NOMADIC
23rd May 20042nd edition- I ain't mad at me either It has been a while since the last chapter, so I figured why not write some shit down for a change. I get a little frustrated when some of you folk don`t keep in touch with me. I really haven`t been that punctual with my replies nor sending out a random email. So I can`t get mad. I just miss you guys. It is really nice when I get emails from you peeps. I do expect a little more from my boys though. Now that I`m done being all sensitive and shit, Jon Massie is "living". I am doing really well. Working -construction- as a labourer. Mon-Fri 7am -330pm. $20hr. That takes up my days. Monday and Wednesday evenings, the boys and I have started to run. Footwork, speedtraining type shit. Extra fitness. Tues and Thurs eve, we got Rugby training. Gameday is on Saturday!! I am keeping busy, which is good. Haven`t been doing a whole lot of tourist type shit. When I have time, all that shit will get done. A goal of mine is to get a picture of me and The Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin. "Crikey" That`s just too funny. We`re still going to the beach, just not as much. It`s basically their Fall/Winter season. Which means high teens, low 20`s. Cold huh? They are ridiculous here. Wwway overboard when it come to a little temperature drop. These peeps be rockin tooques, scarfs, unnecessary heavy winter jackets. It`s actually a little silly. Staying on the subject of the Aussie kind. These people here are inconsiderate fucks. Rude, no manners, they even lack common courtesy. Not stereotyping all Aussie`s. Just the people here in Bondi. I`d give examples but.... I don`t feel like writing anymore on the subject. On to talking about rugby. My teammates like to call me "Massive" Does there need to be any explanation? I am really starting to play well. Think it was two weeks ago I was named "Man of the Match" That was nice. I have been running really hard, and been hitting even harder. Mike and Salar have said they have been noticing improvements in my game. That is complementing cause they know my game. So how about some heartache.... Yesterday we had a game. I was playing on the wing. I was playing really well. Catching kicks and running hard. We were down 6 points, with about a minute or two left. Caught a pass from Mike....then boooked. 50, 40, 30, one guy to beat.... I sure did crosss his ass. My 1st Try. It was so sick. Scored it just to the right of the post. Down by 1 points now ok, here we go. Our player who was taking the penalty kick, Ray Finkled the kick that would have won us the game. Shanked it!! We lost the game 13-12. Sucks huh. Fuck was I pissed!!! Found out later on at the game speeches that I was named "Man of the Match" for a second time. 3points! Small consolation, I guess. Got really hammered last nite, and have quite the headache. Think that sums it up for now. I`ll do my best to write more often. Hope to hear from you (any of you , all of you) real soon. Until then....... Be easy. Love and Respect Jonathan Massie
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