i've been having trouble finding work, and even considering returning to canada, thinking it would be better for me to go to school and get a trade so i could make money easier as a piano technician making 80 dollars an hour and enjoying what i do, how much better is that than wasting time not working and trying not to spend money while looking for a job and not finding one but i guess not looking hard enough but why would i want to stay here anyways when there are so many other places i could go to find work. what should i do?? I'm thinking i'll move down south to hobart; i still have much to see in tasmania.
I have a car now, had it for a few weeks now, it's pretty good but im living so close to down town anyways i can easily walk anywhere. but yeah no job thing is making me think i should move on - i couldn't cut it as a tree planter, or, well, i was late for the 6.30am meeting in the parking lot of the grocery store and the rest of the guys went to work without me.. And i lost the job! it's not like i didn't try to make it, i just missed them. my reason for getting the appartment was to work for a while saving money before i can travel more and that's still my plan but i now need to start over. Maybe i can someday get to the mainland and work in some resort somewhere or restauraunt or feild picking vegetables or packing pumpkins into boxes or some other seasonal farm labor that a backpacker can easily get. unfortuntetly for me, it's hard to get work in tassie right now, but like i said, there might be a job working in some takeaway shop.

Tonight i was driving on the 2 lane highway through the bush, and i almost hit a kangarooo, i had to break real fast, the brakes squeeled, and the kangy jumped off a little scared. he's one of the lucky ones. The roads here are littered with dead marsupials; and i could often see their glowing eyes in the bushes on the side of the road.

Its saturday night so i might make my way down to the downtown where it should be getting interesting considering its past midnight. Can't spend any money but i feel ok about that, i just feel different enough already being a quiet one in a group of loud tasmanians on the drink. Should be fun though, maybe i'll set up in the mall, a street for pedestrians full of stores and benches, and watch for pretty girls asking me about canada and fights between drunk guys being like, ya lookin at me mate? yeah ? whydo'ntcha comeover heren' say that eh? eh?? arggg. There's no late night food except for greese, but i do have a good salad mixture with marinated tofus back at me place should fuel me up after a day without eating much.
Last night was fun. I hit up a bunch of bars but didn't drink anything cause i drove in to town. I later was annoyed at driving in because someone decided to let the air out of my tires, all four of them, like they unscrewed them and let the air out with their finger or something, because when i tried to drive on the highway i really noticed when it wouldn't go above 50 km an hour. That was rude, but anyways, the bars were ok, saw some music that was also ok, was hanging out with rasta who is fun to be around, he's really keen on starting a band with me but i dunno if it will take off because he's so much of a stoner and as much as i like it i'm trying to lay off it a bit and, as much as music and weed seem to go well together it's not always an improvement on your skills when you want to do something like organize what two or more people are going to play, and as much as i like listening to reggae im sometimes not sure i can stick around here to play in a reggae band when i should be traveling or , i dunno, be in a different type of environment than that, like i've been doing alot of reading but when i do hang out with nayah and eli or whoever else it is that's over at their really nice and comfortable house full of interesting things i know im going to be getting high with them which is a burst of energy but also a downer in a way because later i'll feel tired or lazy and in no mood to read or go out or make any real decisions although definitly coming up with good ideas yet not putting them into ACTION. like now im going to take action and go out, find some food maybe or just eat my salad at home, go downtown find some fun because tomorrow i'll hopefully be working in hobart.

also there's something called Footy that seems to be everywhere, all over tv and news, all australians love it, it's their national sport, but there's alot of it i think is weird and different and annoying, the players are very violent with one another and also very affectionate with each other to the point when i'm laughing at them rubbing each others stomaches or patting butts. Oh there's another thing on tv, a trend where there's alot of shows that have young teenage girls who are really badly behaved and then they're kicked back into shape, like there's one with a group of british girls go to the mountains to camp out as punishment for their drugs and stealing and drinking and smoking and swearing and being badasses, and the shows are so full of drama and fighting and hilarious scenes of teen girls who are usually hotties just getting into crazy situations and untimately becoming better people through tough no nonsense authority figures who are in this one i've been describing- the mountain bootcamp show, but theres another show called Ladette to lady that's usually pretty funny, but in a way it seems like they're always putting the girls in situations where the old british teacher ladys are like ok we're going to leave now and you can drink wine but don't drink to much because that would mean that you aren't a lady, and then the ladys do end up getting real drunk and get filmed doing crazy shit like fighting or throwing food or flashing the camera or yelling or hitting on random dudes in a pub. but it's set in this fancy mannor house estate place that's really huge and they go through weird tv reality show situations and at the end of the episode one of them gets kicked out. And yeah, more waste of time on tv but i'm sitting in my appartment watching because i don't have much else going for me here, it just sucks i agreed to keep this appartment. There was an annoying situation that i might write about later but not now, involving the appartment, but i tired of type, it's now 1am!!!!!!!

hmm it's been a while since i've done a real post so here it is

i can't remember what i talked about in my last post here, i think i just wrote about some weird dreams i had. Well i'm still having weird dreams as usual but i'll try and talk about things giong on in the real world for now. what have i been up to? have i talked about my tree planting yet? maybe a little bit, but i only worked there for 3 days before i missed work that 4th day and i guess lost my job because of it. It was a good 3 days. Interesting conversation and people- i remember a few of the funny things the guys were talking about, and the funny things they did. the whole operation seemed kindof amateur, from the gay jokes over the hand held radios (dusty is a homosexual, repeat, dusty is a homosexual , over) , to the huge fire they would set at the end of each day where they'd burn all the cardboard and plastic from the boxes that used to have trees in them. I remember seeing the guys looking at the 'people' section of the newspaper, which was just a bunch of pictures of people out at clubs or wahtever, and the guys are like, 'yeah i had sex with that one, that one, last weekend i slept in between those two', ,,, yeah come to think of it i have alot of sexual stories from treeplanting. I overheard them talking about how a woman once died for trying to have sex with a horse. i was like what really?? another time they were talking about how when one of them was 16 and at a pub an older lady took him home, and later she was like , how old you think i am, he guessed 28, she was like no higher, he guesses 30, she's like no higher, and finally it is revealed that she is 48. Then this other guy tells the story that one time he was drunk and he met this older lady who was drunk as well, and the lady asks where he's going and guy responds -whereever you're going--- so they go back to her place, which is actually an old folks home, because she's 72 years old, and i guess they make love, and it must have been an ok time because the guy goes back a month or so later to see the lady again (this guy must have been like 30) and he knocks on her door, and the neighbour comes out and tells him that she died. ouch. OH and this is an even weirder story. i'm back at the truck to refill my bucket with trees and i hear a yell, and, i didn't see this, but apparently one of the guys became aroused somehow while sitting and eating lunch, so he unzips, pulls his hardon out and is like, hey , check this out! and the other guys like aww mate that's nasty! Then the other older guy (the guy who got with the older lady) goes to tell a story about how another guy they used to work with pulled the same joke on this other guy who was from scotland, and then he did an impression of the scottish guys reaction to this other guy pulling his dink out. Meanwhile im thinking, weird eh, how tasmanian dudes would pull out their peen just to show other blokes that they got a stiffy. Now that i think of it i know i have a friend who did that once (B.B.) but i still think it's pretty weird anyways, doing that. I guess it's too bad that i didn't last more than 3, because otherwise i'd be laughing or shaking my head at all their crazy treeplanting antics.
What else is going on. It's getting cold out. I have NO money, im so poor it's ridiculis. I've been watching tv a bit, and i think it's sometimes so stupid, for example: ET: Entertainment tonight is still talking about the osmonds, donny and marie osmond, WHO CARES ABOUT THE OSMONDS?? there is a show called cheaters, where a team of Private investigators spies on a spouse and then they go and confront them with upsetting results. I saw a show that's about telling the truth, but what they do is ask terrible questions for money, like are you glad that your mother lives really far away? YES. Do you trust your boyfriend alone with your best friend? NO. Have you ever slept with someone to further your career? NO. OH NO you loose because the polygraph test has found that to be a deceptive answer. sorry. Oh yeah and i saw another one last night that was a bunch of guys together fighting over one girl, and they had to guess which one of the guys was gay- it was an australian show, it was so weird. lots of closeup shots of someone being like, i think cliff is the gay one because he's always doing this or that,, and then they're like, ok you all need to run a race to the clothes line to see who can get the best looking shirt for when you 're alone with the girl, and all the guys are like, i think I"M the one for her and i'm NOT gay.
Anyways, enough about TV. What the hell am i going to do for money? I'm thinking about working for Forestry Tasmania, picking nuts of the ground which they will later use to plant trees. It seems like a sweet job, walking around in old groth forests picking nuts off the ground and getting 80$ each bag i pick. Could be sweet. But im not sure how much longer i'll be staying here because im seriously considering giong back to london ontario in september and going to school to become a piano technician. Also i'm feeling kindof lonely out here, missing canada, ect
OK well here are some more little facts about tasmania.
There is no tipping, in restauraunts or bars or anywhere. It's kindof cool, because im so used to upset bartenders (karova in monreal especially) who get really upset when i don't tip them. Also there are no taxes, or, there are but you don't have to do the math in your head- the price is what is on the pricetag and that's great!
AND HERE ARE SOME MORE WEIRD AUSTRALIAN TERMS AND SAYINGS:
1 Hit the terbs- this means to get drunk.
2 Meet some sheilas- to meet girls, a sheila is a girl you'd like to meet.
3 Get some tucker- this is to get some food, if you're hungry, you'll get some tucker.
4 Full as a fat ladies sock - this is after you've got your tucker and eaten it, you're full

Here are a few points i wrote down on a book I recently read: lectures on natural theology by carl sagan, from the mid 1980's.


A serious search for God is one with rigorous standards of scrutiny. How is it that the eternal and omniscient creator from the bible can assert so many fundamental misconceptions about creation? Is the earth 6,000 years old? Have we been created separate from all other living things, or have we evolved over the eons through natural selection? Which offers the more satisfying spiritual experience? Science or Genesis?
Perhaps the little we know about nature suggests that we know even less about God. The laws of the cosmos guide the evolution of trillions if not infinite amounts of stars and worlds. With our new knowledge, we've made the God who created "THE" world seem hopelessly local and dated, bound to transparently human misconceptions of the past. Why separate science from sacred; searching for what is true from the truths which inspire love and awe. our understanding of the sacred is complete, while the search for Truth is never ending. One should search for sacred knowledge, not a pallative for ones fears. What should be wanted is not the will or faith to believe, but the desire to find out; which is the exact opposite.
Institutional religion, choosing to deny new revelation, can do little more than build a protective wall around itself. We cling to a spiritual ideology that is rootless in nature, and in many ways, contemptuous of what is natural. We are star stuff, pondering the stars; organized assemblages of 10 billion billion billion atoms. And we humans are tracing the long journey by which, here at least, consciousness arose.
Is God but the wall that stops all further questioning? Why does something exist rather than nothing? Who are we? Why are we here? It's through errors, and asking questions, that insights emerge.
We sit somewhere between godlessness and superstition; superstition being belief without evidence.
The word religion comes from the latin for 'binding together.' The objectives of religion and science are identical, or nearly so, but the question has to do with the reliability of the truths claimed by the two fields, and their methods of approach.
It's difficult to know WHO we are without knowing WHERE and WHEN we are. The universe is mainly made of nothing; something is the exception. Darkness is common; light the exception. The universe is almost complete impenetrable darkness, and the sparse sources of light, the stars, dot the prevalence of black. The world we live on is part of a vast collection of worlds, many of which are much smaller, few of which are much larger. There are about a trillion such worlds around our sun. And our star , of course, is one of a vast multitude. The stars we see in the night sky are part of a huge concentration of stars that we now call the Milky Way Galaxy; one with a specific shape, and specific center; 400 billion stars,of which our sun is one. The sun is a reasonably typical star in the Milky Way, located somewhere on the edge, far from the center. And there are many galaxies; more galaxies in the universe than stars in the milky way. This vast number of worlds, the enormous scale of the universe, has not been taken into account, even superficially, by the religions of the world- especially the western religions....
It seems the earth is of very little consequence. We've learned that the earth is not the center of the solar system; in fact we have learned that there are a great many solar systems. It was unsettling to discover these facts. The church threatened to torture Galileo if he persisted in the heresy to claim that the earth moved around the sun. It was serious business. When we see a comet or a supernovae explosion with the naked eye, what does that do for the idea of perfect unchanging heavens? Geological and paleontological evidence accumulates, proving that the earth is much older than a few thousand years. And so, in time, as in space, we've been wrong; we know know that the earth is 4,500 million years old. The debate continues.
And what about creationism? Does the complexity of a single bacteria show evidence for a creator? Or, is it possible for enormous order to emerge from a more disordered natural world, without a creators 'hand.' The idea behind natural selection is that there is hereditary material which had the potential for spontaneous change, expressed in external form or function of an organism, and that organisms made many more copies of themselves than the environment could support, and therefore that some selection among various natural experiments was made by the environment for reproductive success; this means that some organisms, by pure accident, were better suited to their environment and to leaving offspring than others. Over immense vistas of time, the complexity and beauty of the biological world on earth may evolve. The universe is consistent of the evolution of stars and planetary systems; life and intelligence have evolved- at least here.
Is the universe designed with the goal of generating and sustaining observers? Are there multiple universes? Alternative universes splitting off at every instant?
It was long believed that the planets were held in their orbits by crystal spheres, controlled by the gods or god. Once, god was thought to control the bloom of each and every flower; which we now know to be false. As sciences advance, there seems to be less and less for a god to do. It seems that whatever we can't explain lately is attributed to a god- and then after a while, we explain it, and so it's no longer gods realm. Now, it seems that maybe god got the universe going, established the laws of nature, then retired, or went somewhere else. The most major question is now the origin of life. The evidence is fossil record. Animals over the eons are too similar, chimps and humans are very similar too. We see the remains of species extinct, even recovering their organic matter. What we have today is quite different from what was present at the time of the origin of life. But we have seen organic molecules in the comets, and data that suggests complex organic molecules in the outer solar system, and everywhere else for that matter. There is evidence to suggest that the origin of life is in some sense, located in the laws of physics and chemistry.
When a religion believes the world will end, or that with enough faith its believers can levitate, what are the skeptical to think. Perhaps with more faith it would work. In reality, there are probably more liars than believers. Because the same motivations, people claim they were abducted by aliens, or that they have an original religious relic like a piece of the true cross. And of the ancient religions- history is re-written over time. If all wisdom passes through a small group, or priesthood, think of how they could change the facts or fabricate new fantastic tales of gods and men.
In religious questions, if we have an emotional stake in the answers, if we want so badly to believe, then it should be important to know the truth and be skeptical. Like buying a used car, it needs to work; a friendly salesman is insufficient. Natural theology is theological knowledge based on reason, experience and experiment alone; a somewhat novel look at religion.
The Romans called the Christians atheists, because they didn't believe in the Olympian gods. Judiasm, christianity and Islam are very similar, having a god that is omnipotent, omniscient, compassionate, loving, created the universe, responsive to prayer, intervenes in human affairs, and so on.... but what if we had proof of a being that had some of these qualities; originated the universe but indifferent to prayer, omnipotent but not omniscient, or oblivious to the existence of humans? The range of hypotheses covered under the idea of 'god' is immense. God could be thought of as the total number of physical laws in the universe; gravitation, plus quantum mechanics plus unified theory, plus more. Laws that apply to the most distant galaxies. There is great power in this regularity- no one can deny the laws of nature.
There is a huge range of belifs, and a grab bag of religions and alternatives. Usually, a religious convert joins the religion of their community; people from the west rarely have visions of a blue headed elephant god, as is common in india. How is it that appreciation of an elephant god happens only in India, or in places with a strong indian tradition? Why are visions of virgin mary common in the west and not the east? Why don't religious belifs cross cultural barriers? Religion is culture, music, art, ritual; attractive to the young.
Would you accept a new prophet, claiming revelation from god, and saying all previous religions are false? First, I woudl ask, what is the evidence? It is insufficent to say "well, a really charisthmatic person told me!" We cannot depend entirely on what is said or written.
But, you may ask, with the world full of things, who made them? You could say: the universe was always here, or, god was always here. Or ask, what happened before the 'big bang'? Or do we live in an oscillating universe with an infinite number of expansions and contractions? The answer will surely be found in contemporary satellite astronomy.
The universe and god- Is there no beginning and no end? Maybe beginning with no end, or no beginning with an end? A universe with a finite or infinte age?
And what of intellegence? Did god put it there or was it natural selection? Is consciousness a function of the number and complexity of neuronal linkages, archetecture of the brain?
THESE 4 STATEMENTS CANNOT ALL BE TRUE
God is benevolent.
God is omniscient.
God is omnipotent.
Evil exists.

Arguments for the existence of god, in the western sence, are not very compelling- they go after the emotions. Why is god so clear in the bible, yet so obscure in the world? Why is god never seen?
Hammurabi said that his code of laws was given to him by the god Marduk; a claim that probably isn't true because, when you think about it, his subjects would be more likely to follow the laws if a they were given to hammurabi by god, more so than if hamurabi wrote them up himself.
What does religion offer? Ethical standards for adults, stories for children, social organization for adolescents, ceremonials and rites of passage, history, literature, music, solace in times of bereavement, continuity with the past, faith in the future. But there is much that religion does not provide....
Tradition is a precious thing- it is a gift from our ancestors, but it is important to remember that it is created by humans for their purposes. In a changing world, our survival depends on our ability to change rapidly. Indeed, there is unprecedented change occuring right now, in 2008. We've moved from the spead of horses to the speed of rockets; and in communications, the speed of light.
We, as humans, want to investigate the natural world, and the nature of ourselves. Many different animals have intellegence and emotions, but it is our intellegence- our interest in figguring things out; our manipulative abilities coupled with our engineering talents- that is responsible for our success. Our populations are HUGE, with outposts everywhere, including antacrtica, the ocean depths, earths orbit,moving outwards to other planets, and with the voyager space probes, beyond the solar system.
We started out as itinerant tribespeople millions of years ago, with loyalty only to a small group, an allegiance to about a hundred people. Groups merged and grew large, became city states, settled nations, and empires. Today, a person is typically a mix of political, economic, ethnic and religious identifications, owing allegence to a group or groups consiting of a hundred million or more. Soon, identity will be with the Human Species.
But our history is, in part, a battle of inadequit myths. The idea that I have accepted a conventional wisdom that no longer, if it ever did, corresponds to an external reality is something to consider. It's a painful realization; but in a complex universe, in a society undergoing unprecedented change, how can we find the truth if we are not willing to question Everything? Very few religions accomodate the astonishing discoveries of the last few centuries.
How rare is it that we see a projection 20, 50 or 100 years in the future of a world in which we have come to our senses and figgured things out? There is nothing that says we will fail. We have solved many difficult problems. It used to be argued that all kings were divinely selected by god- yet we are now enlightened and know that they are not. Slavery has been eliminated. The status of women has improved. Diseases, thought as inevitable and god given facts of life have been cured. We have accomplished much, yet there is still much to be done...
Kings and slaveholders claimed the divine right of their rule over others. We cannot limit ourselves to one idea, one religion, one language, or one planet. It takes courage to greet the universe as it really is; to avoid putting our emotional dispositions onto it, but to explore.
It is wrong for a religion to make false pronouncements on matters astronomical, physical and biological ( the Bible is quite clear about the earth being flat for example), even if they have made significant contributions to human behaviour. Isn't the goal of religion to have a personal god, to have a purpose for individuals? What is the purpose of life? Surely, you could say, it's not in the stars. But lifes purpose is not imposed from the outside. We make our purpose, we don't find it in a book written thousands of years ago.
If we can understand the issues, pose the right questions, point out the contradictions, then we can make some progress. It is within our capability to survive; yet if we don't make a change in our thinking, all is lost.

so last night i had this dream that was soo weird.
when i woke from it i turned on the light to write it down,
here is some of what i remember
-the location was montreal, somewhere-
where exactly, im not sure, it's kindof ambiguous.
kindof shifting between:
outside of casa/ an appartment above casa,
and my old appartment of 5752 and the above apt. of 5754.

the first thing i really remember is trying to go up a flight of stairs up to some party. I could hear loud music, there was lots of people on the street and in the stairway. I feel like this was, at first, outside of casa- that flight of stairs that always has loud music at the top. When I try to go up the stairs this girl runs up and grabs me half way and tells me to get down, or get out, or get lost or something. There are lots of people everywhere and loud music, so we have a conversation where we yell at each other and don't really understand what we're saying, so finally i understand and go back down to the street.
So im back on the street, but now im not outside of casa. I'm still on st. laurent, but im outside what i think is 5752/5754. It's almost as if I had returned from my travels and stumbled upon this party. There's the party upstairs, perhaps on the 3rd floor, that i couldn't get into, and it's as if I know that i am moving into 5754, I seem to know that one of the bedrooms there is mine. So it's like, hey, im home again, cool, the house is full of people, it's a crazy party, lots of interesting people, alot of people i know, other people i meet and they tell me they're in such and such a band that im familiar with so that's cool, and i end up hanging out for i;m not sure how long.
At one point i go into what I know is My bedroom, but it's full of other peoples stuff for some reason. There are a few guys in there too and they start passing around joints which I partake in. At one point I notice that, smoking with us, is the girl who kicked me out of the stairwell at the beginning of the dream. We can hear each other this time so i end up asking her why she kicked me out of the stairwell, why she didn't let me go into the party, and she says something like 'i couldn't understand you,' and she gave me a few reasons as to why she couldn't understand. I'm like oh ok. AND THEN i notice something really weird: i sense something in my mouth, and i realize that the reason she didn't understand me was because i had something in my mouth. so, i begin pulling out these small vynil records from my mouth, these really small records of various sizes and bright colors. It was so strange, I pulled out over 10 of them, and put them on a shelf in what i thought was supposed to be my bedroom. Then I noticed that the room was completely different than how it was when I first entered it. I begin to question the reality of this scenario- wait a minute is this a dream? And suddenly i'm alone in the place, and i like, wait this is clearly a dream because how often do i have records in my mouth....
then i woke up, reflected on the dream, turned on the light and wrote down what i could on the book that was already open to the page of dream records. This dream was so weird , but at the same time i really enjoyed it. such a cool atmosphere to it. a dark party in montreal. all i had to do to realize how much i miss that town was to leave it and go to tasmania. As beautiful as it is here , i must say that tasmania is no montreal, and comparing the two cultures, I would have to say that montreal is superior in many ways. When i left montreal i was feeling quite sick of it- too many people, too big a city, too much french i don't understand, too much social bullshit i want to avoid, too much marajawana that i could get too easily, too much sleeping in late ,and not enough meaning to my life, not enough money making oppourtunities or school. but yeah, now i'm kindof missing it, and thinking that i might someday return, go to university maybe. i dunno. Another part of me really is missing london ontario and thinking it could be great to live there again, go to western for the piano technician program, and just be in the city i spent my first 18 years again. I'm not sure. I'm also looking into Teaching english as a second language somewhere... somewhere in asia.

but i don't have too much time now, and i want to write down this 2nd dream i had last night. It's not as interesting as the first, and i don't remember as much, except that i was close to water, perhaps in london ontario where richmond st. meets the thames river. at one point i realized that I could levitate if i concentrated hard enough. after experimenting with this for a while, i would levitate myself over the rough water of the river. This was a great feeling. Then a bit later in the dream, a close friend of mine died, perhaps because he was trying to levitate as well, and failed. It was kindof sad; his mom was there, and i felt as though it was my fault. too bad. but levitation! how cool is that.

man i wish i could fly in real life.
i've got this huge volume of philip k. dick books, 5 books in one big book, and i think it's affecting (or effecting?) my dream life.
anyways i should go. in my current journal i have about 30 pages of dreams written down, maybe i'll write some more in here later.
yeah

also, because it's been a while, i'll post some more australian terms. because i don't have time, this is something i wrote on a friends 'wall' a while ago. These are just some, although i have a few more.


ARVO- afternoon.'see ya this arvo.''Wotta ya doin' this arvo?''Reckoned he was gunna deliver ém last week, an' he doesn't turn up till yesterday-bloody-arvo.'
BEAUT-very good, first class.
BITE-A request such as 'Can I bite you for a smoke, mate?' An aussie would hand you his packet and say, 'Sure-help yourself', unless he considered you to be a 'BOT'.
BOT- Anyone who lives by constantly 'putting the bite on' others is a 'bot'. Bots are allergic to work, impervious to insult, and although they have no visible means of support, are nearly always drunk.
DYKE- A toilet. Also known as 'dunny', a 'shouse', a 'toot'. A place in which to 'spend a penny', or to 'pay a visit', or to 'kill a snake'.The practice of 'kangarooing the dyke'- squatting on it with your feet on the seat - is reprehensible, and frowned upon by all purveyors of public amenities.
4 ways to say QUIT WORRYING, ALL'S WELL
'She's apples''She'll be sweet''She's Jake'
Rotten- drunk
Yabber-smalltalk, yacketty yack.
Yakker- work. A tough job is a 'hard yakker'
Yike- A brawl.

so im not sure what to do now, now that i've lost me job tree planting,
even though i hear that they 're not even working at the moment,
the last few days the guys were supposedly working for free,
going over trees that they've already planted,
and making sure that they're in all the way,
so in the end, i lost my job because i missed a day of work,
a day that I would have had to work FOR FREE,
like i would have worked all day WITHOUT PAY,
now, you'd think that I would be doing it because-
i had worked there and the work was not up to par,
and thus the team, including me, had to go back and re-do it,
but, thing is, this is work that the team did before I joined the team,

so, i lost my job because i failed to go in
on a day where i was supposed to work for free
to do a quality check on a field that i didn't even plant,
is that lame? i think it's lame.
anyways, im still waiting for them to pay me for my 3 days of work,
3600 trees, at, i think, 7 cents per tree

welll, I'm paid up for rent this week, and might have enough to pay next,
but i just need to be really careful, not spend much on food,
and have only free fun for a while,

-about a week ago i went inside that abandoned hospital near my house,
it was amazing, on a holiday friday (anzac day, like canadian november 11th)
It's this huge place, what can i say- Amazing!
the only thing i could do now is go back and take pictures,
the whole time i was there i was thinking how i'd have to come back.
It's pretty convinient with it right accross the street.
but it's kindof creepy at the same time,
not sure if i'd want to go back at night,,
I went there once during the day with 2 friends,
the young married couple evan and jenn i met grapepicking.
they were the ones that suggested we go inside and check it out,
and they wanted to leave almost as soon as we climbed through the broken window.
it was kindof creepy, it started pouring rain as soon as we got there,
there was broken glass everywhere,
i think the young people like to go in there and smash up the place for fun,
the first few floors are torn up the worst.
i find that kindof think beautiful in a way,
so after a few, that rainy day, we had to leave,
there were loud noises coming from the upper floors-
im quite sure it was the wind blowing doors open and slaming them shut,
whatever it was, it scared us and we took off,
i also know that there are possibly homeless people living there,
cause the first time in there i came upon a smelly room full of cloths,
,remains of meals, cigarette butts, and a bed made of hospital debris,
who knows maybe whoever it was still lives there,
not sure, ima go back with a camera sometime in the future.

lots more to say but i have to go now,

hey so there;s lots giong on, not much time to write it out,
been working, and hanging out,
still in launceston, tasmania,
was doing grapepicking, was a treeplanter for a little while too,
im disappointed tree planting didn't work out, but it was rough,
and weather in the winter here is pretty rainy,
seasons being opposite times from what im used to,,,
i expect to be kicked off the computer shortly but,
i thought i'd try and write a few things down,
i've been doing some writing in my book 8,
but sometimes i try to get things down in here,

anyways, treeplanting was rough,
and i got fired over text message.
brutal, and what sucks more is that,
i am writing a letter to my family in ottawa,
talking about the sweet job i got tree planting,
and after i write alot about how great thigns are giong,
i get the text saying im fired, brutal,

but i have a couple more possibly better job oppourtunities,
things is, i have to work before i can start traveling again,
i also moved out of backpackers, into a nice 1 bedroom appartment,
it's pretty nice, to have quiet back again,
quite a difference from staying in dorm rooms,

i was staying for a while at a place called Irish murphys,
it was nice, sometimes had the room to myself,
live music every night downstairs was sometimes good
sometimes bad, but it wasn't as loud as the cars that drive by,
-the cars here are reallly lout, people like to race them,
get them so loud, and drive around the block,
again and again some nights,

good that i moved out, now im not so central,
been meeting alot of people, work has been alright,
though i need to learn to save my money,
and also to get out there and have fun,
though i've been staying in and doing alot of reading,
that's been good,
and taking advantage of the library,
taking out books and free internet,
yesterday i scanned book 7 of self portraits,
and put them onto me photo website,
CHECKIT
hold that thought, i need to get off the computer