April 2011
4 posts
The moments before the lesson/life affirming scene
The older I get the less I write. This confuses me no end, because the older I get, the more I have to write about. My every diminishing return on my once favoured past time does cause me no end of contemplation. I would like to do more, no really. I tell myself at least once a week that it would be good to write, but I still don’t do it. How often can I write about not writing? Once a year...
January 2010
2 posts
The Jansen doing stuff →
2010 the shining beacon
It has to be said – I am not a serial blogger, an ethereal blogger maybe, and most definitely not the best at keeping up to date. But as 2010 dawns like a shining beacon of renewal I made a little note to myself to do a bit more writing of stuff. A dear friend keeps telling me to do more and last year I kept telling myself I would, but I didn’t. I had other things to contend with, like falling in...
November 2008
1 post
Why?
Why I haven’t written here for a while, I have no idea? It is not that my life has become any less relevant virtually, it is perhaps that I have become lazy. Changes are afoot for me, a move, and stuff. The Wire has finished, well it finished for me a while ago, I spent last winter watching it and have struggled to find something to fill the gap. I have considered re-watching it, I will...
August 2008
11 posts
Adult
Last night when I was driving in my car I smoked a cigarette. At one point I thought, ‘shit someone might see me smoking.’ And then I thought ‘who cares, you are an adult, it doesn’t matter.’ Which basically means I had to remind myself that I was not an underage smoker and no-one in the world would care if I was smoking. This realisation was a bit of a worry. Maybe I...
July 2008
12 posts
Me and my fantastical brain
I’ve been thinking a lot about love. I’ve been thinking about love in a moment. I want to say that I have some answers, but I don’t.
I would like to live the film version of my life, it has the best soundtrack, and happy endings, and sharing of sunsets.
I would like to have a love in my life that makes everything else seem irrelevant. I had it once. Perhaps that was it. Perhaps.
Here is a photo...
Weekend
Some photos from the weekend where my friends caught Lobsters in Rottingdean, and Minu’s eye’s looked amazing in the sun and the sky was brooding.
June 2008
33 posts
Kanye West = Squid brain
I am away at the moment. In Manchester. I like Manchester. Wicked old buildings and that, all red and stuff. Anyway. I was looking at the computer today and someone told me to look at Kanye West’s blog. It did make me laugh so. He uses ‘squid brain’ as an insult, genius. He also uses the term ‘you do the math’ which is most brilliant.
I am going stateside tomorrow,...
head hurt
Today I have had a really massive hang over. I hate it.
Also Timmy Mallett is a pre-madonna.
I love love love Alan Moore →
Stuff and things
So what makes a good page turner then?
I don’t know? How should I know? I mean, I read the De Vinci Code once because everyone told me to and I thought it was awful. Really one of the worst written things I ever had the misfortune to set my eyes upon, but I read it, I turned the pages. I mean it was shit but it was a page turner.
This was the conversation I had with myself last night as I was...
These folks do some good stuff. So there. →
This is someone that you must go and see when he... →
I just can’t find the words.
There are words in me just dying to come out.
The words say something about the world being a lonely place, and this realisation is a step into being an adult. The words say something about not wanting to realise that. They say something about hope being battered in the early morning. They something about finding solace in the arms of an episode of Home and Away. They say something about finding...
head butting cat
Below you will see a selection of photos from my Isle of White trip accompanied by my witty comments (I guess I should get a flickr thing). I missed my cat while I was gone and when I got home she actually went mental and head butted the sofa while chasing a ball. Life is good. I love life. No really. I do.
