I remember another dream. Well, some of it. I was in a social situation, and for some bizarre reason became fixated upon my top, which was black—I wanted to change it to a red one which I happened to have handy, but under the circumstances it was kinda difficult.
Read More »Still Dreamin’
Strange dream last night. It was about some CD albums I own, but their titles seemed to be slightly ‘wrong,’ making me paranoid about them—like I thought I’d bought the wrong versions or something. Really silly, pointless stuff. When I woke up, I almost went to check the titles on the things, but I quickly got a reality check. I don’t really enjoy dreams like that. They’re not particularly symbolic or creative… just confusing.
Read More »Sweet Dreams are Made of This
I got asked to a pub last night where there was some karaoke going on. I don’t have a single clue why I bothered, because the mere concept is depressing—this is the kind of hopeless naffness you get sucked into when you don’t have a life. And sure enough, a parade of ageing and not-so-ageing exhibitionists mounted the stage and murdered a stream of 30-year-old songs that were crap to begin with.
Read More »Karaoke Queen
Two weeks and no entries! Well, yeah. Nothing has really changed in the last fortnight. I guess I’m stuck with a genuine tendency towards persistence, i.e. I persist in spite of no break from my angst and having major trouble generally. Being blasé is the best policy, but I never got the hang of that. I think my life has always been one of belief and integrity, insofar as that’s possible, but experience tells me it’s not a recipe for success. Not giving much of a fuck about anything is probably the path to success. But if I could be like that, I’d be someone else. Convenient personality changes aren’t part of my repertoire, unfortunately.
Read More »How to Fail
Irregular blog entries = strong indication of continuing lack of enthusiasm.
How do I feel at the moment? Good and bad, in an odd sort of way. At times, I think I have a shitload of things to say here but my mind often goes blank when it comes to putting them down—quite often, it’s fleeting observations on some television programme I watched, etc., so nothing too exciting.
On the telly theme, it bothers me a bit that I sit and watch Who Wants to be a Millionaire and The Weakest Link, not with detached boredom but almost a genuine level of interest! Am I turning into a middle-aged couch potato? Even worse, the ‘Who Shot Phil?’ palaver on EastEnders had me fairly gripped. I should be ashamed of myself.
Read More »I am the Weakest Link!
I’ve had a few really quite supportive e-mails in the last couple of weeks. I’m sure I come across as ungrateful sometimes, which is unfortunate,… Read More »Isolated
Nothing much to say still. It’s been a fairly miserable week—mom’s been ill with some bad bout of flu or somesuch, which has knocked her down pretty badly. The atmosphere has been low key and depressing.
Read More »Loneliness
So I took a week off. And a very dull week it was, as expected, otherwise I may have had the uncontrollable urge to ramble… Read More »Too Much Mail
I feel positively mediocre and uninspired. The cold weather isn’t helping, either—I was actually looking forward to a warmer atmosphere, but it seems colder than… Read More »Cold and Bored
So… there might have been life on Mars after all. Okay, only bugs, but what’s wrong with bugs? At least bugs aren’t prone to the kind of senseless, cretinous behaviour some of us supposedly civilised, intelligent human beings are capable of. Yeah. I think we should officially nominate bugs as supremely cool creatures.
Silliness aside, I guess I do find the idea of real alien life kinda fascinating and exciting, even if it is only bugs. The evidence is being disputed already, so it could still be a bogus lead. But it’s an intriguing possibility.
Read More »Bugs from Outer Space!