“To avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, be nothing…”

Okay, where was I? According to a survey they’ve done, the ideal place to meet a guy (or girl) is not in a club/bar/disco, but rather in a bookshop/grocery store. I’m not so sure I agree with that. No offense, but the kinda guys that hangs out in the science fiction department of a bookshop on a Friday night…I have my doubts about them. And how do you start a conversation in a grocery store? “Erm…hi…can you help me pick out a perfect cucumber?” Somehow I don’t think so.

I’ve seen it happen in the movies though… A beautiful vulnerable lady, pushing her trolley, when this hunk of a greek god comes around the corner and accidentally bumps her trolley with his… Of course the chemistry is immediate, and they end up living happily ever after… Yeah right. If it happens in real life there’ll be a court case pending before the end of the day… Just a thought…use it, don’t use it…

Anyhow, enough with the mishy mashy stuff…back to real life…

Barry Hilton last night was hilarious!! My cheek muscles are still sore from all the laughing. It’s true that laughter is the best medicine…just wish the doc could prescribe it more often…

“Age may wrinkle the face, but lack of enthusiasm wrinkles the soul…”

Today is just one of those days…like the neverending story…it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on… and every 15 minutes nothing happens, and then it continues for an hour…

The last 2 hours in a working day are usually the worst. For some reason I can only keep myself busy until about 13:30…from there on it’s pure torture. And it’s not like my work is finished and I can afford to sit around and be bored…Oh no, it’s just that I come to a stage where I honestly can’t concentrate/focus anymore, and the mere thought of going on with my work exhausts me… And the more I do nothing, the more frustrated I get… it’s like a vicious circle…

Looking forward to tonight…The “Barry Hilton Show”… my cousin…!! Hope he manages to fit a few drinks with us somewhere into his hectic schedule.

I need a weekend. I was contemplating doing nothing this coming weekend, but knowing me, that’s impossible… So I’m off to Nelspruit to go help my brother with the final touch ups at his place. Maybe a bit of painting and decorating could do me good…it’s apparently very therapeutic… just look at your stereotype designers/decorators…they always seem pretty gay…. (err…”gay” in this context meaning “happy”)

I read a very interesting article in Men’s Health yesterday. According to a survey they’ve done, the ideal… (gotta run to the post office, will continue tomorrow)

“None is as deaf as he who will not hear…”

Wow, this new flying school I found rules! I just came back from coffee with the owner! How’s that, hey? He even printed out my flightplan on Easy Plan…now that’s what I call service. Gonna take ZS-EOZ for a few circuits this afternoon, just to get used to handling her…

I’m curious to see her perform tomorrow. She better be fast, otherwise we won’t be back before dark…and I don’t have a night rating…ohoh…

I don’t feel like working today. I have had a long week, and would love to just pack up and go home…but I can’t…too much work! *sigh*

“Leadership is influence…”

I have new-founded respect for people who start working anytime before 8:30 am.

I was at the office until 6pm last night, then left for the airport, had class from 18:30 to 22:00, got home, had supper, went to bed, woke up at 6 am, and have been slaving away in the office since 7pm *yawn*. So that might explain why I’m bunking class tonight. I must just add that there’s only one chapter left, which we’ll probably finish in half an hour, but to stick around the office for another 2 hours after work, doesn’t justify one chapter’s worth. Guess self-study will be in the order of the day.

I still need to do flight planning for Saturday, so that’s another reason why I need to go home today. Can’t leave it for tomorrow afternoon, cause last second flight planning has proven to be disastrous to say the least. Note to myself: Remember to phone the flying school and make sure they fill up the aircraft after the last flight tomorrow. By the time the fuel bay opens on Saturday, I want to be up and away already.

Another drawback about starting to work early is that our cleaning lady is not here yet, which means that if I want coffee…I have to get it myself! Nah, I’m sure I can survive another 24 minutes without it…

The weekend is almost upon us…my first weekend at home in the last 2 months…wow. You’d think I’d be wondering what to do with myself…but the air show on Saturday and a bit of compulsory studying on Sunday, has taken care of that dilemma.

I have come to the realization that I can’t survive without coffee after all…I’ll be back…

“No once can make you feel inferior without your consent…”

This day started off bad…but it quickly got better after a Wimpy breakfast. We’ve decided to make it a daily ritual…because face it; no one can function properly on an empty stomach. We now call it “office parties”…it sounds a bit more formal…

Comm. class last night was a nightmare! I think I was just too tired to concentrate. The last hour I was just pretending to be listening…nothing was sinking in anymore. It’s actually such a futile waste of time in such a case – all I could think of was my bed. Who cares if a great circle is a straight line (how does that make sense?) and a rhumb line is a curved line…except on a Mercator map, when it’s completely the opposite?!? Who the heck was Mercator in any case, and why did he have to be different from the rest of the world?

It sounds like the Rally (plane, not dirty cars) might be ready for a test flight by Friday (holding thumbs!!) Can’t wait to get her in the air again. Am considering flying her down to Pietersburg on Saturday… will be much more challenging than the Cherokee… And then I won’t have to worry about flying back in the dark, cause the Rally is fast enough to get us back before sunset.

I feel excited about something…but I don’t know what… I love this feeling…

“A horse that pulls an honest load has no time to kick…”

I am astounded that the lightning didn’t take out all our computers yesterday afternoon. It was only this morning that I completely grasped the severity of yesterday’s storm. Driving to work after a heartily Wimpy breakfast (Hasbrown Splashdown with extra cheese), I felt like I was driving on the movie set of some European film… People were actually shuffling away ice to get their cars out of the garages! Some of the people were carrying out furniture and putting it in the sun to dry! Poor fellows, their houses were actually flooded! Ice between 30 and 40cm deep were piled up on sidewalks! I can honestly say that I have never seen anything like that in my life!

Luckily the only damage we suffered was a bundle of wet papers (petty cash!!!) in my office. The irony of the matter is that we had the whole roof redone about a month ago…treated with waterproof material and all… Go figure!

Comm. class last night was not all that bad… Except for the fact that I felt a bit threatened… there was another girl in class! How dare she? Since the beginning of the course we were between 12 and 14 guys…plus me… Hmmm… nasty nasty. Luckily she flies at Pietersburg and will only be attending this week’s classes.

Speaking about Pietersburg, Saturday is the Pietersburg airshow… I just hope the weather holds so that we can fly there…

“To leave footprints in the sands of time, you have to keep on the move...”

Thunder and lighting… something tells me I should rather switch the pc off now… oh well, I never listen, so why start now?

Went to Mozambique this weekend. Don’t wanna talk about it. Have come to the conclusion that all the locals are a bunch of mindless, spineless, ambitionless idiots… a sad fact caused by too much drugs and alcohol. I don’t want to be part of them anymore. I’m starting to wonder how I ever survived in that place. I need a new happy place. It just goes to show once again… expect nothing and you won’t be disappointed, hope for nothing and you won’t get hurt.

I have class again tonight – navigation…Yuk! So far I haven’t managed to get lost (too badly in any case), but I get the feeling there’s a lot more to know than I do now…

I need sleep… Maybe a tranquilizer will do the trick…

Do not disturb, I am disturbed enough as it is . . .

We meet again…oh faitful…erm…blog-page-thingie…it’s been a while since we chatted. I humbly apologize for neglecting you. I have no excuses…

And here we are…Wednesday afternoon, just after 14:00. Actually it’s 14:17 to be exact. Normally it wouldn’t be an issue, but today it is… I was supposed to tape a movie on movie magic that started at 14:00. I only remembered about it at 14:12… What is a movie without the first 12 minutes? It’s a waste…that’s what it is, is what it is… (Who on earth used to say that? It sounds familiar, but I can’t put my finger on it).

Anyways, it’s another 4-day week in the life of me. I must admit…I am spoiled. Working for one’s dad has its advantages. Next week is only a 3 day week, but I’ll elaborate on that one when we get there. So, back to this weekend…It’s gonna be an exciting one filled with a lot of socializing, fast cars, dirt and hopefully a bit of sun tanning. Yup, the Total Rally is finally upon us… My first rally without “A”… yeah, it’s gonna be weird.

I am so not in the mood for flight planning class tonight. I just want to snuggle up in front of the TV, with a huge bucket of hot chocolate, and just unwind until I fall asleep. No such luck though. Seeing that some of the dudes in my class ask way too many questions, we didn’t quite finish everything we had to last night, which means that tonight is gonna be a late one…

My dad is fetching the Moz-boy from Vereeniging tonight. Luckily I had a brainwave and realized that my dad’s meeting must be closer to Vereeniging than I am now… It saves me a 240km trip…and the way I’m feeling today, I’m not complaining. I didn’t have much sleep last night. I was as nauseous as a chameleon in a tumble drier… just because I forgot to take my medicine two nights ago. It’s amazing how medicine can stuff up your whole system. Or maybe it was the junior chicken burger I got from Cash Bah yesterday afternoon? Was it perhaps my punishment for ordering from the kiddies menu while I’m clearly not a kiddy anymore? I guess I’ll never know…

Enough babbling for now, need to go and bind 2 books before class tonight… it’s the responsibility that comes with a photo copier… nice…