It goes on & on & on & on & on.

I hope I'm the one to be doing the pies tomorrow. I remember when I thought doing the chickens was new and slightly more fun.
I'm so sleepy.
It's getting warmer and warmer, I notice this as I walk about and realise my chosen hoodie was the wrong choice. I think this summer will have lots of Stereophonics in it because they have that feel to them, just like The Thrills.
The Thrills were on the radio at work, the bakery was all mine so I might of sang to the content of my heart.
So much for the city.
It was St. Patrick's Day yesterday and I never knew. This is how much I care about the world and it's flags.

Sookie could Stack my House.

When I go up to bed now, I go up there to sleep. It is now as the name suggests, a room for just my bed. Because of this I have a big old back log of Rescue Me and Shameless to watch.
I need more time. I know if you eat another man's heart you gain his courage but do you also gain his time?
I say I need more time, I'm doing shit all tonight as I fancy doing nothing at all. Made myself some lovely food and digested in front on the tv.
It has been a while since I have cooked something good. I can't believe I even considered doing a catering course. It was just a passing thought, came and went in a fortnight, but I would never like to work in a kitchen. I'd still like to own some pretty eatery, at the moment I'm wanting a Merlotte's style bar.
I love True Blood. It's truly amazing. I can't believe I almost didn't watch it.
Last week I especially liked how Jason said the exact right words he should of. I don't like Jessica, she's not pretty despite what all the folk are saying.
I miss Amy, she was perfect. Apart from the V addiction and the other problems that stemmed from that but she was pretty and travelled and made jewelry. Everyone loves a traveling jewelry maker.

It's time to check my eyelids for holes.

My day off has felt more like a day at work as I was at work. Someone was ill so I was covering.
It'll put me in a good standing when I start saying I can't do certain days or have to go off to interviews.
I wasn't best pleased to begin with as I was looking forward to a day to myself even if I just did have a week of my own.
It wasn't all bad.
People thought I was a real hard worker today, with everything being so clean. It's not true, I was just a complete cluts today, spilling several buckets of water everywhere. At least everything is now clean.
Soon be April and then I go back to slightly more normal hours once everyones got their holidays done.

I literally have nothing to say. My mind feels all peaceful and empty. It's lovely.

Sixteen and twelve.

Dear me I forgot early mornings.
I was listening to my iPod last night and Motorcycle Drive By came on. I get excited about listening to this song and last night was no different. But then my iPod went and died before he could even finish the first word. Summerti...
It was a small sad moment for me there.
Stephan Jenkins, you giant tease!

I miss Rory. I haven't had a talk with him for ages now and it was longer still since I had a real heart to heart with him. I'm enjoying doing my portfolio so it's not all bad.
I thought I wouldn't get to play guitar for ages but once interviews are done and gone I'll be able to do anything without thinking about how my time could be better spent.
I've been saying to myself that I wont stop drawing and make upping and such as soon as I don't need to, but I don't much faith in what I say.
I could fill my time by writing a novel. Then adapt it into a screenplay ready for when someone wants to turn it into a film.

I wanna do real bad things with you.

I've been lazy with this recently. I'm not bothered and today I'm going to be even more lazy.
I love True Blood and I love the intro sequence just as much. I watch it every time even if I can fast forward it.
The next best intro would have to be Band of Brothers, both of which are HBO shows. HBO go all out with their intro sequences. And speaking of HBO, The Pacific starts this Easter. I've been looking forward to it for the best part of a year or more.

I do love brown.

Goodness me I was rough this morning. When I got home I tried to have more wine but it just wasn't going to happen. And today I made a regrettable mistake and it's one I have made a few times before without learning. Never ever eat chips for breakfast. I thought long and hard about what I wanted to avoid masses of grease, a chip bap wasn't void of grease.
I'm only just coming back to the land of the living with the help of potato cakes and crumpets.

Seeing my gran last night was great. She is my favourite person in the world, I cannot stress how much this is so. She gave me a book and I shall start that tonight I think. A Michael Crichton one. My favourite author from my favourite person.

Bought some carpet with my dad today. Saw my room there and it is well lush. I found a book of mine there too, one full of photographs from World War II which will give me more to do now. So much so that I will have to get a new sketchbook tomorrow.

I have nothing much to say at all today other than I am not looking forward to going back to work next week. I went to see the rota today and once again I get to work five out of seven days. It's not full time hours so I can't complain that much but I never want to work again after this week off. I've had a great little week to myself and it's lasted forever.
I wish I had a job that involved very little work. Here if I am at work for four hours I am working for four hours unlike the radio station where I would be at work for six hours but only do and hour and a half's work. Expending too much energy is not my game

Geishas and water lilies.

Bollocks. This was what I thought this morning.I got a letter today from one of my colleges saying thanks and we'll invite you to an interview soon. It's good but as soon as I have that date I'm going to be doubting everything and thinking I have to little.
I got a thank you letter from UNICEF too so I can't complain, at least I didn't grow up on the streets raising my siblings. Nope, my dilemmas are far from important.
Now though, I'm feeling great as I did two big pieces today that I am pleased with. And for me to please myself like that is pretty big.
Another thing which is big news, I'm going to see my gran tonight with my mum. Long story short the past seven or more years they haven't spoken for reasons, both were too stubborn to change that until Facebook came along. Really, is there anything that site can't do?
Yeah, so keeping it short they are now talking and we're going across very soon.

I think I'll tidy my room over the weekend because it's a mess and has been for too long to remember. It'll take all weekend to tidy but it needs to be done as I'm sure to find lost treasures. Like just now I found the oil pastels I stole from school, definitely a good move Past Dan.
And I stood on something that went through my flip flop and into my foot, and when you can't walk into your room with footwear on and still escape unscathed then you now it's about time to clean it up.
I think I'm carpet shopping tomorrow. It would be a fun journey but it's with my father.
I was going to go there tonight as I haven't slept there since Christmas but once again I have a better offer. A real offer this time, a night out, sometimes a better offer can just be a night in the cellar.
My room is decorated there, all new, I should go see it in all it's glory. Beautiful and brown and awash with blue and hibiscus flowers. Could it be anymore Dan?

Angels & Airwaves come early this year.

I sat outside today in flip flops enjoying the light and putting my week off to great use. For about half an hour and my hands began to stop working.
Now half my mouth isn't working from my trip to the dentist. Yesterday I spilt my beer and tonight I can't drink any as it all just leaks out the other side.
But I'm all happy about this, I feel all content and warm sat in this corner because earlier I couldn't help but think everyone had died. When you have no idea where everyone is and the only explanation is a horrific car accident. No one died, well, no one I care about.
It's still very much love/hate with paint. I suppose it's only right that I can't pick up a brush and be good right off, but damn it I wish it wasn't so.
I'm also creating a little world for myself with the work I am doing and I'd much rather stay here than go chase a career. Dangerous times because only last week I was all stoked for make up.

I saw a cat cross the road while I was walking home tonight and it did it in a fashion that would indicate some intellingence. I don't like cats.
I also saw a BMW G5 bike in town. No doubt it belongs to my best friend I'm yet to meet, but it's a good sign that he's in Buxton.

Spilt milk.

Nearly forgot about this tonight.
Not much to say other than I spilt my glass of beer before. I had just one sip before deciding to share it with the floor. I'm not exagerating, it really was the saddest thing to happen to me for ages. I was looking forward to it lots and lots.
I'm been feeling a little pissed of with myself of late because of my good sleeping pattern. I'm up at eight each morning, get up and do something. Everyday has a reason to get up for but it's then a real battle to see anything after eleven at night. I stayed up past midnight last night and it might as well of been four o'clock in the morning by the way I felt.
I'm always falling asleep when my head hits the pillow too. It's great in a way, a good routine filled with excellent sleep but I still feel annoyed at myself for whatever reason.
I feel like a bit of a pussy with these constant early nights.

I really need to do some make up as I am fast forgetting that is what I want to do.