Did you ever notice that when you really try to explain something, try to capture in writing what is going on in that vast synaptic chaos that you call a brain … it’s so much harder?
hell yes, all the time.
In other news I have no news to share but jesus it looks like I will shortly.
I had planned on blogging a decent bit tonight actaully some stuff came to mind that I wanted to talk about but I’m just not in the mood for it at the mo. I wandered around town for another bit and had dinner at SuperMacs…decent fast food for a change and then had a couple of pints in the local. More to come at some stage maybe.
On other good piece of news today…drugs yay! Cannabis laws eased
[01:05:35] Mary: Although I DO have one comment about that particular post
[01:05:46] Dave : do share
[01:06:50] Mary: You are NOT a “pretty private person”
[01:07:22] Dave : uh huh
[01:07:30] Dave : how so?
[01:07:32] Mary: You are a stone wall, faced with brick, with six inches of solid steel behind that, and at LEAST six feet of reinforced concrete behind THAT
I have a bad memory, I know this. I more than know this, I worry about this. I have absolutly no fucking clue what I can do about this.
On an actually unreleated note, I have completly lost track of what day it is. I constantly think it is tomorrow. I guess that is a good thing. Although I do wish a work thing would sort itself out so I can not have to think about it, but I don’t think that is all that likely.
Check out this entry on Peter David’s blog. 🙁
Tonight was my Dad’s 50th so we went out to dinner locally which was fine, brought back (here is a shock) some memories of the last time I ate there and then went for a couple of pints afterwards. We were talking about some of the things I noticed were differences since the last time I was here. I had noticed a hell of a lot more younger people then I had ever before and his response was simply “Dave your getting old”…fuck. Other topics were despite being told by his wife, my mom not to ask about my other half, what was going on there and he did admit that the postcard I got from my little sister was somewhat ghost written (the second line enquiring about someone).
Went into town this afternoon, had lunch in Bewleys which was it’s usual high quality.
Also the best time for my boss to ring cause he needed some info.
me: Hi, how are you, I’m having lunch in Bewleys.
Dave: I hate you, you bastard
Ah the little pleasures in life 🙂
Checked in FP and was pleasantly surprised to see they have a very impressive selection of comics and indeed I was able to pick up a couple of things that I missed and were supposedly out of print.
Picked up the Chilli Peppers new album, more on that later. I spent the rest of the time just wandering around, a few changes, nothing really major but it was still kinda strange. Nothing I can really put my finger on but something for sure.
Lots of memories here, I spent a while wandering around places I use to hang out. Nothing too much has changed there and it was good to just see them again.
Logophilia I like the idea of this, devoted to recently coined words, existing words that have enjoyed a recent renaissance, and older words that are being used in new ways.
I’ve just been accused of being in a good mood, I hadn’t noticed really.
So tonight I met a friend down the pub for a catchup. We started working for the same company on the same day about two and a half years ago. So we met up and we talked about various things, catching up on people we worked with and things that happened to each of us since the last time we got together which is going on a year now. It was good, we might even meet up again later in the week with some other friends for a night out. Now I have to go change my front page.
I know people who run blogs who give more information than I would ever consider giving, hell I know someone who runs a webcam in her bedroom and I just don’t get it. I’m a pretty private person and I know it feels kinda strange even the amount of information I’ve given out here. I mean I’ve posted stuff here that I just never felt I would talk about and lets face it at one stage I had my boss, my best friend and my girlfriend reading this…ya know the important people. Fuck it, yet again I have this thought that I just don’t know how to type out and explain. But I’ve shared a lot more here than I ever thought I would, nothing major, just I don’t tend to talk about anything major or minor, but I do here. I know that is mainly for me and I want to type about stuff. But it feels kinda strange, I mean looking at my last entry the entire point was to convey the joy I guess is the word that listening to the chilli peppers was bringing me at that very moment. Every entry is just a moment in time, my thoughts, my feelings everything me. I mean blogs are personal and even selfish.
To paraphrase a friend, this is about me even when it is not.
And you know that is so very true, this is my blog and every single thing in here interested me at one time or another and not only that it interested me enough to note it down in some way. Fuck it, you get the point I just don’t know what else to say.
The Red Hot Chilli Peppers ROCK
that is all.