Moments of doubt and futility lost in the hectic city life full of shift work, hobbies and music obsession...

Settling into a vague rhythm of working because there is nothing else to do and I'm good at it, and it's the perfect way to avoid social situations that I want to avoid. Trying to write songs but not getting the inspiration that this requires.

We made some New Years resolutions. We now don't go to the pub just to drink, there has to be an activity (trivia, pool, watch the game). No beer until February. I'm supposed to get famous.

How else do you find meaning in life? The dilemmas of the modern world...

i'm very dexterous. i like to play music. i like puzzles. maths is easy for me. i like to challenge myself and become better at things. i'm good at working hard. i think i have a lot of integrity, and i generally know what i want.

and i understand people. most of the time...

attitude. and the stupid grin on my face.

Usual pragmatic abstract stuff... If my attention span holds up to it...

hmm

glasses.
mp3 player.
my friends and family.
a future with infinite possibility.
communication.
coffee.

love, liberty and the pursuit of happiness?

ha ha

i used to think about time a lot.

my bowel movements?

at work.

or.

at the pub. seeing bands.

or.

at home with a pile of movies.

or.

at a friends house drinking tea watching movies talking shit.

hmm

every night i get to sleep by listening to hitchhikers guide to the galaxy on my mp3 player. i have all 5 phases. thats pretty lame.

...you're gonna make me laugh.