Nov 05, 2009 23:56
Well I can't actually remember last time I posted on here.
Isn't it strange that as time goes by you immerse yourself in different 'phases'? I supposed Uni was my salvation, in terms of articulating myself and making friends with some truly amazing people..
I've come to realise just how obsessive I can be!
Anyway all very cryptic but getting one thought after another here!
So since graduating from Uni I now live in York with my housemate Sam (Who I have known for just over a year), her cat Jack and my kitten zebedee. This is it, this is my urban family! I teach Sam how to make soup and she teaches me how to shoot zombies on 'Left 4 Dead' on xbox! Fair trade beings I feel I am coming up to my 25th Birthday but act a hell of a lot older. I have become an obsessive cleaner/tidyer of the house. Partly because Zebedee tries to eat everything...(he growls at socks) I do actually talk about him as if he is my precious baby...which he is. All the love I wish I could give to a man is now sent to him instead...well less disappointment and Zebedee is guaranteed to be with me for atleast 17 years...yes I am a selfish pet owner..but isn't everyone??
Still writing material for stand up..working on ideas to raise £3000 to go to edinburgh fringe next year..hope my mind comes up with something soon or I may sack it! Maybe I could ask my ex tutor Dave (whose idea of art is stripping in the middle of a art gallery and playing football...by himself!)
Went to see Eddie Izzard (my actual comedy idol) apart from the Pythons...he was awesome. His ideas on creation are just amazing. He presented the concept that religion couldn't have been created without language..it was all chuntering in dark places before then! HA he makes me laugh so much that I wouldn't care if I were to be killed afterwards... some quotes:
"Charles Darwin wrote a book called: monkey, monkey, monkey YOU!"
"The origin of the word 'Assassin' comes from 'Hashish' and so it can be safely assumed the first assassins to emerge were useless, giggling, hungry, armed men..!"
I did however get a little emotional as I had two tickets to see him..once in Nottingham (which I did) and one in Newcastle..which I missed as by that time I was in Derby trying to use my arms after spectacularly falling off my bike, fracturing both elbows, breaking a bone in my wrist and breaking my front tooth....I cried because I had this daydream that the second time I went I would hang around the stage door and slightly convinced myself I was to meet the man I have watched repeatedly since..well since I can remember...and this being his last ever tour!
It was not meant to be and got signed off for 4 weeks from work(which I hate!)
Administrative duties are tedious and badly paid!
So here I am in Derby, hunched over my dad's notebook, with my right wrist in plaster and pain shooting up my arms.
My time is spent watching my parents dvd's (which is limited), searching for jobs and taking pain killers.
Who said hope was dead?
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