Saturday afternoon in Jakarta and I aint got fuck all to do. I could sit in front of the TV flippin channels, or play games on my Play Station but I don't want to plant myself in front of the box. Not that sitting in front of my lap top is a polar alternative. I want to make a conscious effort to watch less TV. I have been too far sucked into mindless reality shows and caught up in the lives of fictitious characters on Orange County and the Sopranos. I have become a victim of the system.
All Jakarta really has to offer in terms of entertainments is movies, malls, clubbing, etc… I don't want to plant my self on a bar stool at 3 pm and start again where I left off 12 hours ago. I am only 12 steps away from becoming a raging alcoholic. Most of my good buddies are all married now or have moved away to other countries. One just took off today. You know who you are you bastards! The beach is too far to drive to and no one is up for a spontaneous road trip. Is this concrete jungle getting the best of me or am I just having some post vacation blues? Either way, I hope this inner revolution lasts and I don't fold back into my routine life style over night.
Tonight there is supposed to be some bad ass guitar player jammin the blues at Star Deli in Kemang so I guess I am gonna hit that shit up. For the time being I am gonna see if any of my boys are up for a little wake boarding session. Am I the only person who needs o be active after a heavy night of drinkin? There is a small lake in the city where they have wake boarding. Extreme Café is the only spot in the country, to my knowledge, that has wake boarding. The Danau Sunter isn't the freshest water you will see. In fact most will testify that it is quite nasty but that is just more incentive not to wipe out. I been in there and I am still reletivly healthy. Surf's up kids, I'm outa here.