Life continues to trudge along the same furrow. Neither here nor there. There are numerous other metaphors and cliches I could bore you with but I'll spare you the repetition.
"Everything I've said has that same old ring... Banal"
Saturday, February 06, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Nothing Ever Happens
I apologise if you're sitting on the edge of your seat anticipating some witty banter but I've kinda wallowed in the doldrums since the last post and have nothing of interest to say.
Christmas was beige and New Year was a non-event.
I finally got a letter from the DVLA a week ago... was it the final decision on my fitness to drive??? No, it was another fucking form. Well that's a lie, it was the same form I had completed in November to see if my circumstances had changed since the start of their investigation.... oh yes, I am now cured and a successful oil tycoon! I'm fed up with it all now and just wish they'd let me know one way or the other.
The shrink was here on Wednesday. My distrust of her continues and so I smiled and told her I was great and had reduced my drinking to 21 units per week. She accepted my fake persona without question and decided not to review me again until the end of April.
Christmas was beige and New Year was a non-event.
I finally got a letter from the DVLA a week ago... was it the final decision on my fitness to drive??? No, it was another fucking form. Well that's a lie, it was the same form I had completed in November to see if my circumstances had changed since the start of their investigation.... oh yes, I am now cured and a successful oil tycoon! I'm fed up with it all now and just wish they'd let me know one way or the other.
The shrink was here on Wednesday. My distrust of her continues and so I smiled and told her I was great and had reduced my drinking to 21 units per week. She accepted my fake persona without question and decided not to review me again until the end of April.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
That'll Be Christmas
I can't really be arsed to write anything. It's been about 3 weeks now. It's not that I'm down or anything. No, I'm just a bit flat and finding it hard to initiate anything. I have the beginnings of a new album I've started recording waiting on me patiently in my studio (i.e. small boxroom/big cupboard... but studio sounds a bit flasher) but I can't bear to continue it at the moment.
However, I have been doing things. I have started presenting my show on community radio again, my own special nauseus blend of classic rock, pop and self promotion.
I also organised a christmas lunch for my friends last weekend... well I say lunch, everyone left around two o'clock apart from me and my mate who stayed out drinking for 12 hours until the pubs closed. The first time I've been out in the boozer for years. The pubs were amazingly dead quiet. They must have heard I was coming.
I was of course punished for my sin of binge drinking and the good lord in all his glory saw fit to strike me down with the fucking cold once again!!! I had only just recovered from the last one.
Despite a few inches of snow outside, Mrs Mo has driven south with her friend to Newcastle to see Mamma Mia on stage tonight. She was suddenly given free tickets from her boss whose wife has just left him.... well "every cloud" I guess. I told her I wasn't worried about her driving in this weather but I don't think I convinced her (maybe I shouldn't have looked out her life insurance policy ;o)). Anyway, I've finally got bored playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook and decided to write something instead to try and distract me.
I still haven't heard anything back from the DVLA despite their letter of 14th November assuring me they would notify me of their decision within 14 days. Quelle surprise. El bastardos talko mierda.
Oh, and despite writing the best Christmas single for years, poor old Thea Gilmore hasn't even made the charts. If you like the track you can download it for free at Amazon.com
However, I have been doing things. I have started presenting my show on community radio again, my own special nauseus blend of classic rock, pop and self promotion.
I also organised a christmas lunch for my friends last weekend... well I say lunch, everyone left around two o'clock apart from me and my mate who stayed out drinking for 12 hours until the pubs closed. The first time I've been out in the boozer for years. The pubs were amazingly dead quiet. They must have heard I was coming.
I was of course punished for my sin of binge drinking and the good lord in all his glory saw fit to strike me down with the fucking cold once again!!! I had only just recovered from the last one.
Despite a few inches of snow outside, Mrs Mo has driven south with her friend to Newcastle to see Mamma Mia on stage tonight. She was suddenly given free tickets from her boss whose wife has just left him.... well "every cloud" I guess. I told her I wasn't worried about her driving in this weather but I don't think I convinced her (maybe I shouldn't have looked out her life insurance policy ;o)). Anyway, I've finally got bored playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook and decided to write something instead to try and distract me.
I still haven't heard anything back from the DVLA despite their letter of 14th November assuring me they would notify me of their decision within 14 days. Quelle surprise. El bastardos talko mierda.
Oh, and despite writing the best Christmas single for years, poor old Thea Gilmore hasn't even made the charts. If you like the track you can download it for free at Amazon.com
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