In only four short months I’m going to be moving out of my flat/appartment/whatever the hell you want to call it. I’ve lived there for about two and a half years now with two friends, and finally we’re going our separate ways. I spent some time earlier this year looking around to buy somewhere and realised I was far to poor to do it, which was a real emotionally draining experience.
Now I’ve decided that I’m going to rent a place of my own, it doesn’t have to be big or flash, and to be honest I seriously doubt it will be. All it needs to be is somewhere I can have some time to myself, to write, get in some guitar practice, or just read without any interruptions or feeling guilty about disturbing anyone else.
I really can’t wait.
Financially it’s going to be a strain but emotionally and mentally it’s going to be such a relief. Don’t get me wrong I like my current flatmates, hell one if them is one of my best friends. There comes a time though that you just need to grow up and branch out on your own.
When you live with your friends it can easily make or break that friendship. You either find nothing changes in that relationship or you begin to be irritated by everything they do. I think that after two years things have gone surprisingly well for me but the time is right to move on before things deteriorate.
I’m hoping to stay in Edinburgh because I love this city, it’s one of the nicest, most beautiful cities on the planet. I’m biased obviously because it’s home but even so I don’t think I’m too far off the mark. The only problem I’m going to have staying in Edinburgh is it’s so expensive to live here. In fact in the UK I think it’s the most expensive city to live in outside London. If I can’t manage to find somewhere in the city to live I have a couple of backup options that I’m considering. They’re not ideal but they’re better than nothing.
I really think next year will be a great one for me. I have a lot of plans and goals that should be reachable if I don’t lose focus, and do what I’m doing now which is essentially killing time.
All I really have to do now is find somewhere that’s within my budget.
Damn I’m tired today.
I had to rebuild my laptop last night. Yesterday trying to setup a VPN connection Windows decided to completely batshit on me and killed all the network connections. After lots and lots of hunting around forums, and trying to get support I eventually bit the bullet and reformatted the hard drive. It was something I’d thought about doing for a while, but put off because it’s such a monumental pain. So last night when I got home, I put in the recovery CD’s and went through the long dull process of reinstalling the system.
At some point through the whole process I had cracked open a beer, and had managed to work my through a few with one of my flatmates. While the laptop was doing it’s thing, we decided to fire up YouTube and watch a few comedy clips. After a few hours of laughing constantly I remembered a “Whose Line is it Anyway?” clip that was really funny, so we watched that. In hindsight it might have been a bad idea.
Since we laughed so hard at the clip, we decided to see what other clips were there from Whose Line. We found lots and laughed until we could barely breathe. There was one clip that we had to watch at least twice because we constantly missed parts of it, we were laughing so much. Eventually, I decided since I had to come to work today I should probably go to bed. It was at that point I realised it was after 5am. I had to get up for work in less than three hours, and I’d been drinking pretty solidly for at least 10 hours.
I wasn’t looking forward to today.
I’m actually feeling a lot better than I anticipated, but then again I fully expected to be huddled in a corner trying not to be sick. The one thing I think is going to break me though will be the game of football I’m playing tonight. Running around for an hour after less than 3 hours sleep, a 10 hour drinking binge, and a full day of work isn’t anyones idea of a good time.
I’m looking forward to 9.30 tonight. That’s when I get home and I can go to bed. I’ve got so much to do at the moment though I doubt I’ll be able to sleep that early. Top of the shit that needs to get done list is my final piece for my course, it’s only worth 50% of my mark so it’s not that important. It’s a major piece, and pretty scary that’s it so heavily influences the course. Still once it’s done I can relax, and I only have about three weeks to write it.
There’s a few other things going on at the moment but I’ll talk about them later.
Sheesh my ten minutes per day thing didn’t last long did it? In my defence I have been ill, and then very, very busy.
To be honest I’ve no free time to write anything here. I have a deadline for my course looming over me. It’s tomorrow, and I have to travel to London for work tomorrow too. The plan is to finish the essay tonight after I play football. Then I have three weeks left of this course.
The course has help me develop as a writer, not that you see any of that development here on the website. I do have some issues with it though. As we approach the end of the course the word limits for each assignment is still very close to thos at the beginning of the course. Now my preference would be for the work limit to increase a lot more than it has. The latest piece I’ve written feels very hollow to me. There was a lot more I wanted to say but because of the word limit I had to cut it down drastically.
What I really wanted from the course was, at the beginning to look at the word limit for the last assignment and be worried I wouldn’t be able to manage it. As it is, I would really like the limit to be about three times what it currently is. It is the first time the OU have ran this course so I’m sure in the next few years they will improve it. For me though, I just can’t wait to finish it. I enjoyed it up until the last assignment which is where I thought the limit’s shold have been raised.
I really should stop complaining about things that really don’t matter, but it is a shame. Although there is one thing about being so restricted with this course, that is a positive. It makes me really want to write something more substantial. That’s why I’m going to participate in this years NaNoWriMo. I’ve even managed to talk a few friends into it too.
This time I’m not going to promise to post again at the weekend. I’ll post again soon, but I’m not sure when. I’m going to concentrate on getting the final assignment for the course out of the way so i can be done with it. Then there’s the WCOOP. I’m still contemplating trying to qualify for a couple of these events on Stars. Hmmm, we’ll see.
"Ramble on,
and nows the time, the time is now
to sing my
song." – Led Zepplin
I’m not really in the mood for writing but I feel I should. So
today for ten minutes I’m going to just write whatever comes to mind.
***
It’s been a sucky type of week. I’m covering IT at work on my own,
and I’ve managed to catch a really annoying cold. Not content with
the bunged up snottyness of a normal cold, this one has decided to
add the extra attraction of making the muscles in my arms and legs
intermittently hurt like hell, and give me some annoying pins and
needles in my hands. So in short I’m pissed off.
Plus I can’t sleep because of the damn thing. First I’m too hot,
then I’m too cold. If I lie one way my arms hurt, if I lie another, I
can’t breath through my nose properly. Aaaarrrrggghhh.
I don’t want to sound like a whiny little bitch, but at the moment
that’s exactly what I am. I just want to take a day off work to lie
in bed and get over it but I can’t.
Since my heads not in the right place to write anything
substantial, I toyed with picking up the guitar again last night, I
haven’t played in months. I didn’t because when the impulse came over
me it was really late and I have flatmates who wouldn’t appreciate
being woken up with me clunking my way through some songs.
One of the reasons I wanted to pick it up is because I’ve been
listening to a lot of Stone Temple Pilots recently. I’d never gotten
into them the same way a few of my friends did. Although recently I
found a few acoustic versions of some of their songs and I really
wanted to be able to play them. So even though I have a deadline for
the next piece in my Creative Writing course looming over me, I think
tonight may well be dedicated to learning how to play a few STP
songs.
Speaking of STP, I was watching a few episodes of RockStar
Supernova I had saved, and their songs are on it all the time.
Normally I HATE reality TV shows. They are a plague in TV land. Tis
one though I’ll allow. It’s tough not to enjoy talented musicians
playing old rock songs. Especially when a great deal of those songs I
grew up listening too.
***
Well that’s the ten minutes of bitching and complaining up. I’m going to do another ten minute
session tomorrow, (this time without being a whiny bitch), and continue doing them until I get out of my current "can’t
be bothered writing" mood.
Steve Irwin died today while filming an underwater documentary. According to the reports he was killed by a stingray barb to the chest.
Here’s the report from the BBC
