The Usual

The usual means loyalty. It's funny how Brad and I have that thing in common. I am not talking about loyalty between the two of us, because that is moot. I am talking about common things we experience together or individually. Here are some of those:

Sundays. On this day, we usually have breakfast at Malaga Market. Or, we have dinner at Sizzler's. Even in ordering our food, we stick to what we usually order - All-day Brekky, Eggs Benedicts, Omelets, Etc. At dinner, we just rummage through the salad bar or just a simple medium rare steak.

Pub. We already moved to another suburb, but still, Brad is very much going to The Odin for a boys' night out. Sometimes I come along and order the usual Odin Burger or Fish 'n' Chips (kid's).

Beach. Perth has a long stretch of shoreline and there is a lot of beaches. Still, we like to spend time at City Beach. We go to other spots now and then, but we usually always end up at City's. We even park in the same spot - under the tree near the bin. LOL!

There are still so many things I miss to mention, but we always have that odd loyalty. It's not being safe, it's more of being comfy. We try new things, of course, but not as much as just sticking to what we have tried and tested. I guess, it goes to show that we are indeed loyal without any argument. :P

Giving in console style for empty

Being 99.9% at home where home should be takes its toll sometimes. It's creepy as it become boredom eventually. There is that need for me to do something, usually something to do with creativity. But, with the limited internet connection and limited resources, I recently just confine myself to books, which is not really bad at all. When did the last time I finish a good book? Or, finish reading something I've thought it's good then end up with a "crap" expression? 

I feel empty. I feel dead. I feel unproductively stagnant. Bum. Making life a proof of sloth. Adding to that idea is a predicament between a PS3 or a Wii. It's a good thing I still partially know how to make use of my idle time, mind and body. Wait, I do not have an idle body, just mind and perhaps spirit and soul.

I am still grateful of everyday. Perhaps I have inherited such privilege because my ancestors did so well with whatever they had done in the past. Saying that, I am still in the business of what they done, but in my own little way.

There is meaning to life more than this life. I know. I just know. I am just killing time.