Christopher Hamilton

"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.