Paul Lee

Colour in a picture is like enthusiasm in life. - Vincent Van Gogh

My site loaded and I thought, "I need to inject some colour in 'ere."
..And 'twas about time I plonked in a photo.
'tis one of the parrots that come visit my house every so often. Taken a few weeks back when the 2 of them perched on my kitchen sill and started squawking for food. They are tame enough to eat from my hand, but then there's all that talk about bird flu going around...

I love the photo coz of the back parrot's blue head poppin' up. It's simply....cute.
I love the photo coz I didn't have to zoom in, they were really, really this close.
I also love it that he's got a bit of seed in his mouth, they both do...
And the colours... Honestly , they've pretty much got the colour wheel covered!

I've named him Paul Lee.... Get it?....wanna cracker?
Rather corny, I know.
I have a knack for corny pet names...
I mean a lizard named El-lizard-beth...
...What the duck?
...How bout that horny dog me, Vince and Roger saw the other day... Humphrey, or 'Hump-free'?

haha......hah...................hah.............

I'm happy. Thursday is over and the weekend is fast approaching.

Consumer Rights

Too many hearts have been broken, failing to trust what they feel. - Dan Fogelberg, Believe In Me

Consumed I am with life at the moment. Consumed I am with work, the relationship, the house, the new flatmate, the parents, friends etc. So consumed, that I am losing track of the scale of things, the concept of time and the point of it all.

Work. I.W is really sucking me in. It's sucking us all in. Is it due to it's nature- being a final year subject, or is it because I'm stuck in a group of perfectionists who really take pride in what they churn out every week. The pressure increases as there can never be too many shining lights in a group and don't we all want to be brilliant....

Someone got ill stressing about it 3 weeks ago. I think we (or rather I..) need to inject the compassion and the enjoyment in it all again. It's hard to say...screw her preferences, screw the system, screw the constraints, screw the grades.... this is me. Take me or leave me. But dammit, I don't want to be left behind...

Relationships. Time flies when you're in a content state of mind. When you are sharing your time. When every moment can be utilized and there is new meaning to the days and nights. When your biggest fear is not the present, but the future. One day, all this will be nothing but a phase. I know it, I just know it.... everytime life moves fast like this, it is followed by a pause and a silent reflection of what just happened. And a yearning to rekindle. Well I'm living in this rekindlement now.

Health. I don't know about you guys, but when I get ill... or injured... and I'm lying in my bed with a temperature and a sore throat or something... I just think about being healthy again. God, make me normal again!! And I think, WHEN I am healthy, I will not take it for granted. Vince had a pretty scary eye problem which got me reasearching conditions like glaucoma and optic neuritis which led on to further readings of stuff like Multiple Sclerosis. Which just got me thinking... damn, I'm in perfect health at the moment....and I'm finding all these other things to worry about, when some people constantly walk around with acute pains up their asses or something. (and I'm not talking about the mother-in-law)...
...So I went off to cook myself some broccoli. But really fellas, I know it's been said over and over again...but we really don't know what we've got till it's gone. I only had to spend 3 weeks in bed with impaired vision in Nottingham and I tell you... I came out of it all less naive.....

I think I might blog more these days... I've forgotten how therapeutic writing can get...

Dashing through the sand

Won't be long till summer time is through, Not for us now
Every now and then we hear our song, We've been having fun all summer long -The Beach Boys, All Summer Long

Where has all that sand and sunshine gone? Why does my kitchen seem smaller now? Was the dishwasher actually on that whole night? I wonder how long the squished lizard on the floor board was there for? How do slugs reverberate? Are Steve & I really psychic? How could I have forgotten the 3rd tenor? Are bluebottle tentacles still poisonous after they're dead and dry?

Let this not be the last Piss&Cards.... cheers to alcoholic watermelon smoothies.





*more photos to be passed around later. I thought it might be appreciated if I posted decent sized group shots....