these kinds of responsibilities. My current employment history has me either getting fired, pouring boiling water all over myself or contemplating buying tequila at 8 am on a sunday morning to break the tedium of hospitality. How am i meant to support people for 8 hour shifts or work an all-night sleep-over deal? It doesn't help that i missed a day of induction and information in order to work at Soundwave (which was one of the most bangin' days i have had in a very long time) so i feel very under-trained and under-informed. Counting the positives, i don't start for another month, in which i have to organise two "shadow shifts" where i follow people around like a ninja (assumingly) and learn how things work. This is followed by another day of induction later this month. Which hopefully will help me feel a little more comfortable and not so oh-ma-gosh-stressed-as-fuck.

But, reading between the lines with this deal, i have a month with very little to do. So i'm looking to:

1. find the inevitable third job (i have a perspective cafe in my sights!).
2. Rock golden planes (featuring Pavement/Dinosaur Jr. & hopefully featuring Slappers, copious stimulants/hallucinogens and fun tiems)
3. Get ma friends piano/bass/buy an 8-track/learn drums moar/mebe record sumthinnnn.
4. read so mush more Ginsberg&Burroughs&Kerouac and do my soul some good.
5. Dig life, feel the beat and know time.

I think these next few months have potential. I think ups and downs will occur, and that's the best possible ambition i can have right now.

Until we talk again, MyKill.