The main difference between the brains of monkeys to that of humans is the quantity, not quality… How far away are YOU from having smelly fingers?

I’m getting a tad sentimental which, I admit is completely uncalled for, but it’s my blog so I’ll write what I damn well like. Got it?! Good. Let’s begin…

I thought I’d begin by quoting some idiot who wrote some rubbish about something he/she probably knows nothing about, but however little it is, it’s still probably more than I know about the subject…

G. K. Chesterton
”The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.”

Told you it was utter rubbish…

Anyway, the point I’m now going to make is that I’ve always had this uncanny ability to disconnect myself from anything remotely to do with 'the ”airy-fairy” side of life. This has served me well in 99.9% of life, kind of like the pill really… not that I’ve ever taken the pill but I hear the percentage of success is relatively similar if not the exact same. That’s neither here nor there however. What I’m trying to say, with very moderate success, is that by never really caring too much about things I can let go of failure or loss quicker than the average Joe getting his next meal from the local dumpster outside a KFC, or just a regular person with a job and who doesn’t eat out of a dumpster at all…

When you’re used to this succuss rate, which you consider to be 100% until that time when you wake up in the morning and spew your guts out all over the bed sheets, which is your body telling you you’re now pregnant, it’s always a surprise when your confronted with the fact that your fail-proof 100% money back guarantee system, did in fact fail you!

How’s that for a mouth full? I could diverge ONE MORE step and tell a joke relating to having your mouth full quoting a Little Johnny joke, but again, that’s neither here nor there…

All I’ll say now is I think I’ve reached the point where I’m now figuratively speaking spewing my guts out on my sheets…  
In more clearer words, I’ve reached the 0.1%.

Interesting…

Anyway I think I want some KFC for dinner. Better go and check if Joe’s had any success tonight…

Disclaimer: This is not Joe in the picture…

Update on monkeys with smelly fingers

Well girls (Since that's all who follow this somewhat confused blog about its' purpose in life), I thought it was time to update my blog with some insightful comments while listening to "Money for Nothing" by Dire Straights.

I'm back in Christchurch, New Zealand "studying" at University. After all those compelling arguments I made convincing myself I didn't need a degree I thought what with the world going arse up I may as well get one as I'd probably lose my job anyway! :)

I've just returned from a tour around the South Island of New Zealand in a campervan with my misses and had an excellent time. She really is a top lass and I'll once again miss her now that's back in Aus. Anyway, after this trip I can safely say NZ poo's all over Australia scenery-wise!! NZ is a beautiful country and now that I've returned with a fresh pair of eyes I can look at it for what it is, not just something that grows in my back yard. I even got the haggis bashers out during the trip and made $105 (after entry fee's) in a competition which went towards food and accom for the trip!

I'm pretty happy in life and amazingly I'm actually a good student too! I've never been a good student in my academic endevours but now that I know what I'm missing out on (which is an easy life with plenty of cash) I seem to be giving study this time a decent effort. "Good shit" I hear you two say, if you even read this any more... :)

Anyway, better go. I've got a tune to write out and put some harmonies too that I wrote on the drive back in the campervan. It better be a good one this time... hopefully not too unremarkable!! Damn ugly babies haha

Until sometime in the unknown future, Au revoir.