February 2011
83 posts
Tomorrow We Start All Over...
Well, in the absense of my recent chat buddy/muse/online lady friend tonight I’ll be giving myself a well needed kick up the arse to get things done tomorrow. The problem with these late night shifts is that I often don’t often wake until 9 or 10, and don’t get motivated to leave the house til at least lunch…
BUT
Tomorrow I shall go out early and dig out the ol’...
January 2011
135 posts
That Sunday Night Feeling
Three night’s flirting online with the same person makes me feel all warm and tingly. Due to hook up again, shortly, but we both have a few errands to do.
Meanwhile I wear my happy face. :-)
listening to "Depeche Mode - World In My Eyes" →
This morning’s earworm… a song about eyes…
Late Night Conversations
After last night’s blog posts I got ambushed on Facebook chat by a ‘Hey’.
I smiled, as it’s one of my UK-based friends who frequently seems to be online at the weird hours I am. We began a conversation that probably lasted an hour. Firstly she liked last night’s poetry, saying that she was very much the same - and we had a little discussion about...
The Problem With Bus Journeys...
is it gives you much too much thinking time, alone and impressionable.
Poetry came to me, imagery and metaphor, before I made it in out of the cold and to somewhere to lay my head.
Only to put on some music and have Depeche Mode sing me some lyrics that I wasn’t expecting but seem strangely apt:
Put up the barriers shut down your senses Cover up with all of your pretences See no evil,...
#FF
@Itxi_Itx @rufous @cwtch @planetbadass @Knightyjr @aerodynamix @AreYouMyPartner @necol66
These are the people on Twitter that Twitter Tag would have me recommend to you, on the strength of numbers of recent Tweet interactions. This means they’re people worth interacting with. To me at least.
I’m also going to try to quote back the last thing Tweeted to me, as a vague indication of...
London Flat Hunt
Just putting the idea out there - in about a month’s time I’m hoping to have enough money put aside for a deposit on a flat, a month’s rent and some extra cash for basic living. Whilst, yes, I’d welcome anyone who knows of a good flat available in South London (ideally not further than a bus ride away from Sutton), I’d ideally like to find a flatmate too, as I...
“… And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.”
– J.K. Rowling (via fornowjustcarryon)
Comedy - All In The Timing
Apparently having a good rant online is a great way to avoid meeting with and talking to the people you share breathing space with. Apparently the amount of time between deciding you’re going to go and catch up with the people you can hear talking on the other side of the door and the time it gets to post such an idea and throw on the bare minimum of clothing necessary to engage in polite...
Easy Like Thursday Morning...
Nothing’s ever really easy, is it?
I left work last night at 3.15am. Because of one thing and another I spent much time waiting in the cold for busses, getting in at a fairly unreasonable 5.15am. And so, whilst I would normally goonline, say hello and goodnight, and commit thought to memory, despite having composed another little poem in as many nights and feeling it should be jotted down...
Blog...
I said I’d blog ‘later’ - with the aim of not getting stuck at work too late - but here I am. Fortunately, having given myself a deadline and sticking to it I’ve had a little time to myself whilst the others wrap up. Which has given me time to wrap up Elliott’s birthday present. He’s 6 today, although I won’t actually get to see him til after a good...
Thought I’d repeat this quote again, in this format. Because it’s possibly one of my favourites. Or, you know, wishful thinking… :-)
The Weekend
Wherein I introduce @100Things_Megsy and @AreYouMyPartner
“There aren’t enough days in the weekend.”
Rod Schmidt
So here, at long last, is a lengthy blog about the weekend…
It begins Friday night, when I finished my late shift relatively early (before midnight), and went to meet my friend at The Intrepid Fox. I figured, hell, it’s a fun place, I make friends there...
Frank!
#neilcolquhoun #frank #boilingpoint
I promised I’d do this a while back, and it’s been sitting in my Inbox a while, so on the back of my previous book-promoting post it’s only right to address the balance and get this out there too! The novella “FRANK - Volume 1: Boiling Point”, by Neil Colquhoun, is something of an immersive experience. In a series of short...
Finished!
Wow! I’m not quite sure how to sum that book up, but it’s pretty amazing. Where as Let The Right One In was a very intimate and personal story - though perhaps less so in the book than the film - Handling The Undead takes a number of very strange phenomenom and subjects the whole of Stockholm to it. A heat wave, malfunctioning electronics, spontaneous telepathic broadcasts between...
Thinking Feedback
Just caught myself earlier, thinking. Dangerous stuff.
But, you know, I found myself thinking about things, remembering stuff in the cold light of morning, stuff that felt a little weird, that didn’t feel a little weird at the time but - if I was to step out of my own head and watch events and actions from some other person’s perspective - I might have to concede are a little weird....
listening to "Recoil - Strange Hours" →
Strange hours, but these are the only hours we know when seeped in alcohol past midnight. Or is that just me?
