I’m a bit brain dead currently. There is no inspiration, no flame, no muse who will get me all hot and blurry, driven to bash out a few sentences.
I’ve been concentrating on work, and cutting up videos.
I finished a documentary coarse last week, and the main thing I learnt is that docos aren’t necessarily more truthful or any less of a story then a fictional piece
Enrolled in some night courses for next term. Tai Chi one night and learning the Tango later in the week.
The Tai Chi is to relax from the tension of looking like a dick while I’m learning to dance like some smooth Latin type.
I tried learning Tai Chi when I was younger to try to relax, but I found that I was getting uptight not getting the moves right the first time.
Maybe my current funk will put me in a better frame of mind.
Was cooking all weekend for some reason.
Cooked a roast chicken on Saturday, and I’ve been regularly picking at the carcass lying in the refrigerator.
On Sunday I downloaded a recipe for raspberry and ricotta muffins, and baked them while a large pot of ‘Dave’s special spaghetti sauce’ simmered on the stove top.
Washed dinner down with a glass of red, while watching the new Doctor Who.
Life could be worst I guess.
Tonight I’ve been wondering what to do with the left over taters that didn’t get baked with the chicken.
Might make a potato omelette and drink another glass of red.
I recently uploaded to Flickr some photos from my trip to Greece so I’ll dig up some fragments.
I’ve been concentrating on work, and cutting up videos.
I finished a documentary coarse last week, and the main thing I learnt is that docos aren’t necessarily more truthful or any less of a story then a fictional piece
Enrolled in some night courses for next term. Tai Chi one night and learning the Tango later in the week.
The Tai Chi is to relax from the tension of looking like a dick while I’m learning to dance like some smooth Latin type.
I tried learning Tai Chi when I was younger to try to relax, but I found that I was getting uptight not getting the moves right the first time.
Maybe my current funk will put me in a better frame of mind.
Was cooking all weekend for some reason.
Cooked a roast chicken on Saturday, and I’ve been regularly picking at the carcass lying in the refrigerator.
On Sunday I downloaded a recipe for raspberry and ricotta muffins, and baked them while a large pot of ‘Dave’s special spaghetti sauce’ simmered on the stove top.
Washed dinner down with a glass of red, while watching the new Doctor Who.
Life could be worst I guess.
Tonight I’ve been wondering what to do with the left over taters that didn’t get baked with the chicken.
Might make a potato omelette and drink another glass of red.
I recently uploaded to Flickr some photos from my trip to Greece so I’ll dig up some fragments.
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