Sta.sh
Tired 
It has been a very, very long time since I last was active... And technically I still am not, just managed to pirate an internet connection (18kbps LAWL) for the evening. So the 2,164 messages will be ignored until I get some real internet upon my arrival in the UK. Eventually.
In recent news: I am not dead. Just technologically absent, cos South Africa is literally still the heart of darkness in this respect. My only internet is what I can get from my mobile. Which isn't much. I barely get email... But if plans go well, I will be in the UK by the end of February. Visa has been submitted for approval after the bulk of the Commission's paperwork.
This country sucks.
Also: I am now single again... Not a week after we returned to SA, my girlfriend of 1 year and about 3 to 5 months decided she wanted to be single and subsequently dumped me. I live in the same house. Where she has new boys picking her up every weekend for whatever it is she gets from them. FML indeed...
Well, amend that. I got a new one, but she's equally batshit crazy though in the opposite direction. Where Chantelle sucked me dry for her own ends, Liz is like walking negativity. Joy... Won't last, if I have my way I'll be single again first week of 2011... So, again, FML...
This country sucks.
I hate the heat. It's crap, and I hate it. Thank the GODS I have aircon at work... I'm currently a sales consultant at MTN - a South African mobile network - after working as a waitor. Don't. Ever. Do. It. Waiting tables SUCKS! Cellular is far better, and it's devouring my soul. Says a lot. Pay's decent, but gods... Drainage. I get home and wish for death just so I can fucking sleep...
This country sucks.
I have quit drinking. 3 drink limit, and that's it. Long gone are my days of mindless inebriation, no more shall I experience "Lost Days" (or weeks in a few cases). This is good. My kidneys approve. Though considering recent events, I could use a vodka or dozen.
Country sucks less, but still sucks.
My band, who previously excommunicated me, have come to me and our bond is repaired. Practice for the reformed Unorthodox - now Conviction - starts next week. This is, of course, very win.
Less suckage, but still sucky enough to suck.
Considering the bits of the country that have caused grief, I have written a lot recently. So expect this when I get to the UK. Can't do it now, crap internet and I left my file at home anyway. Fail.
Yep, still sucks.
Finally, I would like to wish all my friends and fans very happy holidays, albeit a bit late, and a roaring New Year. Won't be on after tonight unless I'm significantly lucky, so until then, adieu.
Love and metal. 
Jono
PS: Yes, everybody, including her mother, agrees that she's batshit crazy for leaving me. Yes, I'm deeply hurt. No, I'm not going to discuss it unless you really want to dig up some pain, I will talk when I'm ready.
PPS: I won't reply for some time, feel free to comment however. I may, perhaps, get opportunity sooner than expected. I will try, and the comments make me feel good anyway. I mean no offence, but the internet is against me. SA SUCKS!
PPPS: I wonder if any of you remember me... Or will reply. Won't be offended if you don't, so don't feel obliged. Forgive my pessimism, but I've had a very rough lesson in friendship since I got back... Not many left I'm afraid...
EDIT: In all of this I almost forgot. I have shaved my hair off. Had to, for work. Number 4 after 2 years of growing it... LAME! Also got a number of new piercings. 2 more lip, one upper lobe, nipple and navel. A friend does piercings, and when we get bored or pissed off, we stick needles in me and I get a free - albeit randomly located - piercing. Did my spetum, tongue, and 'nads too, but took 'em out. Going to redo septum (was skew) and maybe get another nipple stud or two. Definitely going to do my top lobes more, after I quit MTN. And then I'm shaving a mohawk into my hair. Yes, I really am, I'm not joking, I WILL doit. And subsequently lol, cos the rest is getting razor shaved off.
Anyway.
Love and metal as always.
Jono.
