Week 28, 2026: No nothing
Merry melancholy. Many a melancholy, I mean. I spent the week feeling extremely bad about something that I later learned I’d been over-thinking.
Rather than attend any of the events in my calendar, I cancelled them and tried to feel a little less tired. I should’ve seen it coming, really, with the week I had.
It’s so nice when my mother and I agree for hours on the telephone. It’s like drinking water I got parched for as a child. Oh this reminds me of a funny thing Sheng Wang said in one of his specials. I really recommend Purple. The colour but also the special. Sheng has this beautiful, lyrical way of speaking. A girl told me last week about her new favourite cheese, so I went to the cheese shop and bought it. Ate it in five clean bites. No bread, no nothing. That’s to say, recommendations can be pretty good. I think you should watch Purple and then tell me about it.
There was one event I did attend. I ran into Anja there. That really surprised me, having my first run-in here so soon. It was an event where a bunch of people go on stage and give a short talk about something outside their area of expertise. All three talks were fantastic. I couldn’t believe how funny everyone was.
The guy sat to my right likes cryptic crosswords and films made before the fall of the Berlin Wall. He asked good questions but didn’t seem too impressed by my answers. During one of the breaks, he asked me how I’d like to be buried. I said, I like the idea of being cremated and then turned into a tree but I can’t shake the thought that you can feel stuff like that. He, in turn, did this shake of the head that white boys do when they’ve just heard something they think is stupid or silly, often of a spiritual nature. Still, I liked that he listened to the ends of my sentences. That can be hard to find with strangers because they don’t owe you the right to be heard. He might not have liked what he heard but he wanted to hear all of it and that made me wish I said goodbye to him on the way out.
I also went into the office for the first time the other day. We had a team lunch afterwards. One of the girls told me the poke bowl is really nice at this place and I pretended to consider it. I wasn’t certain on who was going to pick up the bill but I ordered a steak just in case. Worst case: a steak. Best case: a free steak. Can’t lose a win-win. They were screening Egypt v Australia on the big TV and that was looking like a win too until it became a lose-lose-lose. Three goals that ruined a 2-0, all in the last half hour or so. It was disastrous. I had to contain myself from getting emotional, which is silly because this is all meant to be a bit of fun and since when do I even care about football?
Sunday was nice because my colleague picked me up at 7am for a walk around her ends with her dog Bongo and then there was the custard taiyaki and park with A.