I should be working on my assignment, instead i'm browsing the internet for the first time in yonks. I'll probably sit here until the sun comes up tomorrow morning and i'll still be less than halfway. Aibo. I'm so rusty with this kind of stuff that it's scary. and honestly, the lecturer could have worded the assignement MUCH better so that you can actually understand what he wants. Logic and co-herence will be much appreciated....

It's a long long weekend - and it could not have come sooner. Will be going to Lambertsbaai this weekend wth rent-a-friend, can't wait for sun, sand and surf. Time to get a wetsuit! Bodyboarding is only fun when the water is warm. The west-coast is ice-damn-cold and shrinks everything in eyesight.

New house is ok - almost never there so all is well. Housemate has some weird dating habits, but alas, such is life.

South Africa is falling to pieces with Eskom's disaster. Crime is still rising, inflation ridiculous, food way to expensive and life overall pricy. Crazy government in place and the politics all crap. Save us from the idiots. Idiocy (is that a word?) knows no colour.

Micah, your antics light up my life from a distance!! ehehehehe. Keep it up.

As usual this entry doesn't say much. Just that i'm still alive and happily indulging in fantastic cheeses and wine. Every month blowing my budget on the substances. Worst is, i'm now also a full-flown beer drinker and i'm nicely rounded with a beergut. Nice.

Righto, i'll have to continue to waffle on the dreaded assignment.

Since I received a formal request from my only reader, and seeing that it's a new year, its seems like i've got no choice but to write a line or two!

I'm moving at the end of January after a year in the place with the crazy land lady and a phycedellic green fridge. While i was away for a few days she was nosing through my flat and had the audacity to leave the door unlocked. I was livid. Stupid cow of a woman. I'll kill her with my bare hands.

I'm with you on the moving bit, Micah!

Work is going well. New staff and i can teach them my own bad habits from scratch! yay!!! Nothing like training people the way you want them!!!

I'll start studying at the end of Feburary; doing a short business course of 5 months at Stellenbosch's Business School. Looking forward to it, but as it's their money i'll have to perform. Eeeeek........

It's summer and i love the sun and sea and mountains. The Cape is the best place to be. Getting fat though from all the wine and cheese i'm consuming in copious amounts and with much delight. I still behave like a starved sea rat.

Oor en uit!

I have major issues with middleaged, white South Africans who still expect you to call them 'Tannie' and 'Oom'. So, i call them 'Meneer' or 'Mevrou', or in the case of my landlady (not that there is much ladyship about her) i gave up the courtesy and now she is old Agnes. Yes, can you believe it, i've met a real Agnes. To my delight i could see that she despised me for calling her straight in her face on her name and she was much in need of 'n brandewyntjie after the shocking exchange of mindsets. Shame. She didn't even realise i'm doing it on purpose. The shock was probably too much after she was used to being mevrou voor en agter and treated respectfully. I've been paying my rent every month on the day that i moved in, which is the 4th of each month, and this is because she asked me to move in on this date. The payment is only reflecting on her bank statement on the 6th of every month, and now she is threatening me with legal action 'cause she wants it by the 1st. No way. The worst of all is that on Thursday, a public holiday, they parked their big, mean 4x4 behind my car so I couldn't get out because they have issues with my payment date! oh, i laughed. Tsktsk. We'll see who wins this battle.

Apart from the above conflict, i've been rather busy socially .... the circle of friends is slowly growing, and considering the whole rent-a-crowd concept, I feel lucky to have met a number of really cool people...

After days and days and days and days of rain and misrable weather, the sun came out in it's full beautiful glory. Once again we can see the Hottentots Mountains and they are all snow-capped. Just awesome against the blue blue blue sky and green green green hills. I love Cape Town and my poor deprived soul is still lapping up the beauty of nature after years of torment and lack thereof. I'm still going through some adapting after being away for 8.5 years, and the biggest problem is probably the older generation who can be delightful as well as huge aholes.

Over the weekend it was the Stellenbosch Wine Festival. Most definately an activity where i should be involved. I tasted too much and harassed a poor charity worker with loads of questions which he couldn't answer. My poor companions did not taste as much but they agreed with me...good for them. However, i do believe that if you want to beg money because you are as poor as a churchmouse because you are working for charity, you need to be able to give decent answers before you're going to get into my wallet. Not that there's much to give, but anyway, it was a good debate and no, i did not part with any money.

Well, there's not much to blog. I'm on my way to the sauna now so i can sweat bucketloads and get rid of any remnants of my weekend debauchery (i believe that's the right word, but i may be wrong...)

The Cape of Storms is doing what it's doing best. It's stroming like crazy outside. I'm freezing my butt off and this is just when i thought, hey hey, winter over here is nothing. A breeze. Nononono. This place has a tinroof and i'm planning on hiding under the table here. All too much...thunder as we speak. I'll hide in here for a little while longer.

My little abode is freezing cold, i'm refusing to buy a heater, so i'm hanging out in the gym...cause it's nice and warm here. No, not from the exercise i'm doing.....the sauna also helps me to defrost and they're all 'temperature controlled'.

Adele left this morning. Marking the end of an era...maybe that's a bit too dramatic. But it's been super to get a life in Cape Town with her and Lorren, and the rest of the Rent-a-Crowd and then they become Rent-a-Friend. The wine routes will never be the  same again and there will only be ONE Olive Festival in my memory as long as i live. Cheers Lorren! dit smaak soos gegeurde water.

I'm looking at completing my 9th month in South Africa. Sometimes it feels like i've never left and at other times i'm so itchy i don't know where to scratch and where to look.  Getting clausterphobic with houseprices of a million plus, snazzy car, and a kid under each armpit, and a login for facebook. Damn, i'm NOT there, don't know how i'm gonna get there, don't know if i wanna get there, so stop judging me by what i don't have! damn it. bloody snobbish, sheepish society.

My i please express my total dismay with the facebook lot. Every single person that came to sit next to me tonight signed into facebook. Everywhere you hear about it. I rebel against stuff that get so popular. Call me what you like, i don't care. People are just like sheep. I'll post forever and a day on Xanga and i only have Micah reading here, but damn if i'll join the facebook brigade.

One last note for this stormy night. I've had so much fun joining an online 'dating club'...nonononononono, it's not what you think! this place is fantastic to get characters for stories, to have a laugh, and to discover human behaviour. Unfortunately Yahoo mail is totally uncooperative and i seldom to never have the patience to connect, so i'm missing out on a lot, but i thought i'd mention the fun i've had...!