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The Night is When Dandy’s Mind Truly Comes Alive

And by night, I of course mean ‘4 in the morning’.

How is it hanging, WordPress? Are we all getting enough peace and love? Or cake? Cake normally is made with peace and love. Unless it’s those mass produced ones that you find in Woolworths or Coles. Then it’s probably made by a machine and as we all know, machines can’t make love. Unless it’s one of ‘those’ kinds of machines. You know, the one that normally has a whole tag dedicated to it on porn sites. Whoa, almost waded too deeply into the tar pit there …

So normally, Dandy’s nights comprise of fearing the future, wondering why his friends have suddenly all disappeared and quasi-excitement in regards to the coming days. It’s odd, really. The end result is neither a positive or negative feeling. Just it’s own slice of neutral mental carnage,  feelings and nonsense haplessly slapped together by a mentally hyperactive brain that has trouble absorbing anything said past the 5 second mark in a conversation. I really need to get that sorted out …

Usually, if it’s the day before, I just think about karate. It’s like a premeditation of the lesson. It’s actually quite therapeutic unless I am worried about my execution of new techniques coming off as sloppy. Which they normally do but you’ve got to learn somehow. I am still a bit upset about my torn tendon and not being able to do the usual 50 push ups morning and night anymore. But I suppose I will be stronger the next time around that I reach that level of physical strength.

You know, I had a whole bottle of banana flavoured milk a few hours ago. It was probably the most delectable beverage I have ever had the pleasure of chugging down on a summer night. I mean sure, the scent attracted enough of those fruit flies to make a visible cloud of insect black but it was the perfect time to free up some of that refrigerator space. Combine that with some quality time that involved a PS1 and some Mega Man X6 (I know it’s arguably the worst game in the series, I know) and I’d say that it was definitely all worth it. That’s what is currently on my mind at the moment.

Now it’s sort of switched over to a ‘Oh crudcake, would you look at that time, yo?’ kind of thought process. I think it’s time to call it a well spent night.

The text reads:  "Banana Milk. Perfect for luring Dandies to the fridge. WARNING: Dandy may fight you if you attempt to drink contents."
The text reads:
“Banana Milk. WARNING: Freaking Delicious.”

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: Found Excuse to Post When Wanting to Post While Having Nothing to Post About.

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Dandy, a slightly spiritual and shamelessly materialistic paradox of a person, posts a handful of meek blog entries reflecting upon his daily experiences, scatterbrained thoughts and/or all types of crazy crap.

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