Blogging has been inspirationless. Fingers touch the keypad but all that comes out of alt tab flick backs between gmail, facebook and red confectionery is ........................complete..............fuck..............all.
One would think that two months of being abroad would have conjured something worthy to write. Lets face it, blogging must been inspirationless if the only blogpost in the past two months i've written is focussed on how blogging is extremely dull.
I miss home. Yes already. Though am not ready to come back. Not even for a short visit. I seriously don't know how kiwigirl does it. The thing i miss the most is having friends on call whenever for whatever reason.
K that is it for now. Salmonella Dub tommorow.
Im sure there will be more interesting blogs soon.
x
p.s: promise
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Mildly Frightening Adventures
I am sitting at an internet cafe, a regular haunt, and am starting to become a bit paranoid.
They are right outside our front door, and I have been coming here everyday for a month.
At first we thought the guys that work here were funny. They sit behind their desk, so low so only their eyes peer above the counter. It is peculiar.
While we're paying they don't actually speak - they grunt and nod, and sometimes they're not even there at all...
A funny place.
I just went up to the counter and discovered to my horror that the owner was writing up a spam email. You know, the ones that start off with:
"Dear SIR
I have great business opportunity for you please consider investing in zebra banking we offer interest free loan just pay fee of $50 into our bank account at zebra bank
...That kind of crap.
And they are always on the phone - I always got the impression they ran some kind of business.
I am a little weary about the information they might have access to, preying on innocent tourists that leave their accounts logged in... Getting access to their blood type, home address, bra size, personal information, etcetera, etcetera.
It's not as scary as Wolf Creek, and I am definitely avoiding the outback, but it is a bit thrilling.
Such badasses on this patch of the globe.
xx L
They are right outside our front door, and I have been coming here everyday for a month.
At first we thought the guys that work here were funny. They sit behind their desk, so low so only their eyes peer above the counter. It is peculiar.
While we're paying they don't actually speak - they grunt and nod, and sometimes they're not even there at all...
A funny place.
I just went up to the counter and discovered to my horror that the owner was writing up a spam email. You know, the ones that start off with:
"Dear SIR
I have great business opportunity for you please consider investing in zebra banking we offer interest free loan just pay fee of $50 into our bank account at zebra bank
...That kind of crap.
And they are always on the phone - I always got the impression they ran some kind of business.
I am a little weary about the information they might have access to, preying on innocent tourists that leave their accounts logged in... Getting access to their blood type, home address, bra size, personal information, etcetera, etcetera.
It's not as scary as Wolf Creek, and I am definitely avoiding the outback, but it is a bit thrilling.
Such badasses on this patch of the globe.
xx L
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