Sadly no deeper thoughts this evening other than 'OW!'
If you're giving blood, I recommend you ensure the person planning to extract it is paying attention while attempting to write their name on your bone with a four-inch needle, not looking the other way and randomly pushing until you have to shout them back to the situation in hand exclaiming 'excuse me dear, I think you've got marrow there'
bloody NHS.
Monday, 27 July 2009
Thursday, 23 July 2009
Let's blow this town...
God I can't wait to get out of this place for a while.
A break from the bar-room etiquette (if such a thing exists), a break from this apartment, a break from the general British public and the thing I'm most excited about... a break from the fucking internet.
Ill hold my hands up and say i'm an addict right now; and I can't very well complain at length as it's all self-inflicted, but christ it'll be nice not being bombarded with everyone's life and in turn not bombarding others with with my own two-pennies worth. The internet must be hell for the obsessive/compulsive mentality.
Getting the endless should I?/shouldn't I? out of my system for a while will be fantastic too. Immersing myself in a completely different culture will hopefully purge this semi-dependance and with any luck, promote some new aspects of creativity, because to be honest I'm running dry at the moment. It's worrying. Im supposed to be doing this for a living!
Bring on the Dim Sum, Bring on the Jade Market, Bring on the Ding-Ding and the humid weather. Give me Clarke Quay, Give me Orchard Road, Give me monsoons for all I care, just get me out of this apartment and on a plane heading in any direction but this one.
Stir-crazy just isn't the word.
A break from the bar-room etiquette (if such a thing exists), a break from this apartment, a break from the general British public and the thing I'm most excited about... a break from the fucking internet.
Ill hold my hands up and say i'm an addict right now; and I can't very well complain at length as it's all self-inflicted, but christ it'll be nice not being bombarded with everyone's life and in turn not bombarding others with with my own two-pennies worth. The internet must be hell for the obsessive/compulsive mentality.
Getting the endless should I?/shouldn't I? out of my system for a while will be fantastic too. Immersing myself in a completely different culture will hopefully purge this semi-dependance and with any luck, promote some new aspects of creativity, because to be honest I'm running dry at the moment. It's worrying. Im supposed to be doing this for a living!
Bring on the Dim Sum, Bring on the Jade Market, Bring on the Ding-Ding and the humid weather. Give me Clarke Quay, Give me Orchard Road, Give me monsoons for all I care, just get me out of this apartment and on a plane heading in any direction but this one.
Stir-crazy just isn't the word.
Monday, 20 July 2009
Rip-off
I read the blog of a girl I know in Texas and couldn't help empathising, not sympathising mind you, empathising, with something she had written.
http://recordofladylost.blogspot.com/
(I hope you don't mind Maine)
In short, there is something bigger out there that she was destined for and it is ever so slightly out of reach. I'm not sure whether thats just a universal feeling that everyone gets, or whether as creative people we naturally aspire to a grander scale or a new audience.
Everyone who blogs is at least creative in the sense that they take the time to put down their thoughts in any way they can, so should this reach a wider audience than the 3 people who have previoulsy touched down on this infintessimal pocket of the net, how's about it? Think you're destined for bigger things?
I think I may be a touch biased at the minute as I've just finished watching a favourite flick of mine. 'Serendipity' starring the mac daddy that is John Cusack and possibly the most beautiful British actress I can think of (other than maybe Knightley), Kate Beckinsale. If you aren't familiar with this particular movie I urge you to get on Play.com and invest in a copy. It's Rom-com-tastic but manages to hold on to a bit of cool (in my opinion, mainly due to Cusack).
The premise is that 'Fate' is very much in the driving seat and it's how we interpret certain signs that dictates our happiness.
Now, in most areas of my life, be it spiritual or otherwise, I'm happy to admit that I'm a student of the Socratic school. My wisdom is limited to the awareness of my own ignorance. In layman's terms... All I know is that I don't know nothin'.
However, as much as I like the idea of someone out there in the Cosmos being perfect for another, or a job or skill being particular to a certain individual, it does sadden me to think that if that were true, I could only ever be good at one thing which surely means then that my life experience is limited, or at least my enjoyment of it is.
Ultimately, even though I'm quite happy to know that I have no clue about the point, rules and expectations of life, the universe and everything, I would at least like to think that tomorrow I could decide to take up Zero-gravity Mah-Jong or Ultimate Laser Tag and do it to the point of enjoyment without having to be good, or 'destined' for it. Pleasure beats Success everytime, though if I could be well paid for doing something I love, then all the better.
But for now, I'm proud to be a Jack of all trades, Master of none any day.
http://recordofladylost.blogspot.com/
(I hope you don't mind Maine)
In short, there is something bigger out there that she was destined for and it is ever so slightly out of reach. I'm not sure whether thats just a universal feeling that everyone gets, or whether as creative people we naturally aspire to a grander scale or a new audience.
Everyone who blogs is at least creative in the sense that they take the time to put down their thoughts in any way they can, so should this reach a wider audience than the 3 people who have previoulsy touched down on this infintessimal pocket of the net, how's about it? Think you're destined for bigger things?
I think I may be a touch biased at the minute as I've just finished watching a favourite flick of mine. 'Serendipity' starring the mac daddy that is John Cusack and possibly the most beautiful British actress I can think of (other than maybe Knightley), Kate Beckinsale. If you aren't familiar with this particular movie I urge you to get on Play.com and invest in a copy. It's Rom-com-tastic but manages to hold on to a bit of cool (in my opinion, mainly due to Cusack).
The premise is that 'Fate' is very much in the driving seat and it's how we interpret certain signs that dictates our happiness.
Now, in most areas of my life, be it spiritual or otherwise, I'm happy to admit that I'm a student of the Socratic school. My wisdom is limited to the awareness of my own ignorance. In layman's terms... All I know is that I don't know nothin'.
However, as much as I like the idea of someone out there in the Cosmos being perfect for another, or a job or skill being particular to a certain individual, it does sadden me to think that if that were true, I could only ever be good at one thing which surely means then that my life experience is limited, or at least my enjoyment of it is.
Ultimately, even though I'm quite happy to know that I have no clue about the point, rules and expectations of life, the universe and everything, I would at least like to think that tomorrow I could decide to take up Zero-gravity Mah-Jong or Ultimate Laser Tag and do it to the point of enjoyment without having to be good, or 'destined' for it. Pleasure beats Success everytime, though if I could be well paid for doing something I love, then all the better.
But for now, I'm proud to be a Jack of all trades, Master of none any day.
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