kicking it old skool

Hey Ya'll.

So I survived the "Groot Vreet 2004" (losely translated to "ate my own bodyweight in food") and all I can say is "Mamma sure knows how to cook!!". Damn I love that lady! :)
Got a pile of cool shit for Christmas too, mostly fine red wines, some clothes (my cupboard basicly consists of shirts I got for my bday / Christmas or shirt from golf days or other shit where vendors give you free shit. Some may see fit to call me a god damn cheap stake at this point. I would really have a tough time refuting that) lots and lots of chocolates (these go directly to my "Art of Seduction set", with the rest of the Aroma therapy oils and other, urm, "toys") and a cooler box. A blue cooler box, with ice packs and a "Mini-me" cooler that can hold up to 6 Amstells (12, if I can help it. Some modifications required). Funny thing is, I was standing with one just like it in my hands last week and thought "nah, my piece of shit, rag tag, bitch ass one I have should be fine still. I was fooling myself of course. Said cooler box, the most holy of portable beer dispensers, is the Shiz-nit.

Saturday evening Beefcake (A.k.a Morne), Frenchy and me Betty hit the strip, having had quite enough of food for a month or so. Checked out Caprice down in Camps Bay first, which was full of the usual beuatifull and trendy people. Frenchy actually made a comment along the lines of "this is my idea of Cape Town", by that he meant "having a coctail at a cool bar filled with hot summer mommas, next to the ocean, with Palm trees and the View of Table montain, on a kick ass summer evening". I couldn't really argue that point. Opium was having a "Bad Santa" party so we felt obliged to go check that out too. The elves where pretty smoking too. Santa, was indeed, a very baaaad boy this Christmas.

Ah man, had such a great fucking time at Opium, almost TOO much fun!! The music and wheather and everything just clicked to make it one of those memorable summer nights. Wish I had my camera on me, or at least a camera phone and not the cheap, piece of shit 1990 edition Nokia I have now (ok, Nokia prolly didn't make phones that fit in your pocket way back then. But it's still a piece of shit).

I paid for it in blood the next morning though: I had to rush back to Stellenbosch (a mere 50+ Km's, as the Crow flies. But my crow was still hung over from all the boozing the night before) and once there I had the envious task of helping my girlfriend move her stuff out of her apartment. (PS: she studies Pshycology at Stellenbosch. 4th Year.) So cleaning, and vacuming and moving heavy shit and packing ect ect ect. I was in a world of pain. However, I was assured all my efforts would be rewarded, (Editors note: they where ;))
Popped in at my best (girl) friend's place for her Birthday party. That got real messy and I'm very surprised we got away with what we did in such a nice, respectable neighbourhood. I lost cohesion at about 21:40 or so and all I could mumble was "take me home baby, daddy needs to go sleep".

I Finally, got home about an hour ago and now I'm just getting my shit together for this trek up to Vermont (seaside town). Got a freakin mountain of washing and dishes to do and my apartment is trashed. Got to pack, grab all my toys, have some supper in between and maybe through in a little meditation session to boot. I always feel it's necesarry this time of year, just to reflect on everything that went down this year and what I'm hoping to achieve in the next. I have this really really really cool business Idea that I think is going to be way succesfull. Can't say too much now (you understand) but I'm feeling strong. My gut feel tells me the time is right for it. I have long since stopped questioning it.

on New years: Man, I'm getting goosebumps already! Everything is falling neatly into place, I couldn't have planned it better should I have wanted to.Also pretty stoked for the new years "after party", where Beefcake and I are gonna pop in at the little Spiritual Gathering on our way back. I bought him a little bongo drum at the flea market for Christmas, so we're gonna grab that, fill up my Cooler and park off right smack bam in the middle of the dance floor, smoke phat Chronic and just jam that shit!! It's gonna be fucking awesome! Laughed my ass off though, cus on the 2nd of Jan he needs to hook up with his wife and in laws and his brain is going to be blasted. Ah, the youth of today... :)

So I guess that's it for now. I gotta go handle my business. I'm not planning on being online from now till NY, so to all my friends I wish nothing if not a a great fucking time!! Drive safe, if you REALLY need to drive at all, keep it real and give all your girlfriends a great big kiss from me :)

Catch you on the flip side

[G], out

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