Goodbye

I've decided to bring Trout in the Milk to an end. Amongst the myriad reasons is the fact that I don't want to hurt anyone any more than I already have, and having an internet presence of sorts can only ever be a damaging thing in the circumstances. It's bad enough feeling under scrutiny when I'm out, even if it's just paranoia, so there's little point in me writing if I don't feel I can say what I want.

Possibly I'll get drawn back into the blogosphere at some point and set up a new blog, but for now I could do with a break from this bizarre conceptualised version of myself anyway. I'm trying to throw myself into different projects instead, including, strangely, signing up for the Sheffield 10k "Great Yorkshire Run". Training starts tomorrow. I'm also going to do an evening writing course as of September, with a view to polishing my writing portfolio for Hallam's Writing MA. Rob and Sam have also assured me that I'm still in the band, so that's an excellent focus-point too.

Fuck knows what I'll do over the Summer break though. I have no plans at all (Ed - please get me to a festival!) and I'll probably just go mental . . . I'd better start making a list.

Final words from Brian: "Do the washing up."

Fuck - that man's a genius.

(If you can't live without some random Oblique Strategies, go here.)

Oblique Strategy of the day

"Make a sudden, destructive unpredictable action; incorporate"

Cripes

Excitement

I've just bought the new Hot Club de Paris album (yes, I am at school, but I'm at least pretending to do work, so it's ok (i.e. it's polite to pretend))!

Oblique Strategy of the day

"Mute and continue"


Hands up who can imagine me mute? No one? You do surprise me.

Amazing footage of mushroom clouds, amongst other things

Neighbours and Dolphins

In addition to not watching Neighbours, I also have some white bits on my nails! This is definitely working towards my New Year's Resolutions goals (it's only taken me almost half a year).

This caught my eye: they can't be right, surely?

OMG Random Brian Eno is strangely on the ball

"Bridges - build - burn"

Big changes are afoot.

I've lost my Neighbours addiction for a start. Weird.

Gutted

A number of problems:

1) No car. Something is wrong with it, and I don't know what except that it involved scraping the offside rear wheel along the ground and was thus undrivable. And it cost me £40 to get it towed to the garage round the corner (guy from my recovery service on the phone: "It'll cost you £40, but when I say £40, that's the cash price. I don't believe in paying tax, so I don't expect you to pay me tax." lol!).

2) "Theoretical band" meeting tomorrow. In which I need to do a better job of pretending I have any sort of skill at guitar. I'm quite good at convincing myself that I'm ok when I don't have to prove it, but then various boys take a guitar out of my hands and I see that I'm shit. Which is shit.

3) It's very hard to focus on creative output when you have so much uncreative output to get through in your spare time. I really need to get organised.

4) Yet another flying visit North scheduled due to me being disorganised (see point 3) which means that yet again I have no free weekend.

5) No car = no food.

6) Everything costs loads of money.

7) This half term - the last of this year - is really fucking long. I'm longing for Summer holidays to a scary wishing-my-life-away extent . . .