now NDP is over and attachment has started i am filled with a freedom fuelled joy which makes me want to stand atop a mountain, or in the context of heartland singapore, atop a HDP flat and bawl out a huge great YAWP. YAWP.

With ALOT more free time, its not as if I'm doing anything especially significant, but what i enjoy is the leisurely pace at which i can now do my things. i am brewing a new batch of beer and its fermenting in my room and its very comforting to wake in the middle of the night gripped in the fear of 'SHIT WHAT TIME DO I HAVE TO REPORT TOMORROW TO CAMP?!' only to remember that 'ahhhh... i'm in attachment.... no need to go to camp...' and hear my beer fermenter blubs reassuringly.

listening to Queen, KISS, Led Zep and the gamut of classic bands, i am gripped with despair. I am never to watch their concerts, to experience first hand their magic. Of the Rock Opera, and the Camp Glam and the Rock Maestro. Sure Robert Smith and the Cure are still at it but thats different. They're past their prime and robert smith doesn't cut it so much anymore, and its just not the same! And i want to conk myself on the head for missing the recent rolling stones concert. i feel like a spaceman from the 70s/80s because 2004 isn't very me. (it isn't very anyone at that too, might i add.) and i'm not joking when i say the thought of what their concerts might have been like brings a tear to my eye.

jireh was right when he said my blog is dying and i know that and quite frankly now i don't mind so much and its back to more of writing for myself. it'd suit me fine if no one reads this. this is, afterall, a wasteland.

god gave rock and roll to you, gave rock and roll to you, gave it to everyone
god gave rock and roll to you, gave rock and roll to you, put it in the soul of everyone.