Pain is to pleasure as disco is to punk. You need to live through one to fully appreciate the other

I haven't posted in awhile probably because i've been 'FREE' in all senses of the word.

In the past week M. has left for europe and has entrusted me to look after her place while she's away. This honour has been one of the most liberating experiences of my life. Now i'm pretty much a home-body at the best of times, but now at least it doesn't feel like i'm just lazing about doing not much - mainly because it's not my house! That's nice in itself...

Things at work are a bit weird. There are some people at work that are grating on me a little, and the inability to be motivated is driving me insane. I just can't seem to see the end.
My challenge to not drink for 14 days has come to an end (thankfully), and culminated in one of the best glasses of wine i've ever had :-)

One of the guys on friday at the pub didn't know the difference between 'wine' and 'beer'...this led me to think about how interesting life would be if the things I knew (the unimportant things) were taken away from me. How would I see things? Would I even feel awkward for not knowing them? Ignorance is always great, but I guess the perception other people had of me would be totally different. I guess I have trashy US/UK tv to help me overcome these social faux pas situations.

Went to see Spiderman 3 at the imax on the weekend. Not a fantastic film - but some cute lookin' blokes on it. Seeing it at the imax was quite novel, although the hugeness of the screen did lead to some "dizzy-ing" moments.

To be honest, since it's been so long since i've posted, I don't really remember what has happened at all. Does this mean that i'm wasting my life? Or that the things that I am doing on a day to day basis are so meaningless that they don't even warrant a memory portion in my brain?