bifta_the_kid

ksimsek asked: Did you have fun on Saturday? I did.

There isn’t a date on this…are you talking last saturday at the warehouse party or the one before?

Week_Off_List

I have a week off. I have lots of things to do and no idea which order to do them in. I have lots of people to see and no idea which order to see them in. This is my list in no particular order;

1. Washing x 3 loads

2. Call work about Brighton Rep

3. Haircut

4. Tidy house; Kitchen, Bathroom, Lounge, Bedroom, Hallway

5. Take Hoover back to Argos

6. Buy jeans

7. Buy bike wheel

8. Use Sushi Vouchers

9. Get cardigan off p

10. Get trainers off N

11. Bake at least 1 cake

12. Cook at lease 2 good meals

13. Go somewhere special

14. Buy a birthday card for someone, L, S

15. Buy Birthday Present for L, S

16. Buy some train tickets somewhere

17. Put up curtains

18. Call Sky

19. Call dad

20. Sweep Balcony

21. Have lunch/dinner with at least two different people from S, E, E, K or even K.

22. Call E about M and celebration plans

23. Buy external Hard drive

24. Send headphones back

25. Enquire about Ebay record

We ‘work to live’, not ‘live to work’

I’ve never been sure of this saying, my gut reaction is to agree with the former; however I always return to the latter as a default…especially when times get hard, not just financially, but personally. It seems work is a release, a shield. 

If i’m working hard then nobody can judge me, or hurt me or look down on me. Its a shroud to mask loneliness, an anaesthetic to quell pain, a distraction against heartache. ‘Sorry i’m busy at work’, ‘Sorry I can’t talk I’m working’, ‘Can’t make it tonight i’ll be here late’ Like a junkie the excuses come easy, the reality doesn’t. 

My dad was a grafter, he only really taught me two things; work hard, and a firm handshake will get you far. They’re both great pieces of advice, and I’ll certainly preach them to my children, but a mantra? A legacy? No. There has to be more to it. What about craft, flair, art, dreams, family…and love? These never stood in the way of work when I grew up, and I respected him for it. Working made you a man, earned you respect and gained you status, only it really doesn’t. You do that.

Bury yourself away and everything else will roll along nicely. Except it doesn’t, it rolls along easily enough and, sure, it’ll collect no moss, but it’ll have gathered a pace that is much quicker than yours, and you’ll not notice until you’ve clocked out. Then the guilt comes, the fear of being left behind, out of touch. And thats the worst fear I know, its all consuming and all powerful, and most of all it makes me want to do one thing. Work.

Anonymous asked: Smack tits sarnie?

Only with Brown sauce, no ketchup please.

Anonymous asked: are you single

As I don’t think it would be healthy to be in a relationship with a pair of leather boots, i’ll have to say yes :)

Anonymous asked: What's your favourite thing in the whole wide world (apart from food!)

Hmmmmm, a difficult question. You obviously know me or you wouldn’t have mentioned food ;) I think i’ll have to say the Boots I just bought last week, they’re positively sexual. Next week it could be something different though…

I’ve forgotten how much I love writing.

Its New Years Resolution time, normally I don’t go in for them. I’ll logically pan it out in my head that you can make any resolution on any day for any date, and it’ll hold more gravitas than it would on NYE if you really want it too. Now, I still firmly believe this to be true, but because I need to make some resolutions and it just happens to be around the end of the year…i’ll use it as a springboard, yeah, that’s all, a nice little lift off. So here goes;

1. I will listen to more music, and not just new music, and certainly not just ‘New Music’ either, the sort that Radio1 forces down our throats day-in day-out. No. More old music, more of my back catalogue, the stuff that makes me happy, makes me focused and makes me want it more.

2. I will write more, hopefully relating to resolution #1, but not limited to that. At the start of this year I was writing more than I ever had before, and now i’m writing less, apart from pointless shit on facebook. Which itself is neither interesting or fulfilling as it used to be. No. More stuff for me, for you, for anybody. As long as its from a good honest place.

3. I will service my 1210s and buy some vinyl, even if its one a month, and possibly do some gigs. Using records, yes, real ones. Made of that black floppy stuff with the grooves in.

4. I will worry about my job less when i’m not there, and focus more when I am.

5. I will talk more to people with my mouth, and less with my keyboard (sans resolution #1)

6. I will read more.

7. I will ride my bike more (inevitable with the weather really).

8. I will play more football.

9. I’ll listen. To you and to me.

See you there. x