Taxonomy of pizza eaters

That is all. 

Friendship taxonomy

In any taxonomy of 

Friendship is is neccicary to classify persons from friends, people who whine to share you very soul, these people are at least for me universally odd in their own unique way. Wonderful as my grandmother would put it. She herself I've recently discovered marches to her own tune born a good 6 decades to soon. She of her red jumpers, and quirk. 

Next are kindred spirits, these souls are people who apeal to the mind, to whom the mind connects on some level. Aquantances are those with whom ones life shares space but one feel no connection, shared goals or ideals, or history. The masses are pretty much everyone else who one might know superficially. While one is spending time in ones attic alone reading things, these are people who's name one just can't quite remember. But who one knows off more or less. A special category of people is reserved for people one meets at church picnicks, these are people who are intensely interested in you for about 1.2 seconds during some pointless introduction, are already on to the next person in an endless game of how many people can one be introduced to in an hour..... A final category aught to be reserved for persons one meets on line, who are wonderful humans, and for who one seems to share some form of soul connection but one will proberbly never meet. The world is full of amazing interesting humans, go forth and meet them. 

Happiness

The inverse law of happiness. Time spend making beautiful things > x 3  time spent organising cap. 

Stuff

We should really all only purchase things we love. For any use at all. Beautiful things just work fucking better. 

Things I own

More on this, minimalist thought. Crockery where does it come from? Why does it always take up so much space? and why does my husband persist in constantly buying more and more stuff we don't need? I ask you?

Projects

I've been thinking recently about things that make me happy. Possibly because I'm not feeling very contented presently. Mostly I've been thinking about the stuff in my home, the money I spend on it and the things I've planned to do that do give me great joy and not done. Mainly because I was doing things like the dishes, cleaning stuff, making food, and so on. Stuff which in a perfect world would be someone else job, not mine. And I could just get on with the fulfilling work of making art and stuff. 

Books

I have spent the vast portion of today, assembling a new book shelf. Unpacking all my books and re-packing them again. This gives me immense joy. So in my journey to have less stuff. The books have not gotten the chop. ( I may need these words some day ) Yes. I am a hoarder of words. I simply cannot help myself. Words must be love and read from time to time. 

South Africa according to capetonians

Unicorns or satten

In every election there seems to be two options vote for use or your voting for the enemy. Saten. Why is this, aren't political parties supposed to be working together for the good of the nation? Polarization does not help our democracy much. 

Inertia of voting

So I voted today, grudgingly. It seems that in the last two elections, I essentially seem to spend quite a lot of time, reading discussing, forming an opinion. Carfully weighing up all the possibilities, the pro's the cons, considering the performance over the last few years of the party currently in power. And then voting the same way anyway. Why you ask? Because I can't find a party who I believe is a) telling the truth b) will make good on its election promises. The party that says all the right things, that promised freedom and equality for ALL, has gone so far astray, and lost their way that I simply refuse to vote for them. So I'm left with a grudging vote. And a vague feeling that. It will nearly be another term of the same old bulshit. 

Election Day 2016