I am alone this weekend with no plans. Nella is always busy in weekends, Vivian back to her Deepshitville home town and most of the Jedis are resting indoors or away on a long weekend trip. Nobody else from my little black book is available and I can’t ask anyone out cause The phone call requires me to be on standby for an international flight at a few hours notice. It's all very thrilling.
Meh.
It was a good weekend to be home and play with Verbal and I don’t really feel like anything else.
There are stars above. We don’t see that very often in Jakarta but tonight, the sky’s littered with them tiny little floating things. I felt like outside and took Verbal for a basketball game and shot a few hoops. The tiny floating stars were beautiful and I enjoyed playing outside almost as much as the dog. When he knows how to do a grab and pass my dog will make an excellent point guard.
Nobody else was playing at nine in the evening and even the roads were deserted. Maybe Jakarta does get tired sometimes.
A lot of things are happening. Nothing much to tell in the home and heart front so there will be the regular smutty tales. I am exploring a project in producing something and currently working on a few materials, mostly to do with affairs, long distance relationships, lies, betrayals, love and all the other usual shit. In other words, it’s business as usual. I’ve been writing a little more than usual on the Indonesian election and they’re mostly here.
I am juggling a few things and I bound to break one or more. I may travel a little bit and I don’t promise to make sense to anyone. I don’t always make sense to myself either.
Have a good weekend, all.
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