dig me a hole

last night me and pete were talking about the old days. i said to him, "our lives are over." and as the words came out of my mouth i realised that it was true.

introverted intuitive

paul is doing psychology, or something like that, at college, and he asked me to do a jungian questionaire. when i gave him my score, he told me i was introverted intuitive.

the difficulty for the introverted intuitive (particularly when thinking is your second function) is to have a sense of earth, of being grounded in reality. communicating your feelings is harder than if you were an extraverted feeling type.

he said. so that explains a few things. but the best bit was where he said

the introverted intuitive is the seer, prophet and poet of society.

 which i think is true.

birthday

today it is my birthday. today i will eat only cake and sweets, drink only beer.

and what a rotten year it has been.

smiling

i wanted to communicate a good feeling to my friend, so i smiled at her. time passed without me realising and my friend began to look at me uneasily as the smile remained fixed on my face. i managed to stop smiling and everything was alright again.

voodoo spike

the woman who sat down next to me on the train this morning was holding her head like she had a bad headache. inside of a minute of her turning up, i felt like someone was shooting a spike into my right eye socket. this was because either

a) i was caught inside her field of pain

or

b) she had cast a spell on me.