Today's Track : Telepopmusik - Breathe
I brought you something close to me...there's nothing to do but believe.

Three of my friends are getting married this year. What a scary thought that is. It’s the thought that we’re all reaching the point in our life that we need to find a permanent partner; that we need to combine and share resources, make large purchases, plan out a family and share a TV. It seems to me as though this may be one of the scariest phases of life. I mean really – share a TV? Goodbye hockey night in Canada. Hello Gilmour Girls. Goodbye Spike TV. Hello the WB.

And in the wake of a major life-altering event like marriage I wonder if I’ll be caught staring like deer in headlights. For 27 years of my life I’ve just been prancing around in the forest grazing and I know one of these days I’ll be nibbling on a twig a little too close to the highway and I’ll look up and see two bright xenon lights burning my beady little eyes. I’m hoping that when the time comes it’ll be quick and painless.

Knowing my luck I’ll be ran over by a 16-wheeler of a woman and dragged behind her truck for a few kilometers. (Of course I’m just being facetious Wanda!)

Some people call me a hopeless romantic.
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So I’m sitting here laying out the receipts and 20 dollar bills from my wallet onto my desk to dry. My grandmother is in the money laundering business and decided that my wallet needed a good wash along with my pants. Everyone’s grandmother is the same and whether or not they’re actually losing their hearing, they have their way of doing things and nothing you say or do will ever change that. I don’t know how many times I’ve told her to leave my laundry alone. I suppose through doing my laundry she’s staying relevant in my life. I suppose that’s also why some people do their boss’ dry cleaning.
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I started reading Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami the other day. The book is about a guy, his best friend and his best friend’s girlfriend. The best friend ends up committing suicide and the guy and girlfriend go their separate ways and move away from the area to get away from the painful memories. Eventually they’re reunited and all the guy thinks about is boning his deceased friend’s girlfriend. At least that’s what I’ve gotten from the book so far. The Japanese are a sick bunch I tell you! I don’t even know why he would want to bone her anyhow. Why do you think his friend committed suicide? Hmm…what a coincidence…

All kidding aside, the book is well written. I think the general theme is about dealing with losses, leaving the past in the past and moving on. The style of writing is similar to the Banana Yamamoto’s book Kitchen and the main character is reminiscent of Holden from Catcher in the Rye.

A good read if you’ve got the time and inclination.