Bus thoughts

As infrequent as my need to drink alcohol, so are the times when I blog from my phone. Can I remember the last time I blogged this way? No, yet I'm punching in my thoughts on the Qwerty keyboard of my SnackBerry as quickly as I can before they the thoughts escape me.

Last night I tried to record a blog on my dictaphone to type up later today. That went horrible wrong and I stuttered my way through about a paragraph before realising my vocabulary exists in the link between my brain and my fingers predominantly. At the risk of making myself appear like a bumbling illiterate face-to-face; that's how I felt last night. If I could play that Joe ft Mystikal tune right now I would.

I'm going to touch on a few unrelated topics today if that's ok?

In first place - I love the work I do. This is a totally different statement from "I love my job." The job entails selling myself as a development worker, ensuring I build links with other professionals in my field and making my company look good. Granted I can do all these things I don't have to cry tears of joy whilst doing them.
On the other hand the work is AWESOME, I get to create, build and support services for people and communities and it doesn't get much better than that. In between commuting from place to place I can write for the odd five or ten minutes too. BEAUTIFUL.

In second place - the weather ... Why is it that people find the time to complain about this topic. There's no such thing as bad weather, just poorly chosen clothing. Either it's too hot, too cold, too humid, too dry, too damp, yada yada yada ...
It's like the weather woke up one day and thought 'let me annoy everyone for several hours.'
Erm, no - I don't think so.

Yesterday whilst talking to a client we got into this deep philosophical borderline spiritual yet totally nostalgic conversation and he asked me the question: 'What is the enemy of contentment?'
The answer was only one word but it requires an example to really send it home. If anyone happens on this blog and wants to know the answer I'll write a separate blog with 'answer' and 'example' because I love you all and want to grow with you.

... and in third place - it's my girlfriends birthday tomorrow - "... why wasn't this in 'first place' Stef?" I hear you say, well ... my blog, so I get to save the best till last.
I've taken the day off to rustle up some goodies whilst she spends the day with her twin sister. Don't ask, it's a very simple and totally understandable story why we're not meeting up.
What she can expect when we finally get it right is a meal, prezzies, an extension on her 'girlfriend contract' and a very intimate full bodied massage. Yes I'll be using my entire body.
I have more surprises but it'll take more than a day to garnish her with it all and some of it she won't even realise as being a gift (the little things).

... Lastly - the bus I was on got diverted and I end up in front of a hot air balloon ... random!
Get me an ice cold banana lolly.