WELL WELL WELL....

Well what do you know. I'm posting again, although a year hasn't even gone by yet. Don't worry loyal reader (See, I'm being clever, as I'm the only one reading this , hehe), I'm still as lazy as cat droppings on a tin roof (whatever that means!).

Ive been thinking alot about my life and where it is headed. Truthfully, I'm scared shitless. Of all the things in my future, getting married and being with the girl I love and adore are the only certain things in my life. January 19th by the way. :) Anyway, I'm rambling again. My studies are going along fine without me thankyou, although I'd prefer I was actively participating myself. I'm in a slump at the moment Well actually, I'm in a slump every year since I've left school. Every year I get all depressed about How I chose the wrong study field and how I'm wasting my time going on, why don't I just change my course and go on with something else?? Well I'm currently doing my masters degree, so It wold be kinda a waste not to complete the damn thing. I just wish that I would all end (Varsity wise) Don't think I'm getting all suicidal here or anything. :) I love life, greatly. I have alot of things I love doing.

The thing is I took this job as Illustrator for a book being published next year. It's all fun and all, it just puts alot of stress on me that I feel is unnecessary seeing as I'm a scientist, not an artist. But how I do so want to draw and and be creative!! It just dawned on me that I love these things for a reason: It's not my job! I don't like deadlines, I don't like being told what is creative and what is not. I want to do something meaningful with my life , not just draw little figures or write up research papers on freaking little stupid insects that are eating plants, Woopee!! I'm sick of it. I want to do something meanial and mind numbingly boring in the day and have the nights free. I don't want to type 24/7 on most days, thinking lateral all the way. Actually, thats what i should be doing, but becasue my heart is not in it, all I do is put it off, till tomorow everyday. I think I'm going to never truly finish my degree. I need to find something that inspires me, something fun, something new. Something that keeps me awake at night out of excitement.

At the moment all I'm doing is watching tv series on the pc, thats it, playing a game or two in between. I'm wasting my life. I need to get away from it all. Ha! Thats just me dreaming again. Did you know I was supposed to go to Japan? Thats never going to happen, ever. Not with my finances. I want to travel over seas like all my friends, see the world for a bit, before I'm all grown up so to speak. The problem is that being a grownup and every thing that goes along with it starts 1 August. Goodbye dreams, see you in the next life (If there is a next life, seeing as some deities are more bastards than others, just hoping I chose the right one :) Oh well..........

Smithy Out...

Amazing!!

Holy hell

It was just almost barely one year ago that I last posted on this blog, saying that I'll be blogging more often and reviewing all kinds of crap. Well..... to tell the truth, I really wanted to do that, but as with all things in life.... I'm lazy. Very. I have decided in stead to complain about all the things in my life that I don't like. (And maybe, just maybe review something that pissed me off) Thus I can even review a person's attributes that irretate me. It's not that I think anyone on earth gives a damn, it's just that I feel the urge to spew insanities about nothingness. Who the hell reads blogs anyway. Plus it works for Leras, so meh...

Smithy out.

Amazing!!

The Triumphant One Returns

You might ask yourself: "What the hell does the title have to do with a blog?"
Well, quite frankly I don't know. I just thought it sounded epic. It might have something to do with the fact that this blog has been on hiates for the better part of almost 1 and a half years. This, believe it or not, is not due to me having been in an auto-accident or being shipped off to war, but rather to the fact that I am completely and utterly lazy. A lazy bastard if you will, although for the record I have a rather good idea who my father is (Unlike Luke did......BURN!!!!).

I'm going to implement a few minor/major changes throughout the blog. It has come to my attention recently that the entire world blogs, not just the US (which some might consider the world), but even good ol' India. Well India want to blog in anycase but there glorious government doesn't want them to. SO... in light of everybody giving their two cents of worthlessness, I want in on it. I'll be giving my (lets call it 1 cent) opinion on my life and the stupid and crazy life of others. I'm also going to be doing something that I have always wanted to do....

REVIEW STUFF. While this might seem a bit stupid, and overall useless, seeing as every other Thomas, Richard and Harrison is doing or has done it, I want to.
Yes you heard correctly, I justify this because I can, goddammit, its my blog and I'll curse and review if i want to. I want to review stuff (With stuff I mean anything i find cool and worth saying: Dude!) but also crap. Many reviewers out there give for example certain movies a really bad review, just because there are no subtle underlying homosexual undertones, as was seen in brokeback mountain (they weren't gay, they were lonely :/). Some movies were hailed as "awesome", "Best of the three", because they had more visual effects shots than an entire cgi movie. I mean come on, what ever happened to: wow, that was such a deep and cool story with proper character development.

Don't get me wrong here (and stop me if I'm rambling), I like brainless action movies as much as the next retard, but some movies need to be a little deeper and better written than oh let's say (Insert any Ernest movie here). (Although I can get quite nostalgic about Ernest, He was cool when I was a kid). Ah yes, I was rambling... I need to get kicked in the head when I do that, I really do :)

Many movies don't get the reviews they deserve, good or bad, I want to rectify that(hehe rectify). I won't be reviewing games per se, seeing as I feel allota people have that covered.

to be continued...

Holy Beer Photos

And so, the long awaited blog has made it’s appearance. Besides, if I had waited any longer, Leras might have died, and we can’t have that. Especially since his life in the UK seems to make for good reading J.

This is going to be in the form of a short story, since I’m feeling creative today.

It was a lovely summer morning, off the coast of New Zealand. The sun shone of her wet naked body as she rode the huge sperm whale hard…. Oops, wrong story….

Thursday began as any other day, boring as hell. Smithy was sitting in the laboratory, looking, searching, nay yearning for the latest episode of Naruto. All of a sudden a figure appeared from behind a door, the labs entrance to be exact.

Mysterious figure: “ Hey dude, wanna come with us to KKNK?”

“Me!!!??”, thought Smithy dumbstruck…..

Mysterious figure: “ It’s only two hundred bucks dude!
(Note: I’m from SA, meaning 200 bucks meaning about 40 dollars, and hell, it was a 5 day trip of booze and overall drunkenness in any case, btw, the price didn’t include the booze. That cost me an extra 600 bucks!!!)

Ah screw it, I guess I’m not that creative.

So on Friday morning, we left for KKNK. It was more of a road trip than a KKNK, as we stopped almost everywhere on the way to KKNK. Our first night we stayed at a cousin of our driver, Vaughn. As it happens, it was on a farm in the middle of bleeding nowhere. Although the view was mind blowing though, as we were surrounded by mountains and little waterfalls. A tear almost appeared in my eyes, but then again, I tend to cry at the end of Titanic, so that doesn’t mean much. :-/

Next morning, Bright and early, at around 10 mind you. We set of on our never ending quest to find the fabled KKNK. After about 2 hours, we hit Oudtshoorn, aka little town where the KKNK is held. Now for someone like me who thinks the visit to our local mall is a huge event, this could only be described as WoW. I mean, the ATM’s at the festival had to be replenished about every 2 hours. This led me to the following conclusions: 1. There are a shitload of people at this festival
2 . There are only a few people here, but they are very rich and drink allot.

So we end up at this old house where Vaughn had organized us a place to sleep. This was a nice house people, Lapa, swimming pool, 6+ rooms etc.

But lucky us got the best room in the House!!! Or rather, on the property. We slept in a tent next to their swimming pool. Which rocked by the way. This unfortunately and sadly was about the highlight of our KKNK part of the journey. The festival was fun and all, but we didn’t see any shows, nothing. We walked around allot, Drank all the way, (hehe) and got stoned. Of course Fokofpolisiekar was also their providing background music, sadly we didn’t get to see them. Although I heard a fight broke out during their performance. The guys fighting even fought in the ambulance. Rock and Roll! J

I have to report on one last thing about KKNK, now this last thing is an experience we had during our last night there, which was incidentally also our first night there:

Never ever ever go into church grounds at midnight to innocently take photo’s of the architecture while holding a beer bottle with the other hand. BAAADDDD Idea! Especially if the reverent is still around and you are hiding from him in a little cramp ally. I really though I was going to get arrested, then assraped. I’ll post a photo later. Of the church and not my ass mind you.

So after everything at KKNK, we went to sleep. The next day we got up at 9 and packed, Destination Jeffreys Bay, aka J-Bay, SA’s surfing hotspot. But more on that later….For it’s a far more enticing tale of hero’s and Sexy vixens than KKNK will ever be!!


Smithy Out.

Holy Shite!

Ola!!!

I just had the most incredible 5 day roadtrip of my life!!! We went to a festival (KKNK).
More info on that later aka a full blog!!! ready yourselves!

Cheers
Smithy out!

Bla Bla Bla, Yackedy Shmackedy

One more I come to thee!
Yes thats right. I am at work. The good news is that I only have 5 more minutes to go.
Thats right! I can go enjoy my friday!!!!
Now you have to understand, when I say enjoy, I mean: Go home, play Final Fantasy 8 and X-2 in random succsession till I fall asleep. Or watch tv till I pass out and fall asleep. Yes, You have me. I am a boring person. I would like to go out and get drunk, but thats not going to happen tonight dear readers, oh no. Tonights Final Fantasy Night!! (Joy!!!!!!)

Happy Friday everybody!!!

Smithy out....

A Blogging I will go...

It's been a total of about 2 hours since my last post. You'll be happy to know that i'm feeling much much worse now.
And Yes
For those
of you
Wondering/thinking....

Yes, I am a Whiney Bitch....

But!!!, I use my right to be whiney and bitchy freely, since this is my blog. Enough about me, lets talk about something stimulating, something very near to our hearts, and no, I'm not talking about anything remotely connected to hentai and final fantasy characters.

What I'm talking about is:

You ready for this??....

It's....

Britney Spears

Now before you all run away, screaming for God to smyte thee to lesson the shock, let's think about this for a while.... Ok, done. Everyone older than 20 and younger than 24 (a.k.a My demographic group) think back to the ninetees....

We're in highschool, it's 1999. It's almost so far back that techo's still cool. We even used the word dude (Actually, I still use the word Dude, anyways...). That faithful day when we first heard a girl singing, asking to be beaten... over and over again. She was nice back then, schoolgirl uniform, pigtails, he'll most of us wanted to date her, others just wanted to have her music video on the computer, for reasons I shall not mention here, as this is a famliy blog...tss...

In anycase, she was pure, she was beauiful, she was a virgin....(hopefully)....

Now for us guys, Virginity is Uber important, as we don't like used goods (This is not my opinion, frankly I don't care, it's their choice .). So for many of us, Britney going super skanky and etc. meant that our dreams were shattered. Never again would we dream of dating Britney.

All that remained for us was her music video's (Again for reasons undisclosed in this post).

And so Britney had gone from pop princess to Pop skank. Now you may ask yourself why not date a skank?! What's so bad about dating someone who sleeps with God knows who and how many? For those of you awaiting an answer, It was a retorical one. I'll spell it out for those who didn't see the obvious benefits of dating a skank...

ROTTING OF GENITALIA

and/or

LOSS THEREOF

So, in the end we all lost, we lost Britney, we lost our love of inosense, we even lost our Virginity!

Britney took from me, what no other could, the belief that in this world, super hot, famous and pretty girls, who sing skanky lyrics: Are Virgins.

Thank you Britney, thank you.

Oh well.... we'll always have Christina

Smithy Out...

Damnit Damnit Sonofabitch

Goodday.

I, at this moment in time, feel like a soggy piece of tissue. Literally!
I'm sick as a dog and I do not feel like doing anything. But as luck would have, I'm at work.

Screw Saturdays post, I feel much worse today, MUCH!!!
Hell I can't even be witty or sarcastic, I don't have the constitution for it.

SO thats all from me for today

Goodday...
I said Goodday!!