aluminium waterbottle and keepcup aquired.

odd morning.

waiting on a replacement paypal card. my only means of getting access to money currently and something that i’m aware i must change quickly. having thought i had lost it i rang up paypal and cancelled my card only to find it in the side of my bag the next day. frustrating. annoying. now entering fifth day of no replacement card.

yesterday ordered pizza online because i had no way of getting access to any food, left house earlier today having had some shreddies at 7am and had nothing to eat since. had coffee. then parcels arrived with some goodies in that i had ordered last week to keep me reminded of my quest and thought processes coming around.

i bought a 750ml aluminium water bottle in prep for when my juicer arrives so that i can prep things each morning, get in the routine of having emergency water or drinkable substance fluids on me between journeys, locations and time frames. also got a keep cup replacement (bought cj one as well actually as a present) instead of having coffee in mugs and creating waste – trying to change my mindset once more about it. last keepcup lasted twenty four hours before i lost it. will aim to do better this time.

lay on sofa currently in studio after three hour css push this morning to get a client site a little bit more progresses. made a new menu with css and broke it on the iphone mobile site code display, no patience to learn vulcan mind tricks to make mobile browser do what i want it to do just to have it fucking break in another browser.

dislike being a master of hacks that will ultimately change at some point. coding is a an self serving ego mugs game where the only winner is a pompous exchange of code vanity over a table like waving rubber swords in someones general direction. i play not, this game.

hungry yet aware of my desire to consume, plagued by the way it is determined in nature and wants to take over my day with it’s constant quest for comfort and need. it interrupts my day with it’s call. i can feel it eating away at my stomach with it’s constant call for food like a needy child asking for games and activity. my stomach has a mission all it’s own.