Coffee. Wonder of the World.

Many people say coffee is not good for you. It’s not good for your skin, it doesn’t give you appropriate energy and all that. Well as far as I am concerned anyone who says this should be locked up on an island (the same island with Stacey’s emo’s and skank’s). To me coffee is my wonder of the world. Screw the pyramids, and whatever else makes up the seven (is that the right number?) wonders of the world. Gimme my coffee fix! Seriously, I cannot go through my day without at least one cup of coffee. But not just any old coffee. I do not do cheap coffee – you know the Budget, Basics, International Roast, or any of the other cheapyass things. I admit I have expensive taste. I have mainly become accustomed to espresso roasts, or Robert Harris, and now Mochonna (spelling?). And now, because of Stacey’s doing I have taken a rather good liking to the Jarrah brand. Fuck yeah, it is the shizzle. So expensive for what you get, and the caffeine is not as much as other coffees, but my god it taste so damn good! 

Right, well that is all I have to talk about this morning. My intake of caffeine. Yes I thought it would thrill you. It is now time for me to depart, and get ready to go to work. What a wonderful day. 

Peace out. 

Enlighten Me

Today when I woke up I had a thought that I had to take into careful consideration. There is not many things I will seriously sit and ponder about, but this was one. It was strange considering it was 6am. This is a time of the day when thinking or pondering about what I am going to wear that day is confusing, let-alone a serious thought that required attention and serious consideration. As I sat drinking my coffee with a hint of Bailey’s (no I am not an alcoholic, I just thought I’d try my coffee with a touch of Irish, after this experience, alcoholism is looking pretty damn fine!),  I was thinking about my life. I seem to have developed a weekly routine or schedule. There is no fun. No adventure. No difference. No excitement in my weeks.

Every week appears to be the same:
Monday: Get up. Supposed to go to UCOL. Gym.
Tuesday: Get up. Supposed to go to UCOL. Gym.
Wednesday: Get up. Supposed to go to UCOL. Gym.
Thursday: Get up. Do any cleaning. Sitting time. Work.
Friday: Get up. Work.
Saturday: Get up. Work.
Sunday: Get up. Work.  

And then it all starts again. It is the same every week. Although the lack of attendance to UCOL has changed my weekly schedule somewhat, there is not much difference in what I will do. I admit, I love my life. I have great friends, I have my Stacey, I like the people I work with (well most of them), most of the times my family are caring and always there. What bothers me here is where is my life going? At the moment I see no future. Yes I want to accomplish many things, to be successful, earn money and lead a great life. I want to own my own business. But all of these things to me just seem like possessions. I am not sure how I can explain it. But I need something to fulfill my life, to complete it. No I am not referring to my love life. I do not believe you need a secondary person to complete your life. Only I can complete my life. But how? 

This may seem like jargon, but as I was sipping away on my alcohol infused espresso, I thought of a few ways as to how I may be able to accomplish this.

Firstly, I am going to finish my study. This way it closes a chapter in my life. A chapter I have not overly enjoyed. It will be the first successful thing I have achieved. Secondly, I want to travel. Go everywhere. See places and their interesting histories. Go to every corner of the world. Thirdly, I want to understand the concepts of life. Religion, for one. I am not a great believer. But I am looking for something that I can believe in. And lastly, I need to achieve inner peace. This sounds like something from the book of Stacey Zen, but it’s a chapter I am going to open. A part of my life I am going to look into. I’ve yet to decide how to do this, but I shall ponder that thought. 

See what I mean by difficult thinking at 6am. It’s difficult at 3pm, my god I must have had too much Bailey’s in my coffee.   

Fresh start

Welcome to my first blog entry on my new blog. I’ve decided to finally revamp my old blog, and what a better way to start than making a new blog! Right, first I am going to copy a friend of Stacey’s, and write a few things about me. Know me before you judge me.

1. I do not like being told what to do. I do not care if you are my superior, but telling me what to do is most probably not going to get you far. Unless of course I want to do it. But in most circumstances, I will either ignore you, never talk to you again, yell at you or talk about you behind you back.

2. I procrastinate something shocking. This is one of my greatest traits. Whatever it is, whether it be a job, assignment, study, anything, I’ll leave it right to the last moment. Then I will stress that it is not going to get done in time, then I will get annoyed at the most slightest thing and then when people tell me I should of started earlier I get grumpy as mentioned above.

3. I am lazy. I enjoy my sleep. I need my sleep. I want my sleep. If I do not get my sleep, do not approach me or be prepared for total and complete grumpy Scott. They say eight hours of sleep is appropriate. I require at least ten. Yet I generally only get six deep sleeping hours. Aside from sleep, I am possibly the most unmotivated person. Yes I enjoy going out and enjoying life. But I do enjoy my quality sitting time with my laptop, good TV and a block of chocolate as well. 

4. Requires coffee 24/7. No coffee? No functioning. All I need to say.

5. Things that I do not like. Skanks. Emos. People who copy other people. “Individualism” – whatever, you look like that chick over there!. Stuck-ups. Know-it-all’s. Leanne’s. People who but in. Failure to indicate. Failure to give way. Failure to not immigrate to this country. No coffee. No alcohol. No chocolate, cheesecake, donuts. Managers. Kmart. Coles Group. Retail. Customer services. Customers. Snobs. Speed cameras. Road works. Being sick.