Treblekicker


Saturday
Staying in January

I'm just not that bothered about going out at the minute. Apart from the fact I'm a wee bit skint, after Christmas and the fun had by all during the festive system, it seems like the right thing to do. A time of year to watch a lot of films, chat to friends and get back in the swing of things. I could go to a party tonight but really I think I'd rather sit with Stu and watch a movie. I'm confident enough now to know that there'll be plenty of other opportunities to go out during the rest of the year and many more fun times to be had.

Kirsty'll be there from Monday. Think I'll send her a text, wishing her luck
I don't think my staying in has a lot to do with her though. I don't feel the need to hide away like after Zoe. In fact, there seems to be a few interesting things on the horizon anyway, although it's not worth committing them to a blog.
So what else at this pensive, nascent time of year?

Morvern Callar is an excellent film and a great adaptation of the book. I wasn't sure how they were going to handle it but she rings true and is as sexy as she was on the page. What is about the enigmatic ones I like? Maybe it's just because it's how I like to be.

One final thing. The book. I have another idea. The main character should be fat. Not sure why, maybe because it means I can put stuff in about food and also exercise. The two are certainly worth examining. I think the plot will come last after all of the feelings I've been getting about motifs, areas and so on...



Thursday
First post in just over a year, and what a year it's been (again). Good one on the whole and another one where there was a definite event that changed the course you were taking. Here now in Queen's Park with Frank (the only one up) just before midnight on a wet Thursday in January. Natalie, Sylvia and Dirty Derek are all in bed.

It's a shame it didn't work with Anna. It would've been nice to have her here, particularly as a friend, but we're still cool with each other and I like my life here. It's been an eventful majority of this year - after April that I've met a lot of good people and had plenty of fun. Things seem to be more than OK. I want to start writing again and this seemed like an informal low pressure way of starting.


To end I have to choose an image, like the bookmarks I use selected from flyers and other such ephemera. I choose Peter Saville, which the Design Museum of whose work I saw just a few weeks after I returned to the capital.