Global Philosopher,adventurer,eejjit. Goes by many aliases, such as That Bastard in the Coat,Him with the hair, and oi Goth! Fond of hugs,chinese food,and cake.
Heard one of the youngsters in work,talking about how she used chatgbt for all of her french work in school this past year. Now that surely isn't a good thing,in any way shape or form. And doesn't bode well for her uni career. And the thing is she's not the only one.
Why do all wraps have to have lettuce in them? Aldi do,what would be a banging ham and cheese,maybe ham cheese and pickle wrap,but it's got lettuce in it. It just ruins an otherwise great wrap.
middle of night. oog feel someone standing over oog.
oog open eye. ready to fight. instinct. eldest instinct.
chuk. standing there. in dark. looking strange.
oog: "chuk?? what..."
chuk: "shh. don't wake the others."
oog get up. follow chuk outside cave. cold air. stars insane tonight. every single one showed up.
chuk sit on ground. oog sit next to him.
quiet for a long time.
oog not asking. oog learning this. the not-asking. the sitting-beside. let it come when it come.
chuk: "oog. chuk kissed a girl."
oog: "...okay."
chuk: "no. oog. chuk KISSED a girl. tonight. at the far fire. her name is miri. she from the river clan."
oog looking at chuk. chuk face doing seven thing at once. fear. joy. confusion. pride. more fear. something soft that oog never seen on chuk before. something new living behind chuk eye that wasn't there this morning.
oog: "and?"
chuk: "and chuk don't know what to do with chuk FACE. like chuk face won't stop doing thing. chuk can't make it normal. chuk try to sleep and chuk face just... smiling. on its own. without chuk permission."
oog trying not to smile. failing.
chuk: "DON'T laugh."
oog: "oog not laughing."
chuk: "oog face is doing the thing."
oog: "what thing."
chuk: "the 'oog know something chuk don't know yet' thing."
oog: "...okay maybe oog doing that. but chuk. tell oog about miri."
chuk change. whole body change. like someone lit a small fire inside chuk chest and it showing through skin.
chuk: "she... oog. she argued with chuk about which star is brightest. ARGUED. like it MATTER. she pointed at one and chuk pointed at different one and she said 'chuk wrong' and chuk said 'chuk not wrong' and they argued about STAR for maybe entire hour and oog..."
chuk look at sky.
chuk: "oog it was the best hour of chuk life. fighting about something that don't matter with someone who make it feel like it matter."
oog heart doing something. not breaking. building. adding room. because baby brother, well not baby. nineteen winter. MAN brother, just discovered that love start with fighting about star. which is exactly how it should start. not with big declaration. with the small nothing argument that you never want to end.
oog: "chuk."
chuk: "what."
oog: "that the right one."
chuk: "what? oog don't even KNOW her."
oog: "oog don't need to know her. oog know chuk. and oog never seen chuk face do this. not once in nineteen winter. so either miri is special or chuk face is broken. and chuk face been working fine for nineteen winter so."
chuk fighting smile again. losing again.
chuk: "oog don't tell the others."
oog: "oog don't tell the others."
chuk: "especially not dak."
oog: "ESPECIALLY not dak."
they sit. looking at stars. both of them trying to figure out which one is brightest.
neither of them pointing.
both of them thinking about someone.
love, oog
Have you ever just taken a moment at work,and watched your colleagues work? And realise that you work with some absolute fuckwits. I don't mean the kind of "oh,Dave's a bit of a tit", stupid,but the "dava appears to have failed to grasp the basics of the job he's been hired for".
Conflicted as fuck. Was down a shift this week,and planned on picking one up today,as an extra. But the weather is fucking awful,and staying in seems like a far more attractive option.
koom and zul fighting. real fighting. rolling on cave floor.
oog pull them apart. one in each arm. both screaming.
oog: "WHAT HAPPENED."
koom: "ZUL BROKE KOOM STICK."
zul: "IT WAS UGLY STICK."
koom: "IT WAS KOOM FAVORITE."
zul: "HOW. IT WAS JUST A STICK."
koom crying now. not the loud kind. the kind where the bottom lip go first and then everything follow.
oog put both down. look at zul.
oog: "zul. say sorry."
zul: "for WHAT. it was a STICK."
oog: "was it a stick to koom?"
zul: "...yes? it a stick to everyone? because it IS a stick?"
oog pick up broken piece. hold them.
oog: "koom. tell zul about stick."
koom: sniffling. "koom found it on the day papa took koom to river first time. just koom and papa. no one else. papa said koom could bring one thing home and koom picked stick because it was shaped like a bird."
zul face change. slow. like sun going behind cloud.
zul: "...koom never said that."
koom: "koom didn't think koom had to."
quiet.
zul: "koom. zul sorry."
not the forced sorry. the real one. the one that come with new information.
zul pick up both piece. "maybe... zul can tie it back?"
it won't be same. they both know. but zul on the ground trying. and koom sit next to zul watching. and somewhere in the trying the fight is over.
oog walk away thinking: you will break things that don't look important. you will step on someone treasure because to you it just look like a stick. and then you will learn that everything someone carry has a story you didn't ask about.
ask about the stick. before you break it.
love, oog
Youngsters today,with their spotifys,and their Apple music,won't know the horror,of putting on a cd,and letting it play,getting to the end of the last song and then 10 minutes later,when they've forgotten about it and got used to the silence..,.... Here comes the hidden track!!!
Probably the best joke I heard on Hallowe'en,was "Why didn't the zombie eat the ghost? Cos it tasted like sheet". From a very small girl. Who I don't think got it,and I don't think was expecting it when I properly laughed at it.
There's a point in the video,where the interviewer says they've never had a crisp sandwich,and the way he moves his hands,to his coat,I was deadass certain he was going to pull a crisp sandwich out of his inside coat pocket. But unfortunately not.
Cemented my status as a fat bastard. Walking to work,and I spot some rubbish,someone has thrown away,and from 20 feet I knew it was the empty box of chocolate eclairs from Asda.
Is Tickets Scotland still a thing? I've not really been in town for ages,and all the concerts I've seen recently seem to be selling tickets through Ticketmaster. And I really can't be arsed with that shite.
So that's the bus fair been bumped up,and it's the same horrific service from First Bus. Bus was due at 6 mins past 3,but is now due at nearly 20 to 4. It's a good job I'm not trying to get to work....oh wait...that's exactly what I'm trying to do.
This is why folk complain about first bus so much. The buses are pretty regularly late. And even when you attempt to get an earlier bus,so you can get to work on time,this shit happens. And apparently they're planning a fare increase. Not sure what for.
Got a pixel 8 a few weeks ago,so far I quite like it,but it does seem to have tendancy to want to slide out of my hand. Might be cos the back of the case has a big clear panel with no grip,to show off the logo.