Slap-Bass Odyssey

Contrary to what this blog might suggest, there has been a lot going on in life. I’ve just gotten to the end of an ultra-wearing run of subbing, plus I completed a fairly gigantic article, and now entered the hallowed phase known as “Well, if I haven’t heard anything, that’s probably good news…” One pleasent side-effect of the subbing was that I was around while the What’s On TV film desk was clearing out their DVD cupboard- and was able to pick up a fantastic amount of swag as a result. Having recently fallen under the spell of fantastically bizarre Brit comedy The Mighty Boosh, I was flirting with the idea of getting their DVD box set- and was then able to grab the first season for free! Huzzah! Plus, I’ve been sampling the second season of Arrested Development, and I’ve got a gigantic stack of movies and TV to watch- and Twin Peaks: Season 2 is finally winging its way towards me on DVD. Admittedly, my multi-region DVD player is finally starting to die, but we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it…

In other news, I’ve recommenced a rewrite on the book. I’m no longer certain if anything I’m doing is actually working, but I figure all I can do is slog through this version, get to the end, and see what I end up with. I’ve got to get myself writing more regularly, and in order to do that, I’ve got to finish what I’m currently working on.

Tomorrow will be another epic journey into London, which should hopefully include 28 Weeks Later, a small-scale, gritty indie film all about a man struggling with his relationship problems and where his destiny truly lies (along with a brief subplot about a black costume that’s actually an alien symbiote), and hopefully a ride down one of the fantastic-looking slides that are currently pretending to be works of art in the Tate Modern. Life is full of surprises…

Jelly and Ice Cream

I’d like to be effusive and full of observations on life– but I’m two days into a run of subbing, and I already feel like my brain is turning to porridge. It’s always so difficult to get anything done at times like these, and after a weekend that mainly consisted of ferenetic tidying, I think I’m starting to realise I have my limits. I need to sort this, though. I need to work on getting a different financial set-up where I can earn decent money through routes other than subbing– because at the moment, runs of more than a couple of days mean shutting my life down. With a two hour journey to and from work, it’s a long day. Getting through it feels like an acheivement– I’m trying to push myself further, but it’s downright tricky.

At the least, there’s George to help me out with a bowl of Jelly and Ice Cream when things get too tough.

Now, I’m going to chill out, and think happy thoughts. Today was lots of stress, and intensive detail work. Tomorrow will be better…