Sunshine in a Bottle! Please Explain?!!

I have been summons to take this white sticky liquid on a daily basis mixed with water, like a person’s first cup of tea upon rising, rather for me it is a white moisture filled glass, of what naturopaths call Vitamin D or what I call Sunshine.

Yes I live in the southern parts of Australia where sunshine rarely comes, and when it does it arrives only to leave again like a beautiful rainbow that only ever seems to last a brief moment.

So here I am everyday sitting by the little round table, dreaming of a place far away where sunshine is found high in the sky, I am wearing barely anything and being bathed in the rays of the heat.

However here I sit to the murky water, with white liquid that often reminds me of a man who has failed to ejaculate precisely into the jar. I sit and wonder how can sunshine really be contained in this cup or am I merely being fooled by the Naturopaths into what my scientific friend calls Pseudo, something that appears real but at close examination is not, nevertheless it does serve a purpose for if I deem it real then surely it is right?!!

6th Day, Virus Recovery (VR) Members Required?

It seems only fair that if alcoholics can have a number assigned for each day in recovery that I too as a Virus sufferer can claim this right. It seems only fitting that after 6 days of being mainly flat on my back without the copious western medicine drugs that I know would make me feel better which I have abstained from, literally makes me 6 days clean.

Often I wonder why this is the case, is it because I have a strong loyalty to the eastern way of life and if so why?, as far as I know none of my family ties me to the eastern countries, or is it more subtle than that, is it Catholic Guilt (CG) and is there a part of me that is still hung up in the traditions that raised me. A pledge to take on a martyr approach to life and be the one who can bear the cross and be slashed with the pain associated with illness.

Never the less here I stand 6 days and 10 hours later, hell who’s counting and I feel like SHIT, I have a compassion on some deeper level for the commitment necessary to abstain from alcohol, cigarettes, chocolate these items that are both harmful and serve a purpose. In my case Anti-biotics the colourful pills in the pop out packs that miraculously bring you back from the dead and grant you a bill of health, hey not me I am a purest, I am on the road to recovery, 6 days clean or Am I just a GOD dam idiot?!!

Bucket List

Lately my DVD player has had me entertained with the likes of famous artists who have through ill health died. Quite sad really that such talent would end, though it continues to inspire the masses well those of us who endure the 2 hour documentaries that are a erection accolade to those past. Ironically I started to contemplate my own short existence and got to think that at the ripe age of 31 years old it was time I wrote a list, though not just any list but one that I would use to excersise my right to live out my fantasies for the duration of my life. It became know as the "Bucket List" a list of occupations / pleasurable past times I would like to experience in the remainder of my life. The list neatly sits above my laptop and I have started to enquire into the endless amounts of desires I shall for fill in the following 30 odd years. Given I have 26 items on my list, I could do one a year for the duration of my life.

Who knows I may just blog about it.

From the comfort of my arm chair

Last night whilst watching the premier of the TV Logies in the comfort of my arm chair, I was taken a back by the gorgeous, honest and talented Claudia Karvan. Karvan has for along time be one of those actors, that I dreamed of meeting and interacting with on a personal basis. In her appearance on Love My Way, she played a female role that I found myself relating to, the character posed artistic composition, displayed an often abrupt nature and consoled a more sensitive soul. Karvan is an amazing women who brings light and shade to the film & television industry. Most Outstanding Actress award therefore goes to no other then the infernos, sexy, most honest gal in showbiz Ms Claudia Karvan herself.

Wedding Dress, Warm Bath Anyone?!

After many days retired to the television through infliction of an unwanted virus I wonder up the street keen to start a European passport application that I have been stewing over for months, hold on years. Am staggering back, after delightfully enjoying the likes of my local coffee, when Iam approach by an energetic punk chic looking for a opt shop & fancy dress shop, lucky for her I know where both of these stores are located. Punk Chic clearly unaware of where she is rather consumed by her aim to obtain a Wedding Dress, yes, she asks me whether the local op shop has a wedding dress, do I look like the wedding kind? Definitely not today when I look a fright after days of wiping my nose with ruff tissue paper! I send the energetic teen on her way to obtain her prized dress and continue pottering home...missing the comfort of my cave like apartment.

As I stumble past the local material store I feel a cough, a build up of mucus and I open my bag to reveal a small box of tissues and proceed to use them. When a cross the road, walks a middle aged man, calling out "you got the cold you poor thing", me half way between using the tissue symbolises thank you in sign, the man suggests "a hot relaxing bath would do you good" and smiles. I continue to shuffle along trying to thank the man who so abruptly took it upon himself to console me. I realise at this point what I am missing on the outside of my enclosed apartment. I am almost home and the middle aged man mentioned above decides to toot me, yep toot me, who toots women these days, oh lucky me :)

Am home again. Pondering whether the middle aged man does this to all vulnerably cold inflicted women and envisioning the young punk chic in an op shop wedding dress in a backyard house party ***