Saturday, September 20, 2008

When I was a kid I would spend hours doing underwater flips (forwards and backwards) in our in-ground para-pool. Now I stand in the shower with my head looking down, and the water trickles into my nostrils and fills my head with pressure, that tangy burst behind my nose, and I wonder if my body is already starting to fail.

Friday, September 19, 2008


When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unus'd to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long-since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight.
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd, and sorrows end.


Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Not much to say.

This is a first blog, and I don't have much to say.

I have essays to write (Medieval crusades, in particular) and a messy bedroom. I miss my friends, who are all hidden away with their books and numerous coffee cups. I wonder if their caffeine:productivity ratio is as whack as mine - I reckon I'm probably sitting on 3:1.

Djeis and I finally finished Room for Rent. It's here and here. I'm pretty happy with it.

I've been trying and struggling to be productive. It is so often for me like banging my head against a wall. I am envious of people who are prolific with their creativity. But wait, those who are more than just prolific, those who produce a lot of stuff that's not shit, in fact, it's reallyreallygood. Whenever I attempt to create for creation's sake, the result is hardly ever something I'm happy with. I guess I ought to keep persisting for those little jewels that emerge, every now and again.

Yesterday I went to talk given by Graham Reid, longtime journalist and music-lover, who was speaking about early Flying Nun days. Some of the music that came from those bands is incredible, I think - thoughtful and accessible and fun. This song is driving me through today.

I'm also a fan of the new Dimmer single 'Degrees of Existence', I haven't really liked much of their stuff before but I think this is really good.