A break of the break

I just have to tell you how things are going in Durban. Fuck! I am so excitedhappynervousambitiousanxiousecstatic! All at the same time.

I spend my days applying for jobs, going for interviews, getting lost like nobodys business, staring at the sea, drinking coffee at the most awesome little place ever. Its called Taco Zulu, heard of it? The bathroom has surf stickers everywhere, they play rock music loudly, have deck chairs outside, free wireless internet and I’m able to smoke like a chimney and chat up the waiter wearing surf slops without anyone looking at me funny. Awesome stuff.

My. housemate. is. Amazing. I should have been year a hundred years ago. Jesus, it feels like its already like that, there are absolute comfortable silences, 2am coffee drinking sprees, spying on the eye candies across the road, ganging up on her boyfriend Flickr… life is so, so good right now.

I’ve been lurking around online a bit and noticed that all my favourites have faded on the blogosphere. What the fuck is up with that? Wiggly, you are godamn lucky you told me over the phone you were quitting before I read it on your blog. I’m so heart sore. You will be missed you little monkey molesting tooth fcuker. Love you a million and one trillion, and I hope you won’t drop off and die within the internet.

A friend of mine is going through a very rough time right now.  Please send positive vibes and happy thoughts for her.  She is devestated at her reality right now and my heart is breaking for her.  I love you honey.  It will get better, I promise you with all my soul and heart.

Mom, I am alive, haven’t been hijacked nor raped (nor laid, for that matter) so please stop phoning me every three hours. I promise you Durban isn’t as evil as you think it is.

Peace and love everyone. Hope you are all happy wherever you are today!