so yeah. i went out at about 2 today, finally deciding to get off my sorry ass which had been moulded into my bed mattress for the previous five hours. I was hoping to get my friend this book i had seen which was really cool for his present. I went to McGills (sp.?) first, looking for about five minutes before i realised that with the lack of proper book organisation, it could be anywhere. so i decided to ask whether it was even in the store first. coincedentally, it wasnt. so i went back to Borders, where i had first seen it. i didn't want to go there first, because the glossy cover was a bit bent and crinkled. so i went there. argh! they didn't have it. they sold it yesterday. so, so , so. i decided to fork out the money and went to metro. argh! they didnt have it either. so yes. i was out of luck. so i stayed at metro, looking through books for about an hour. design books are awesome to look at in natural light coming from an overcast sky, filtering through a glass window covered in beads of rainwater. i managed to get another idea for my blog design. i think im going to use it as a temporary design in place of my final one, which is going to take a while to finish. after rumaging through six 2m high shelves, i finally found the right book; Philippe Starck, his folio of creations, and his life story.$110-. so i went back down the stairs. then i realised something. i would never be able to find a card to fit the book. so i went back up the four or so flights of stairs, and bought a card from metro. while looking along the car racks, i looked down at the books on the cupboards. one book caught my eye.
daily sex positions.
the picture gave a bit more meaning to the somewhat ambiguous title. a man standing up. a woman straddled by the man, leaning back towards the ground, her legs kicked up into the air behind the man.
i looked back at the cards. i picked a random one up, and quickly walked to the desk, and paid.
i walked back down the arcades towards flinders street. i was at collins st. the rain was still bucketing down. i walked out towards the traffic lights, and pressed the button. i retreated back in, under the verandah. a man walked up next to me. he looked japanese, which was confirmed when he called out to his friends in japanese to come seemingly come over. he pointed to the verandah above. his friends joined him, with cameras out, taking pictures of the buildings. i looked up. i realised why they were taking the pictures. i had never seen the buildings of melbourne in such a light. the clouds in the background. the muted grey sunlight beaming against the gothic architecture of the building. it was rather spectacular. i should take my camera out more often.
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ive gotta go to dinner now. i shall finish my story later.