Friday, September 28, 2007


Oh heck, the day’s dragging and I feel like I’m in some hazy cocoon where everything is going much slower than it really should! With the onset of all things summery my allergies have kicked in and my hay fever is now working overtime! The antihistamines I’m taking work really well, a little too well actually, the only downside is that they are the do-not-operate-heavy-machinery kind so I have this permanent half-glazed expression on my face, I am just this short of freaking drooling I’m so out of it. This would be a good time to call it a day, head home and back under the covers!

So in the hope of keeping myself awake, I am devising all sorts of ways to keep myself awake. One of which is writing a list of things I need to find, get or do, unlike my more wishful thinking type lists, this one is rooted in reality and are easily achievable to find, get or do.

My list so far goes like this:

1. Find someone to play poker with. My fabulous poker teacher has since absconded to the northern climes leaving me in the lurch somewhat. Poker is so much fun, but unlike Solitare, I can’t play it alone so holla if you “know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em”

2. Get exercising! All that hotel living and generally being treated like a princess for the last nine weeks has caught up with me :-)

3. Finding someone to salsa/jive/waltz with and somewhere to do it! My dance fever has struck after I caught some dance routines on that show, “So You Think You Can Dance” last night;

4. Need to clear my wardrobe of clothes, with so much storage space I’m still running out of freaking room…I’m a bag lady, can’t throw anything away;

5. Purchase or download all 3 Freshlyground CD’s, I’ve hated on them long enuff, I’ll finally admit they’re damn good; and,

6. Pick one hobby and stick to it, at least for 3mths at a time, I have 6 concurrent projects that have yet to be finished.

Okay, let me go, I’ve The ‘Itis bad and actually need to do some work now, boo!

Have a lovely weekend,

V x

The image is courtesy of i-delicious

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

"Much of your pain is self-chosen.

It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:

For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,

And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips,
has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears."
"The Prophet" - Kahil Gibran

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Out of Town...Out of Sight!

I think I am having issues with the “big city”, how else could you explain my frantic need to get out of town every two weeks? It seems I’m making a point of visiting all national holidaying destinations within the next few weeks! I have just returned from taking another peek at our very own Natural Wonder, “The Victoria Falls”.

Not to sound ungrateful but there are only so many times I can see water gushing over a cliff really! Don’t get me wrong, it’s a freaking impressive sight…just not when you are seeing it for the 9th time (oooh, does it sound like I’m bragging…coz I’m not, okay, just a little bit), and given the time of the year, I was utterly let down by how little water spray there was coming from The Falls. Not cool at all when you’ve risen the hopes and expectations of those you are showing around the place.

I also realised why so many tourists die from falling into The Falls; in efforts to capture the “perfect shot” The Falls from an obtuse angle, its not surprising that they fall in…and I don’t feel sorry for them one bit! There is a reason why they are signs saying “Danger, do not go beyond this point”, saka if you plummet to your death after not heeding the warning, ndezvako (translation: It’s your own darn fault”)

The main highlights of the trip where:

1. Being in great company, and this great company teaching me how to play poker (am addicted now!)

2. Sipping on several alcoholic and non-alcoholic beverages by the poolside whilst basking in the sun;

3. Chasing baboons and monkeys with a golf-cart on the golf course whilst failing miserably to play a decent round of golf!

4. Eating myself silly (note to self: summer workout routine starts effectively on Monday); and

5. Mocking tourists and their outrageous dress codes (what happened to blending in with the locals?).

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Alter Egos anyone?

I have a theory that Superman was Clark Kent’s alter-ego, there was no actual Superman but in Clark’s little head, he was the business! Kinda like Ed Norton’s character in Fight Club (although, if your alter-ego looks like Brad Pitt, you’re quite alright in my books!)

Anywho, the other day I caught a snippet of some interview with Ms Knowles where she was going on and on about how on stage she’s this whole other person, some alter-ego called Sasha! At this point I was throwing things at the tv whilst simultaneously trying to change channels on the remote. Now I love Beyonce more than most, but trying to blame her “alter-ego” for her ama-raunchy-raunchy dance moves and scantily-clad outfits, come on Bee, we all smell a rat!

This got me thinking about alter-egos. I knew a guy back in varsity that after a few beers was a COMPLETELY different person, the change was so drastic, I swear you’d think it was another person that those in his inner circle of friends found it fitting to give this ‘other him’ a new name*. My close friends have also christened me with an alter-ego nickname after events that I would rather not go into over the world wide web. Now this “me” isn’t all that different from the day-to-day me, it’s just me x 1000! I don’t blame my alter-ego for anything I get up to (or do I) coz we all have to be accountable unlike Ms Knowles. However, I have noticed that my alter-ego has taken to resurrecting when;

a) I have had one too many Fantas, yes, Fantas. Not Gin, Not Whiskey, Not Stroh-rum (lol) but Fanta of all things!
b) The month of July is behind us - with winter officially over in the Southern Hemisphere, my alter-ego rises from lying dormant only when the sun is shining at its brightest and warmest;
c) Eye-candy enters a room (no explanation needed); and,
d) It’s the month of December…don’t ask, but that’s when all sorts of nonsense occurs.

Any of you out there with alter-ego’s with a story of their own? Please share :-)

*Sadly, I suspect his alter ego was way more fun than he was sober *ouch*.

Monday, September 17, 2007

The Itis

Definition: The general feeling of lethargy and well-being experienced after eating a satisfying meal. This phenomena is particularly triggered by foods high in carbohydrates and meats containing the amino acid tryptophan.

Monday morning started off on a high note! I woke up before my alarm clock (those rays of light streaming into my room at 5am will do it), i changed the music in the CD shuffle in my car - only so many times i can hear Destiny Child, T.I. and some other mixed CD i had thrown in there and work is sublime, lots of it and i am happy to get on with it.

The best thing about today is that it's someone's birthday in the office and tradition demands the said birthday recipient brings through a big ass cake for all of us to scoff to our hearts content*. While on my 3rd slice of sublime, chocolate cake with The Itis settling in, i silently concurred that Marie Antoinette had the right idea when she declared, "Give them cake!"**

Sadly all that sugar has worked against me and i am now plummetting from a sugar high...eish, i am contemplating sneaking away from my desk to catch 40 winks in the bathroom :-)

Weekend Download: This weekend was full of drama: some unecessary (nothing like someone's badly behaved ex-girlfriend crashing a party to hit some "The Boy is Mine" drama. Its not only SO unecessary, it's just plain sad!) and some unavoidable (keep safe on the roads, drive to stay alive!).

*This puts some pressure on me to find an even bigger and better cake in T-minus 29 days *hint hint*

** Okay, the girl lacked a certain amount of foresight or general common sense with that statement and she paid with her head, literally!

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

David thumps Goliath!

I am MAD chuffed!
I cannot contain my glee and pride.

Don't ask me how many overs or runs Zimbabwe won by, coz honestly, when it comes to sports technicalities that's what my honey is there for. All i know...and saw (yup, i even watched the game) is that we freaking won!

With Cape Town's drizzling rains threatening to spoil the happy ending and all that nail biting, i am just thrilled we kept it together and won!

The game had a classic David vs Goliath theme to it! The team that had all but faded into dubious obscurity brought it home and WON (yes, i am going to say that word a lot; won, won, won, won *vim does a little jig*)

It's just so fabulous for my lovely country to be associated with good FANTASTIC, POSITIVE news...eish, it's been a while!

Monday, September 10, 2007

New Low

I'll be the first to admit that i have indeed reached a super new low!

The rumours are indeed true...i am HOOKED on Big Brother Africa 2.

As a rule, i detest reality shows! What peeves me the most is that you can't escape them, channels like MTVBase/Europe and VH1 are more reality shows than actual music (i can't remember the last time i saw a music video...hehehe, okay i am exaggerating, but you get my drift).

However, what started as morbid curiosity as to what the hype around BBA 2 is about has morphed into a full-blown love affair :-) I have no idea what got me hooked; Kwaku's strange duty-free accent, Bertha's prudish behaviour when we all know better, Tatiana's ribs *shudder*...eish, hameno. All i know is that i need my daily hit!

There have been some tell-tale signs that i am well and truly hooked, some of them being;

1. I talk about the housemates as though they are mates of mine, mid-way through a conversation with a real-life buddy i will drop a line like, "So Maureen is looking skinnier than usual, i really wish she'd eat properly." This is usual received in silence, with a "WTF" expression to go with;

2. After a late nite out instead of shuffling off to bed like a normal person would do, i convince myself that i just want to watch 10mins of BBA...only to find myself still sitting on the couch in fetal position 2hrs later staring at the box all bleary-eyed;

3. Social engagments are shuffled around Nomination and Eviction day Some segments have to be watched in real-time, no PvR'ing for me;

4. For the last week i've had a recurring dream where i am in the house, up for nomination but eventually don't get evicted, yay!; and,

5. I have strongly considered attending the eviction party for Bertha when she eventually gets kicked out - so sad, but oh-so true!

Should the men in white coats pick me up and drag me to house in the hills with padded walls, i only ask this, that they leave me with a tv where i can watch my beloved Big Brother Africa 2.

30 something days gone, another 60-odd to go!

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

"Still I Rise" - Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?'
Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise

Monday, September 03, 2007

The Young & The Restless

Ever have one of those days where you feel kinda antsy or frustrated!!?

On a scale of 0 – 100%, 100% representing living ones life to the fullest and extreme max, I feel I fall somewhere round 25% - and I feel I’m being generous with that figure coz on days like today, I feel like I’ve further dipped to around 18%. Tis depressing stuff indeed, and all this coming from the-glass-is-half-full kind of girl.

Never one to wallow for too long* the only way to get yourself out of a pickle or rut is to do something about it. However, what happens when you’ve given it your best shot and exhausted every possible avenue in search of a new change or opportunity? Let me tell you what you do, you whip out a novena to St Anthony the appropriately named Miracle Worker. Coz ladies and gents, a miracle would be greatly appreciated right about now!

Weekend Recap

The mountains were lovely, the air was clean, twas pretty tranquil and just perfect really. The company I kept was pretty awesome, made some new friends and cemented some relationships with some old ones.