Suede Shoes And A Donkey Parable (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: December 24, 1998

Library Computer Trouble

The time was near 2:30 p.m. when I left for Campbelltown with a computer disk in my pocket for the Library’s computers. Once at the library I jumped straight onto a computer and as luck would have it they had Microsoft Word 7 which is barely compatible with any other Microsoft Word packages. Firstly I tried to load the conversion to 95 which usually works on the computers but I was sad to see that it loaded nothing but a blank screen.

Hopefully I was going to get a bit better of a result with the normal save and once again it loaded but with nothing there. Not giving up I changed the screen formats so I could see them in different views and as my luck had it they were there only in different styles and formats. Copying the words to other pages I quickly found a font that spoke for itself and centering the Sonnets onto their own pages I printed them out.

Once that was done I walked to a photo developing shop as I knew they would be able to laminate my Sonnets. Around this time I was flicking through my money thinking what I should and shouldn’t spend on it. This is when I thought that I should scrap the money for buying food in the next couple of days and place that into Lyssa’s laminating, the shoes I wanted to buy and new years eve.

Laminating Lyssa's Sonnets

Twenty minutes was the wait in the photo development shop for my laminations so in that time I walked around looking for good shoes to buy. Yesterday on the way home from the City I checked out K-Mart and the other place in the Mall like Lyssa told me to but I couldn’t find anything to my liking. Checking out two shoe stores that weren’t open last night I found one shop to be very expensive but the other being relatively cheap with cheap looking shoes.

On the way out of one of the shops near Commonwealth Bank I headed back to pick up the laminations and I was going to have the woman cut them down to size but that would have caused bubbles in the lamination later in life so I left them the size they were. Because of that I can’t stick a string through them now and combine them. I was also going to head to Lyssa’s house and just slip them under the door if I couldn’t open her door with my Credit Card but I decided against it as it was getting hot and it would have been a lengthy walk to her house and back home.

Choosing Shoes Under Pressure

Walking back to one of the shoe stores that I had seen great shoes at $60 and being half price I walked in to try them on. They had my size shoe and trying them on they looked good but I just wasn’t sure if they would look good with my new outfit now being all black which is pretty hot (But I’m not saying that in a ‘Love Myself’ kind of way). The shoes weren’t refundable if I made a bad choice and that was a bit of a deterrent but I bought them anyway.

When you are buying shoes and you are trying them on there isn’t much you can do in those few moments that can help your favorable choice. You can pretend you’re doing some thinking by walking around with one shoe on or looking at the soles of the shoe (Like that’s going to make a big difference) but in the end it all comes down to liking the look of them.

Of course, it doesn’t help when in those few moments the lady helping you with the shoes is waiting for a response and you can only say ‘I like them’ or ‘I don’t like them’. Spur of the moment decisions happen in shoe stores, that’s what happened to me. Now that I’ve been home and tried on the shoes with the outfit I must say they look excellent, a great choice I did make. Just like my old shoes they are once again suede shoes.

Ali Drives Past In Red

After buying my shoes I walked to the station once again passing all the pretty girls for the second or third time now. While on the crossing on Queen Street waiting for the pedestrian light to go green I noticed Ali’s Red RX7 and the guy he always drives with in the passenger seat.

Walking to the lights where he would be able to see me I done nothing but look ahead and on occasion at this beautiful girl standing next to me that was shorter than me, skinny, natural blonde, young and with great boobs and legs. She had black pants on that hugged her ass and at her age what turned me on was the girl was wearing a G-String.

Ali must have seen me because he drove past how he usually does which is fast but this time it seemed like a vengeful thing. Hearing Ali’s car for the first time I must admit it sounds like shit, like a tin can and I’m not saying that because I despise his ass.

Gym Plans For The New Year

Catching the first available bus home I arrived and started typing away here just after having myself the second meal of the day. Now I’ve heard that only tomorrow and New years Eve are going to be the only days that you can’t visit the Gym so that shouldn’t affect me that much. Saturday is going to be my preferred visit to the Gym for the Chest and you can bet I’m still going to gain weight up to 82 Kilos.

The problem I have with my stomach supposedly being slightly overweight I will fix in the start of the new year. This part of the year has been devoted to working out for size but the next two months of the year I will devote to tightening my abdominals and making that once again the most rock hard and chiseled part of my body, without any fat.

Rewinding To The City

Now if I may get back to my story of yesterday in the City which I have already noted about, let me speak now in more detail. As you probably won’t know I left my house around 4:00 p.m. with the help of my dad dropping me off at the station. Jogging to my platform I jumped on a train that came in a minute or two. The trip to the City was unmemorable except maybe for a lady or two that I found attractive.

Once in the City I was worried that there would be a guy on the gates but I was once again lucky there was no one there. Making my way to Lyssa’s work and now being 5:15 p.m. I thought I noticed Lyssa waiting there for me but once I arrived she was nowhere to be found. Standing around for a couple of minutes I decided to walk down the street and in that walk did I notice Lyssa who didn’t notice me until we were a couple of steps from each other.

The Donkey Story

“I didn’t expect you here this early” Lyssa said to me and as she had the DX in her hand I took it off her because I’m paranoid about people thinking that I’m a pig for not helping her out. When I see someone carrying something I always think of that Donkey story I heard a while ago. There was a Donkey, a man and heavy bags.

The man who was a trader walking from town to town would place the heavy bags on the donkey’s back and in the blistering heat they would both walk. Upon passing two ladies one of them said “You mean man, why are you letting that poor animal carry such heavy bags in this heat” and with that he felt guilty and carried the bags himself.

The story gets a bit hazy from here but I think the man walks past some men and they too mention “What has possessed you, you have a donkey yet you carry those heavy bags that the Donkey could easily ride with.” Upon those words the man thought to himself and placed the bags back onto the Donkey’s back as well as straddling up himself. Passing two more people on the road they uttered “Look at him, he treats his Donkey like a slave, you are indeed the animal, you should be carrying both.”

With that the man hopped off the Donkey and to the people’s amusement he picked up the donkey and the heavy bags and carried them on his back. Upon reaching the town everyone looked at him like he was crazy for carrying the donkey and the bags on his back so he just got fed up. The moral of the story is let the Donkey do it’s job despite the differences of opinion but that story bids me to carry the bags for the Donkey, the Donkey being Lyssa, he he he.

Carrying The Bags

For the rest of the day I carried the bags for Lyssa because she couldn’t be bothered doing the DX despite me wanting to unload the packages. Lyssa had an hour to do the DX but she chose not to and went looking in different shops for that whole time. Our first place of visit was Grace Bros. to my recollection, a bit ass building. We’ve been in here before and what I hate about this place is that it’s large and open for Lyssa to prance around.

I was having fun looking at girls as we walked past them but my patience and contentment was starting to wear thin following Lyssa as she was ducking and weaving. Looking at women’s clothing was not my idea of a picnic unless I had the intention of buying so for this brain numbing experience I wanted to sit down. Being surrounded by all these women all after clothing made me stressed and as Lyssa went to try on a top I walked around and then stood near the elevators looking at the girls coming up and down, you know the deal.

When Lyssa came back down she was heading towards the seats I told her I would sit at but instead I surprised her from behind. “This top is unbelievable, it makes my waist look skinny bringing my boobs out, you wouldn’t believe what it looks like” she boasted.