Sock Monkey Ringu

Just when you thought you'd solved the curse, a sock monkey crawls out of your television.

Saturday Sonics : Japandroids

Plan: shopping, cheeky beverage, writing & town.

Not very well liked by most R.A fans but, to me, it's a true pre-night out listen. Yes. Lots of blogs today. I'll stop now. Kylie is home and friends will be here. RnR.

Wait...What?

One of the missions in 'Tony Hawk's Project 8'.
It's not as eeew as it sounds. It has something to do with catching golf balls. Still, playing this mission will make you queasy. It clearly means something else overseas.

Check this out..Sheeeeesh!

Amusing Martial Arts Movie Titles

Oh, those Samurai and their deadly death bells. Ding! Dong! Death!
They like the word 'Fatal' a lot. Fatal Needles is Accupuncture gone awry.
The sequel to 'Sleeping Foot, Chubby Ankles'

I'd never even heard of thing until today. As a Sigur Ros fan, I'm disgusted with myself.

Friday is my day off. Always is. Thanks to a deal I worked out ages ago to work 5 days worth of hours in 4, I can spend Friday writing and getting things done. Today, a trip into town proved to be successful. I picked up biographies of The Beatles, Sammy Davis Jr. and Cary Grant for £3 each. That'll make my 'To read' listen even bigger. I'm currently reading 'Pigs Might Fly' a biog about Pink Floyd. It's a great read but it just proves that Roger Waters is a douche. Gimme Gilmour every time. That man has class.
I also brought Posnett 'Blink', a book she's wanted for ages. On the way back, I bumped into an old friend. My ex-girlfriends Mom to be exact. She's always friendly and alway seems happy to see me. I'm always understandibly nervous though. She's a nice lady but I always feel that she shouldn't be talking to me. I don't think she cares about all that old stuff. I wouldn't want to be attacked or anything.
I spoke to my Dad. He's back into his music and gigging from next week. Bias aside, my Dad is a great singer and really fun to watch. Swing and rock and roll stuff. I'm looking forward to going to a few of his gigs. My Sister, Brother in law and Little Jake popped over to see the flat. My nephew is infatuated with Kylie at the moment and was a little sad that she was at work. After Nick-A-Palooza last weekend, Sally and Paul are eager to come to another party. I don't see them that often so it'll be nice to enjoy more drunken hangouts. My buddy Aaron is coming over in a while and we're going to drink tea, play XBOX and enjoy hearty banter.
Why am I posting about this? It's mostly to note down the good things. This week has been below par, save for the fleeting moments I've seen Kylie. It's nice to remind myself of how life can be away from the shitty 9 to 5. I wish I have more days like this but that would probably cause me to lose the flat.

Quitter

I'm going to have to quit my job. It's just the worst. It's like a bad relationship that's not getting any better. I thought working for the NHS would be pretty cool but it's easily the worst job I've ever had...and I've worked at eon. Quitting a job, like leaving a bad relationship, is amazingly liberating. You feel like all these doors are open. I need to focus on something that's not going to make me feel worse than I already do.

There's nothing like a day at work..

...

to take the fight right out of you.

My job involves me saying the same thing to the same people for seven long hours.

It's no wonder people age quickly. They're gleeful enthusiasm for life is knocked out of them with endless repetition. I admire people who love their jobs because at least every day has an element of fun about it. I don't think I could love any 9 to 5 I ever do because it's mostly the same types of people blundering around, making ill-advised comments about other people and grazing at their desks. Today has been a long day. A very long day and there was no way to spice it up. I'm powerless to jazz up my own life outside of Kylie. I tend to flounder on my own. All I want to do...all I ever want to do...is just dance around the flat with Miss Lovely.

I started out in the best mood today. I managed to get quite a bit of writing done. There's another uncertainty. A few months ago, it was looking pretty rosey. I thought I'd be able to do more and more of this. Now, who knows? Now all I have is this crappy job and my overactive imagination. At least work can't stop my mind from wandering even if my body can't.








Mind you, it could be worse. I could be Fred Durst, Micheal Winner, Peaches Geldof....

Nick-A-Palooza

Nick-A-Palooza, my brother's house party, was great fun. It's amazing how epic the party was despite the size of his flat. It goes to show that a collection of the right people is always a good thing. My sister and brother in law even made an appearance which was great because we hardly ever see them when they're not in 'parent mode'. They don't have much time to socialise such is their devotion to Ellie and Jake. My Mom stepped in to let them enjoy their youth, shoot the breeze with her brothers and their friends and play some Guitar Hero. I think I even sang using the microphone. I think I was booed off. It was pretty hazy. I know my mouth ran away with me a few times during in the shindig. Not in a bad way but in a 'whoa, easy now..' kind of way. I'm always really pleased to be around the people I admire and I'm one of those people that goes all soppy and hug-tastic. I suppose it's better than headbutting people.
Yesterday, all K.P and I felt like doing was heading home, getting cosy and playing XBOX. We brought Tony Hawks Project 8 and Beautiful Katamari. The former was to feed my need for a quick game I could jump into now and then. All our other games are pretty epic. katamari is genius and a game seemingly created for Kylie. It's lovely and bonkers, just like her. All in all a good, if hazy weekend. Back to work now, writing and doing the 9 to 5. The former is much more interesting than the latter

The NME thing was pretty good last night. I hadn't heard of most of the bands but Friendly Fires were the best on the bill. I spent most of the time chuckling with Kylie. There was a guy there who clearly modelled himself on Liam from Oasis. It makes you wonder what people are thinking.

gigerty gig

I'm going to a gig tonight which should be nice. My good friend Matt brought me tickets to the NME tour. I'm not a huge fan of the NME (Mostly because of their faddish attitude to music) but the shows they do are usually pretty good. Even if the bands are rubbish, I'll still enjoy myself because I'll be out with friends. I need to out this week as it's been terribly crap. I'm seriously lagging behind with my 'To Do' list and I'm totally sick of computers, phones and talking to rude people. I'm easily pleased so I should be fine tonight. I'm not, say, one of those people who get tickets brought for them as gifts and then spend the journey home ungratefully moaning about how crap the show was. (And that show cost me quite a bit of money)
Anyway, bring on the gig. Hopefully, the bad weather won't ruin this evening. Bloody snow. I did enjoy the snowball fight I had with my friend, his girlfriend and some of the residents from our block. I was given free beer too so that was a nice bonus.

the force used to be so strong with me..

Whoa. This takes me back. Family holiday...maybe 1983. Possibly Wales. The game had great sounds but I still added my own. Nothing changes. I was at Laser Quest the other day and I felt compelled to shout 'BLAM! BLAM!' when I was shooting people. I came 3rd and 5th if you're wondering.

happy face?

It's sad that my job has now become the MAIN TIME CONSUMING THING. It seemed like the OTHER, COOLER thing was taking over. My job is stressing me out because it's annoying, frustrating and not the public service it should be. I get home and now I'm too tired to do what I want..ie. write and everything..every project, is delayed because of it. I can't string sentences together because my head feels like it's on fire. Why? I've been chained to my desk and I'VE BEEN SPEAKING TO FUCKING IDIOTS ALL DAY! This job was just supposed to be some extra pocket money but it's invaded the other thing and taken it over. Brilliant. Just when my life was starting to look interesting and I felt like somebody. I'm just a fucking drone and I always will be. Happy face.

I've had the worst day today...with added snow.

this day is not going to be good....

It's snowing today which means that everything in the U.K will turn into madness. People will completely lose their minds, panic and make a huge, huge deal like they've never seen the weather before. It's the same when the sun shines.
That what we Brits do, we go crazy for no apparent reason. That's why there are so many Daily Mail readers.