Swimmer's ear

If the lineation is a little off, the syntax skewed, jesus, I couldn't even spell skewed, have I got it right? It's because I make all my posts from a credit-card- sized samsung mobile phone.

The props are pretty much the same every time, blinds flapping, sunlight falling down in squares and rectangles, rumpled sheets, a milk crate full of novels - lengths of plywood, and building materials stacked at the back - anyhow the props are the same - the hawks outside, sometimes even a gorgeously muscular monitor lizard creeping past my window - it's a metre long.

My boat isn't finished yet - I'm feeling like I just want this transition phase over with - I want the boat fully furnished - damn I want places to PUT things. A place for my shirts and shorts, a place for books, I want to be able to collect things and display them.

I want to elaborate on this life of mine. In short, I want to line my nest.

Yesterday I screwed on a double layer of Hardiflex fire-resistant sheeting with an air-gap in between. This will serve as a heat restistant structure on which to mount my bio ethanol firebox/fireplace.

I don't have a computer at the moment. I really need one. Really.

I'm feeling paranoid and combative. It's partially frustration that I'm not doing what I need to be doing, writing, creating, emoting. And it's partly not having money enough to go travelling the river. It's partly being stuck in a small town for the next couple of months. It's partly being harassed by a government job agency which are trying to coerce me into attending interviews even though I've voluntarily removed myself from the government allowance (I was briefly on it during a gap in harvest seasons - while building the boat) I sent them a gorgeously erratic email last night, in which I purposely kept lapsing into the third person, eg... he has been seeking legal advice...or should you force these inappropriate and coercive measures upon him, he will, blah blah blah... yeah, crazy huh.

Everybody fears a crazy man...worked for mohammed ali... What have I got to lose? If I play this game too well...

I forgot to mention the swimmers ear. I can barely hear a thing. I went in to the chemist and said I've got swimmers ear, I said this could be quite handy, what, what did you say WHAT?