Stuck in the city

Well I made it down to the city (christchurch) to 'work' no less, yes I am a fool or maybe a horse, proably not a horse as these animals don't like me and have a habit of throwing me off.

I have been saying with my mother! yes we are still talking, just. This has been one of the longest weeks of my life, people are always complaining "where does the time go" they say, well I have the answer 'a week with your mother' will stretch that week right out.

Seems the sounds are getting under my skin (yes I'm getting soundsy) which basically means I now wear save-mart cloths and can't stand going to town. I find the city is so cold now and it has nothing for me anymore. I always was a country boy at heart or maybe it's just i don't like people that much and they are everywhere down here and they are breeding, I don't think any of them have a clue way they are breeding, I know but I'm not telling. The main problem I have at the moment is work and finding a way to do of little of it as possable, I have been thinking if I could get away with just 3 months work a year that would be about right, so 3 months work, 3 months pig hunting, 3 months fishing, 3 months talking bullshit, sounds like a full year to me.

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