Let me preface this by saying that I am the
most unromantic person in the world. I
am also a hard core realist, I don’t do fantasy very well. In fact, I am so bad
at escapism, that I don’t watch movies because they aren’t real. I can’t look
past the fact that people are ACTING a part to lose myself in the story. What do mean he is a 16th century
knight? That is Tom Cruise, that odd
little Scientologist chap, running around in tights. (I do like reading books; I appreciate the
craft, rather than the yarn.)
So. Bearing that in mind, and my general level of ‘oddness’, I have to ask
you this. Do you look at things you can’t
afford? I don’t. I don’t see the point.
When I was younger, I had a girlfriend who
loved trying on really expensive, designer outfits. Even though neither her nor
myself couldn’t afford even a pair of knickers from the store, never mind a
dress, she still liked trying the dresses on. I could never understand that. It seemed like an awful waste of time to me.
Marko is like that. He likes to page
through property magazines and lust after houses that there is no way in hell
we could ever afford to own. Or else he visits expensive car showrooms and
drools over the sports cars. As if he
will ever own one. (Not if I have anything to do with it!) What is the
point? Sounds like masochism to me. It’s like sniffing a chocolate cake when you
are diet. Why punish yourself like
that?
I suppose some of you will tell me it is
good to dream. I think it is good to be
realistic. Have goals, sure. But be realistic. Even if one day, maybe maybe, you MIGHT be
afford to pay thousands for a DRESS, why would you punish yourself by trying it
on now? If and when you get there one
day, then try the dress on. Doing it now
seems like a totally pointless exercise.
But what do I know. I’m a boring old spoil sport. Who has just looked up at the cricket score
and seen that once again South Africa has choked when it counted. I don’t think I am EVER watching cricket
again. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!!! 32 for 5????
FUCKshitFUCKFUCKFUCK. Damn. Shit. How can we win every game and
then lose the most important one? Shit
shit SHIT.
I am now completely pissed off. I am going to bed. Bye.