A BRIEF RECAP OF THE PAST MONTH AND A HALF I’VE BEEN ABSENT
Oops! I did it again. It seems there’s always something keeping me from updating my blog, and yet, my life is as boring as all fuck. Anyway, for those interested in my life, I changed jobs (I have half a post written about that, hopefully I’ll finish it soon), I was internet-less for a couple of weeks (another half post – actually this one’s almost ready), I might be returning to my previous job (now that I left, they want to hire me… Go figure), I’ve been paying debts up until last week,  I’ve been writing stuff that’s not quite ready for the blog yet, and well, I’ve kept myself busy watching TV. Oh, and I finally got around to doing my laundry on Tuesday. Go me!

SPRING IS HERE AGAIN
Well, technically speaking. They’re talking about snow for next week. Fuck, just how much is enough, already?

GOD’S REVENGE ON THE ICEBERG
Sometimes bad things happen in such a perfect manner, that it would seem God is punishing me directly for being a heathen. One such event took place, why, just last monday!
The weather forecast on monday morning indicated that the temperature would be, for a change, warm (pushing 25°C). But, alas, there were thunderstorms to be had. So I finally got the opportunity to give my winter jacket a day off, and in turn wear my denim jacket. So, the day went by without a drop of rain, and I swear, at 2:30 in the afternoon I went outside for a cigarette and the day was beautiful. Sunny, warm… fuck, even the birds were singing their happy tunes, and I thought to myself “I must surely enjoy my walk home today, verily” (because when I talk to myself, I do it in Olde English – I’m quirky like that). Cigarette break over, I walk inside, and my supervisor asks me to stay an extra hour. “Sure”, I said, because I’m an overtime junkie.
Now, if I had left at 3:00 like I was supposed to, I would have (verily) enjoyed my walk home. As it turns out, I punched out at 4:20 (not a pot reference). Well, roll me on my back and have your way with me, as soon as I walked out the door, the first raindrops started falling. And as soon as I got to the street, BOOM! fucking lightning, and rain so heavy I felt like I was walking underwater. By the time I got to Dawson Road, which is 500 meters away, I was drenched. Not wet, not soaked, DRENCHED. It was raining like a bitch, and thunder was crashing all around me. “It’s only water”, I tried to tell myself (this time in regular english). Well, I continued trudging along through puddles which were only slightly less wet than what was falling on me from above, and as I feared for my life while thunder and lightning crashed all around me, I eventually made it on to Yorkshire Street, up the hill, across the railway tracks, and down the hill for a block and a half, and as soon (I fucking swear, cross my heart and hope to die) as I was 10 meters from my house, it suddenly stopped raining. And it hasn’t rained since.

STRANGER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED…
…but still, what the fuck? I’m walking home from work today, and all of a sudden I see this guy walking in the opposite direction (towards me). I notice he has a DVD in his hand. I barely make a mental note of the fact that he has a DVD in his hand, when he hands it over to me.
My first thought, even before I looked at the damned thing, was that the guy was some religious nut and was giving out free DVDs with the message of Jesus, or some dumb shit like that. Even before I looked at what it was, my reaction was to ask the guy “What’s this”? “It’s free”, he said, and walked on. “OK”, I thought, and as I looked at it, I saw it was a movie called “Firestorm”. Oh well… many people would frown at the opportunity of a free movie, but the Iceberg here isn’t one of them. On the other hand, what if I watch it, and seven minutes later my phone rings?

THE LOCK
When I got a locker at my job, well over a year ago, I went out and purchased a lock. I have the key in my keychain, and the lock, as we speak, is guarding my safety glasses over at my workplace. So, why the hell is there a lock on my desk and its two keys on my keychain?
I can’t remember, for the life of me, why I purchased a second lock. I know for a fact I didn’t buy it for my locker, because I already had one, but the mystery has been haunting me since wednesday. I have nothing else to lock, nor do I have the need for an extra lock. Oh well, whenever the need arises, I’ll be ready…

So, there you go, for now… I promise to take some stuff off the backburner soon. In the meantime, stay heavy!
The Iceberg