@ Brazil International Airport (GIG) About 5nights ago.

I wrote this why waiting in brazil for my delayed flight (which was delayed in Brazil, Buenos Aires and Auckland). So i had way to much time on my hands.......well on my mind. 

Pens: What is it about good pens? 

Like you know that pen you like. The one where its just so easy to write with, everything flows including your thoughts. There's none of those annoying ink balls of hell. You know them too, especially if your left handed. They smudge everything and make the page look like crap as well as your hand. 

As with everything in life, the amazingly amazing good pen, has a dark side, his paradox.

The fuckin' most annoying pen in the world. 

You know the one.

The pen which in the middle of something runs out or when you scribble it works but when you write things it doesn't. And the thing is, that something your were writing has just become the most important thing in the world because you cant flippin' finnish it!!! DAMNIT!! Where is a pen that works around here ? ?? ? who the f!@# makes pen that don't work ? ?...Grrrr...

What got me to Pens ? 

Well its because i'm writing this by freehand.....yes remember that. The days before online blogs, or even before computers. I know its hard to remember and i think im to young to remember those days but i can feel 'em right now.....brother. 

There are a few reasons i love computers.

1. You can organise them any way you want, upgrade the, change them, hit them and turn them off. Unlike numerous things in the real life
2. They make any hand written jargon legible and they have the ability to make that previous illegible written jargon look professional too.
3. They make any unattainable dream, person, situation attainable even if just for a split second or to be more precise for about 3-4seconds (for males). They, meaning computers and the internet) also make you feel more normal the more strange your think you are........

Believe it or not number two is the main reason (right now) why i love computers - typing on a keyboard for instance. 

The sound of the letters being pressed individually in perfect succession, which to some creates a seemingly random mass of noise, but truthfully creates a plethora of primal sensations in the ear, much like classical music. Oh and it also creates words which have meaning.

(i might of been overindulging in the last paragraph sorry)

To other interesting taboo and life sitations.......

You know THAT itch. No not the obvious one. Not the one in the ear. Its has the same tentalising sensation but this one is close to the sphincter.

When you scratch it (with our without toilet paper, pending your own judgement on the cleanliness of your nether region) you can not believe how good it feels. You feel guilty and how good it feels........should it feel this good?....should i be doing this?.......why am i doing this?.....am i gay?......Arhh gay people right ? .....

Then you stop.

And continue on day dreaming. Whatever was i thinking. Don't i have to remember to message someone about something? Do i really hate big brother ? Do giant turtles really live to 150 ?  ? 

good night.