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After, what? 5 years of not writing I thought, "Why not write?" Been too busy, lazy and just plain out of it and not exactly in that sequence.
Let's see. A recap. Same shit, different day really. Still workin' hard for the money, but I've started getting what the doctor's call "reactive depression". Possibly due to all the fucked up things that have happened in my life. I finally went in and made an appointment to talk to my doctor about it after months of sleeping problems and anxiety. I'm too young to die! I started taking 15mg of melatonin every night before bed to try to help me sleep, and doc says I should speak with a psychiatrist to talk about my issues. I'm thinkin' "Great. I gotta get analyzed by some guy that sounds like Austin Powers" (I'm in Great Britain by the way for you just joining us now for the show). FYI: Melatonin is this hormone that's naturally made by your body which helps your body know when it's time for some shut eye. Seems to work. Since I started taking it, I've only been late to work once and have had a couple of weird dreams. The insomnia was a real problem beforehand. I'd show up late to work at least three times a week on the average. Not very good for my eval, but I'm lucky my co-workers are pretty linient about it so far. Linient. Did I spell that correctly? Anyhow, what else? I've been looking up flight prices for this trip to San Diego I've been thinking about this July, but I dunno. Everything seems so damn expensive, and there are other places I'd like to visit like Seattle and Australia and Amsterdam (again). Oh, and did I tell you about my trip to Amsterdam this Easter weekend? Well, let me tell ya, it was pretty cool. 7 guys from my base and I took Easy Jet from Bristol Airport to Schiphol Airport. Was only about an hour flight. Once we got there, we hopped in a cab and headed for our 5 star hotel called Hotel Okura. Yes, Japanese and really nice too. This was my first time. Staying at a 5 star hotel, that is. It had a swimming pool, jacuzzi, sauna, free tanning booths, three restaurants, shops, bar, and everyone was really friendly and helpful. We were just a 5 minute walk to "central". Once we got checked in and ridiculed a couple of our buddies who hadn't made their reservations until last minute and ended up in a room with one queen-sized bed, we walked around and checked out the sights a bit. It's true. On almost every corner you can smell a bit of the, how do you say? Hashish. It was funny. Night life was abundant, and we happened to stumble on the "Red Light District". Yeah, right. That was the main mission for most of the guys on our first night in. There were a bunch of streets neatly lined up with two to three story apartments and their windows lit with red lights and girls of all sorts sitting or standing or jiggling their goods for all passerbyers as an invite to purchase some goods. Prices were from 50 Euro and up. Not bad for those who have to pay for it. It was just an experience to see what it was like, but I was tired from working half the day before the flight, and from walking around Amsterdam that evening. Got back to the hotel around 3 in the morning and crashed. Next few days were spent walking around some more. It was cold, but not too different from weather in Cornwall. They say it gets real nice during the summer, which is when I'd like to go back to visit again. We checked out Hard Rock, The Heineken Factory, took a couple trains out of town to see some wind mills and cheese, and some other cool stuff. Yeah. Good shit. Anyhow, I'm trying to think of what else I can fill in. Oh. I don't know how it started by I became really attracted to Vespas recently. You know those Italian made scooters you might've seen people buzzing around town on? There's this one called the Granturismo 200 that's going for about 5 grand. I definitely want a Vespa, but I'm debating on a few things. Whether I should get one now or wait till I get back to the States where it'll be cheaper and I know whar I'll be driving around in. Also, I haven't paid off my VW Golf yet. Still got about 12 grand to go. I'm figuring that it's best that I do my research while I'm stuck in Great Britain, and wait till I get back to the States to reevaluate my opinion of Vespas. So, that is about it. Still living the good life in Cornwall and not getting laid like I should be. What did I say in previous entries? "Sex is over-rated". I'm waiting for Mr. Right. Not Mr. Right Now. Yeah. Whatever. |
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