Friday, 30 December 2011

The Awkward Moment When...

Well you know where this is going...


I don't know why I use this blog as a sort of diary, but here goes nothing...

Typically the dark days of winter are notorious for dark thoughts of loneliness and betrayal. And that, with the added cabin fever, makes everyone quite cranky and on edge but also slothful and glutenous.

Well yesterday I think I reached my tipping point and spilled all this darkness and fever and edgy gluttons everywhere. Well I say everywhere, it was just to one person, and it was just one thing I said, but it put me on edge and opened my eyes to how much of a fool I really am. I'll give you three guesses who this person was...

All I said was, well it was a completely childish thing to say really, and I don't think I'll repeat it, because it was so stupid and childish, but either way it made her say 'Dude, don't be awkward. You know what I mean.' And I replied 'Yes I do.'

Well I'm now hugely embarrassed because the whole thing told me that I was being a truly unsubtle being, which is something no one wants. You can't force anything to happen, you just have to be natural about the whole situation. Though saying that, at the same time I can't stop feeling this way. I don't know what to say about the whole situation. People expect us to be more than what we are, which at the moment we're just good friends, which is not what my mind wants us to be, though at the moment it's thinking that we've had a falling out because of this whole thing and that we're both going to be awkward about everything and everyone. But that's just my mind being my mind. I think it's because of these winter months. No one in my family does well, mentally, in the winter - mainly because we all have to spend time with each other.


Well thankfully I think that's enough of that, and I should possibly take this opportunity to tell you that I have been drawing. It's something to do, and if it amuses people then who am I to deny my abilities? If you want to read any of the 'Badly Drawn Adventures of Big Tom' then please click away!

New Years is just around the corner, and once it's happened I'll be glad, I don't know why it always feels like a fresh start, but everyone always treats it as one. We're all going to lose weight and achieve great things this year! Well for some of us that's bound to be true. This year, at least, I'm going to become a driver, and a member of the healthy and employed. And if I achieve all that then I'm sure my other goals, like moving out, becoming a proper Author, and travelling the world will eventually follow. That might be a lot for just one year you're thinking, but it's a leap year as well so we have even more time to fulfill our dreams and stop sitting at home, at our desks, dreaming.

Well said? I think so. To all of you, a very Happy New Year. I hope to see, speak, and hear from you all very soon. With lots of Love...

Carpe diem! Until next time bloggers...

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

96 Posts Later...

I have no idea why I don't really write these anymore, but it would appear that I don't as often as I did. I don't know why this is though it might be due to my lack of life at the moment. I've been job hunting in these past months while my friends all continue their employment or education and I suppose that makes me quite jealous, but not so at the same time.

Over this Christmas Season I've been sleeping in as well, though I think that's due to illness and general tiredness. I don't know why I've been tired a lot recently, but I was talking to Pill the other day and he was feeling the same, it must be an end of year thing, though I imagine it's because he's got a lot of real work to do.

I think it's safe to say that I've eaten too much, ignored my driving, and become a tremendous slob during this celebration, and that's far less than I've done before now. Though saying that, during my Mother's annual Christmas Party last Friday, HB's Aunt, and partly her Mother were encouraging me to catch HB under the Mistletoe - if you understand me. I really don't know where to stand with HB, or how she feels about the whole situation. I do know that my feels, on the other hand, have not changed in the slightest, and for that matter, they might have gotten stronger. *Sigh*

I remember why I don't write these so often now. It's because I never have anything to talk about apart from what's on my mind and in my thoughts, and she's always in my thoughts. I know I'm sad, I'm a sucker, and I'm stuck this way.

New Years is coming up, so I think it's only time for things to change in one way or the other.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. I've been such an idiot.

Monday, 12 December 2011

Christmas Lights...

I don't know why I leave it so long to post things between things, but I'll tell you November was a very busy month...

Well I say November was a bit of busy-ness but now it's December and Christmas is just around the corner. I have decorated, given gifts, received things (Thanks Tag), and sent out my Christmas Cards to the four corners of the globe believe it or not. I've sent things internationally this year. Christmas is getting big.

And with all this Christmas stuff you have to mention the food, and I had a tremendous time at the Goolliams' Flat eating and drinking and having a good time. After all Christmas is a fantastic time to spend with all the people you love most of all from HB Sauce to Pill, you're all brilliant.

Unfortunately, it's yet again that time of year to be thinking about what you're going to do in the upcoming year. And that's always frightening. At the moment I have two plans - ooooo look at me planning things. Only one of these plans I like, but the other one will probably be better for me. Either way I'm sure you'll hear about it at some point.

I hurt both physically and emotionally, and I don't know why physically. Emotionally I'm confused, and before you start Tag, no I'm not gay, I know you want me to be, but no, I'm not. Editing the NaNoWriMo thing might get my mind in order, I don't know.

Perhaps I'll get something else you requested from me done later Tag, how would you feel about that? Or maybe I'll read something. I wonder which is more likely.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Merry Christmas!

Sunday, 20 November 2011


Well as some of you have asked me what my story is about - here's my basic plot...

Although, because it involves some people you might know, even by their basic codenames in this blog I'm just going to tell you the characters right now and get it over with: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, and Me. Ha, ha, now it's almost really difficult for you to figure out who anyone is, apart from myself. I thought of this idea in my second year, returning to uni on the train, and it occurs between the 1st Novembver and the 30th, for obvious reasons (i.e. NaNoWriMo takes place between those dates). So without further ado, here's the basic premise:

I am returning to uni after a thrilling home where I attended a Halloween party, it's not really relevant, anyway on the train ride I realise my phone doesn't work and then the train stops working a bit. We manage to get to the station and I walk up the hill, in the pouring rain, and get welcomed back into the flat (do you guys remember the flat?) by A and G.

Okay, nothing untoward just yet. Then the power goes out, and we hang out in the kitchen, just chatting, and worrying about our frozen food, and given that it's dark, and we don't actually have any lights we all just go to bed and call that that.

Then my phone works again, and I have missed calls from my Mum, I phone her back. She says stay put we're coming to get you. A bit odd, so I ignored it. We went to the Union to find out the news. There's no one there, everything is locked up. At the Attic Bar we see our first griffin. A bit frightening, but go with it. So we all make it back to the flat, the skies filled with griffins eating starlings. We pass a group of Minotaurs, Ogres and a small Dragon fighting over the field of dead cows. With me so far?

Anyway, hungry, we plan a trip to Tesco in the dark, because we don't think the griffins and other things we encountered work in the dark. We watch the 'Baaing Flat' get eaten by the pride of griffins, and we leave it at that. (It's nice to get your revenge in literature) Getting to Tesco, easy, getting it, medium, getting out, hard. The army have taken over the store, keeping the reserves rationed. Goblin mine collapses, goblins attack with stone tools, the army guns don't work, fight ensues.

C is shot with an arrow in the back, B says that they'll stay with C and for the rest of us to go, G says they'll stay too. I should say at this point that D isn't with us. So, A, E, F, and myself leave them, thanks to our survival instincts. We hide in a church, have the same heavenly prophetic dream and decide to go see D, although it's a dangerous journey across many miles.

We meet a wizard's apprentice named Sanil, and have many more adventures and run-ins with the army and magical things on our way to the final Act - which I haven't written yet, nor will I tell you until it has been.

So, what do you think? I know you Tag, you're trying to figure out who everyone is, unless you've done it already. Just know that this is the U version of events, it's a fanfic of my own life (well, sort of) and as such many details have been left out of this brief synopsis.

Did you like it? If you didn't then by all means comment, if you did then by all means comment. But in either case I think you should check this out - here - it's something I drew, and I'm not proud of it, but I will be working to make it better.

I think that's all I shall speak of right now,

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

Friday, 18 November 2011

A Cup of Tea And A Slice Of Skyrim...

Well I say a slice of Skyrim, and I say a cup of tea, what I really mean is a damn sight more than a slice of the almighty legendary godly game that is Skyrim and a teeny bit more than just one cup of tea.

So, probably thirty-five teas, seventy-two coffee's, and nearly a full twenty hours sent playing Skyrim later I have returned to you my fellow following loyalists. Or should that read loyal fellow followers? Anywho, I've been well, though I think I'm now coming down with some wintery bug or another, which sucks tremendously.

The job search continues, I waited nearly a month to hear from just about anyone since my first CV-spree, and yet again I found myself doing it again today, and yet again I found nothing - well I say nothing. Comet on the other side of Bridgend (yes I walked all that way) took a CV off me - so I call that a 100% improvement from a month ago - they didn't take any last time, and now I shifted one! Yay me!

I know what you're thinking, is that sarcasm or is that actual excitement? Well, in truth, it's a bit of both. Sure I feel that, due to my graduate status (though that's not enough to get a graduate job, no I needed a 2.1 for that), I feel that I'm too good for a job as a Warehouse Associate, though the other part of me is saying, just grin and bare it, it's money, and no one truly dreams of a career in a Comet store. Do they? Either way, they took my CV, and I'm grateful. Next steps, actual Career moves - watch this space for more! (now don't I sound cool?)

So after that completely demoralising day-out and generally poor week (if you don't include Monday and Tuesday which were completely awesome - and I should probably tell you about them), I'm quite tired - but a tired man's work is never done. I have been trying to do NaNoWriMo - as you know - and I haven't really done any this week so I plan on doing a Write-A-Thon type thing to catch up soon. At the moment my total stands at 13,625 words, were my estimated total by today should be closer to 36,000 words. Okay, so I've got a lot of catching up to do, but I think the story's going to be quite good, even if the English and grammar isn't. And in saying that I'm sure you won't ever read it because, as I've described it before, it's a sort of fan-fiction of my own life. Sad isn't it? I'm my own fan. But then if others aren't who else are you going to turn to?

Anyway, NaNoWriMo-fails behind, Monday and Tuesday were the days of this week that I set aside for my Birthday, so presents, meals, more meals, gaming, presents, movies, meal, and more presents again. Which was absolutely brilliant, and what was even better was reliving my student days with a Midnight trip to Tesco with the lovely HB Sauce - cold coffee and talking, what better way to end a brilliant celebration of my getting older. I'm 22 now - look, look! I caught up!

BTW HB, I haven't had time to use my completely superb present yet, but Saturday comes, and cereal needs to be eaten! (Pictures to follow).

I think that's it for now. Until the next time I moan, let's see what I can do. Perhaps get some work experience in a newspaper or a publishing house - ah one can dream.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Truth, from now until my next blog I will answer any question you have for me completely truthfully - so give me your best shot.

P.S.S. Movember Update: as some of you have already seen, my Mo is a bit pathetic, but the only thing stopping me getting rid is the knowledge that you guys are sponsoring me. And if you haven't - it's for a good cause, so just click here and donate now!

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

The 92nd Amendment...


So it's been a while yet again. And I don't think I have an excuse this time. Not one excuse, which isn't like me.

I've recently discovered Coffee, which is either a good thing or a bad thing. I think I had a withdrawal thing this morning, to which I drank and the pain went away. I could be addicted. Hmm...

Anyway, this was only ever going to be a quick hello and a tell you how I'm getting on. I'm writing a NaNoWriMo entry this year, and I'm already 15,000 words behind where I want to be on the 9th November, but that's like a day's work, right?

I'm also growing my mustache for Movember. I know, I know, stop laughing - I probably won't end up like this:

But here's a video explaining everything about Movember:

And here's my progress video:

So please Sponsor My Mo here. I think that's about it. I'll try to update more and more as the year dies. It's my birthday next week, and I don't know what I'm doing for it just yet, perhaps I should figure that one out now.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

Monday, 17 October 2011

The Rain In Spain...

I know, I know, I've been neglecting you again. I suppose there's no real excuse this time except to say that I'm distracted, though I might tell you about that later...

How're you? I trust you're well.

Things in my world are a little topsy turvy at the moment, well they may seem normal to you but its just feeling very weird and unstable to me. Things move fast and slow all at once, and nothing seems to be happening to me. Life just continues, and at the moment I'm an observer, I've been knocked off the path my some inconsiderate driver and I'm waiting for the Roadside Saviour to come along and help me.

Okay enough of the analogies, if anyone's going to help me, then it's going to be me more than anyone else. 'Always look out for Number One' my Mother says. It just seems too cut-throat and cruel to be true - but then I here about murders and suicides and fires on the news every evening and realise that this world really isn't as nice as I like to think it is.

But saying that, I'm no pushover myself. Or I like to think so, if you have anything to say on the matter then by all means leave a comment down below - I'd love to know what you think.

Last week was a busy time, a surprise birthday rendezvous for HB Sauce's birthday went off quite well I think - many incidents occurred and I hope HB enjoyed herself - after all that's all that matters, it was her birthday after all. People still call me a 'mug' (Hi Master) and I suppose I am, but it was a nice trip out either way - or at least I thought so anyway.

Driving is going well. I'm not quite the King of the Road just yet, but I think I can competently drive from my house to Wildmill and back without much problem (which is where I am in my learning by the way). I do need to brush up on my Highway Code though.

I've applied for a job at a well known superstore, thanks to HB's Aunt and Cousin who offered to get me a form and take it in for me. It might be an odd thing to you (I know what you're thinking) but I appreciated it all the same.

And it would seem, why all this was happening, and while Wales missed out on the Rugby World Cup Final, I found myself distracted, in the middle of it all just looking in, feeling lost, unwanted, and lonely. I don't know why - it's just this odd feeling I get every now and then. It's really quite stupid, but when I go a couple of days without seeing anyone except my family I feel that everyone else has gone away and they'll forget about me. And as I write this I realise that I have some similarities to the Dog herself (Yes Poppy, I mean you, stop tilting your head as if you know what I'm on about).

So this rut I'm stuck in better get out of my way, because I plan on powering through. And this self-therapy is definitely going to get me there.

Oooh, I just realised that my 100th Blog is coming up and I think I should do something special to mark my first century of blogs. Any suggestions?

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

Sunday, 9 October 2011

Fly Me To The Moon...

I was watching a film today, and it got me thinking. I really do like how some people say those few magical words that make others fall instantly in love with them. So with out any further ado, here are my 'Top 5' -

5. Three To Tango

4. Stranger Than Fiction

3. Beauty and the Beast

(I had to link this one because the Embedding was disabled for some reason - so click the name.)

1.When Harry Met Sally

So if you liked my 'Top 5' then by all means comment down below and tell me how much you liked it. If you didn't then please compete and comment down below with your 'Top 5' - I'd love to see them. I am a sucker for a Romantic Film after all.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

Thursday, 6 October 2011

I Should Never Have Advertised My Job Search...


Just so you know, I'm not best please as of 5-minutes ago.

My mother has been looking for jobs for me. Graduate jobs. I don't know whether you know this, but Graduate jobs require 2.1s or higher. And I got a 2.2 (although I was a mark or two off the 2.1), and this is a great source of disappointment for my mother - and for me if I'm honest.

So there Mum is, looking at all these lovely jobs, and then saying 'Oh, it's in London' - Mum I know! - 'Why don't you move to London then?' - Do you think I have the money to move to London?!

And here's where the anger begins. Not only did I work very hard and acquire that shitty grade, not only did my mother hang up the phone when I told her, not only did she instill this idea that a 2.2 is a very disappointing thing and a great source of shame, but then she goes onto the Asda website.

I don't know about you but I really don't want to work in a Supermarket, and if I did Asda is definitely not the Supermarket I would choose. But then she clicks on the Asda Graduate Jobs Section. And as I have already clarified for a Graduate Job you need a 2.1 or higher. So it came as no surprise when she opened her insulting gob to say:

'You can't even get a job at Asda!'

I don't know why I bother sometimes. Perhaps I should just quit. I've never been one for quitting, but perhaps this is the time to start. Perhaps I should just crawl into a hole somewhere, and hunt fish in a small lagoon, until 500-years later someone comes along and steals my ring? What do you think? Would anyone care?

I wouldn't care for me right now in the foul mood she's put me in. Perhaps I should eat a dozen pancakes, dripping in syrup and ice cream, and call it a life. Good by world, my clotted arteries have decided that I'm not going to see you now. 'Tar-tar!'


Carpe diem (though not so much for me), until next time bloggers...

P.S. Some of the most successful people in the world didn't have any qualifications when they started. And there are even very successful people with Qualifications. So what's stopping me? This perfect inbetweener? The answer...nothing! The Sky's the Limit - CARPE DIEM!

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Job Searching Rain Drops...

I know some of you judge me for being lazy and unemployed but I don't know whether you know this. I've actually been looking for jobs for quite a while. Admittedly they are online jobs, but where else am I going to get a Writing Job around here?!

I don't know whether my expectations have sunk low enough to apply for the Glamorgan Gazette yet, but a job's a job right now. I don't know. I've contemplated many times right now just marching down to town and finding any sort of retail job that's going. I know it'll kill me slowly inside, but money is as money does. I don't think I'm cut out for retail. But we shall see.

Perhaps I should become a Baker instead of a Writer - I'm watching/catching up on the Great British Bake Off and I'm getting great urges to bake/make something.

I'm just a little down today, I'm sure its because of the weather.

I don't know whether I can write in this state, but I'm going to certainly try. My editor got back to me this afternoon and told me that my previous review didn't quite cut it. I thought that was me out of it, but now he's given me the opportunity to do my own style. Absolutely anything. I don't know about you, but that much freedom is a very daunting thing to have. It's a definitely Eeeky situation.

So to sum up, I'm going to try and find any old job to apply for, and I'm going to write no matter what, be it a book, an article, or manual for tractors. I really do want to become a writer, and I think at this point I've just got to leave behind all this emotion stuff, and stop feeling down for myself. Emotions just get in the way, with the weather being what it is.

Tag, hurry up, I want to watch the first video of our enterprise!

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Mistress, I don't know whether that was your name or not, I'm not Sam, and Smeccles that's not you. Much love.

Monday, 3 October 2011

New Phone New Blog...

So here we are again, after nearly two-weeks of beautiful and scorching weather for the beginning of Autumn, the rains have returned...

Hello everyone, how have you been? I've not been up to much, and yet I've managed to fill my days with just about anything - which is strange for an unemployed person.

I've started a new story, one no one has read yet which I post on a Friday on devinatArt - the links of which you will find below. Have a read, and let me know what you think.

As for anything else, housework and xbox play a key part in my day-to-day now - with the odd text and phone call to a few people. It's all routine now. The dog wakes me up at 3am maybe 4am - I let her out, shout at her, and then go back to bed. I get up when everyone has left the
house at 9am and I start my day of cleaning, writing, reading, and xboxing.

At the moment I'm only xboxing because I'm writing reviews - I know exciting right? Links of which can also be found below. But that problem with the reviews at the moment is that I didn't quit on one review - a certain fable if you will - and I tried and failed too many times on that one review so I'm not in my editor's good books and I'm on my last chance. So fingers crossed the review I sent him this morning should re-assure him.

In other unfortunate news, my phone died - but don't worry I have a new one. And this Smart Phone, using one of its many apps, told me that if I worked out for half and hour every day, and ate right, that I might just lose 88 pounds by 2015. Now 88 pounds is 6 stone, or 39kg, I don't know about you, but putting it that way, compared to how much I weigh now - 288.4lbs (you work it out) doesn't seem like much. Does it?

I've forgotten to tell you something secret, and it'll stay that way until I know what's happening. So watch this space for excitement - hopefully.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Here's something I used to do to get people to blog. But if you want to join in then by all means leave a comment down below, or start up you're own blog. I don't care which, I just want to share the blogging love.

Anywho - Question: If you were a food substance, which food substance would you be?

I would be either a Hog Roast or an odd shaped Potato. Go forth and answer the question!!

Monday, 26 September 2011

There's Clearly Something There That Wasn't There Before...

Courtesy of my sister's unhealthy Youtube habits I was linked, earlier this month, to perhaps my favourite Disney film. I say perhaps, it is my favourite Disney film. Beauty and the Beast not only captivated me when I was a child, it does so, as I discovered this afternoon, as an adult too.

I don't know what it is about the story, or the characters, or the fantasy, but something about it made me think. Am I really a heterosexual man? And do you know the answer?

Well the answer, to disappoint some of you, was YES I am a heterosexual man, despite my love of childish movies with, mainly, romantic plot lines. I am a sucker for a RomCom after all. Its something Disney does to you, especially if you're spoon fed the films for a very long time. I know another person who has this cheery and Disneified view on life (Hi Clareyloo). It makes us believe that there is such a thing as True Love, only to be told by others that such a thing doesn't exist.

I do believe that there is someone out there for everyone, even if both parties don't happen to see it just yet. Take Beauty and the Beast for example - sure they get together in the end and live happily ever after, but in the beginning she was afraid of him, and he was angry and sometimes brutal because she felt that way. But then he gave in a little, and then so did she. And it's only until he saved her from a wolf attack that they actually start getting along.

Relationships are earned not rewarded - though they can be rewarding. You must stick by the other through thick and thin, and if you survive the rough waves then you know you can make it through other storms, because you've already made it through that one. Relationships are fought for, and if you don't keep fighting then the cause has lost the rebel. Sure the Beast had to get with Belle before Midnight otherwise he and his entire household would be stuck like that for eternity, but really - he did love her in the end. She changed him for the better. And now they live happily ever after.

Life doesn't have happily ever afters, but it does have 'happily' and lots of it. You've just got to find it. Whether it's a child receiving a toy for a birthday, or a true kiss from a loved one, or a slice of cake after a long day's work. Happiness is all around - it's not earned, paid for, or fought for. It just exists. Think about what your happy thought is, and keep it with you every where. And who knows, you might just fly...

Okay, okay, okay - that's Peter Pan, but you get the picture. Just be happy.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Check out this new story I'm writing every Friday over on deviantArt - here.
P.S.S. Belle is by far the most superior Disney Princess - sorry Cherrybelly.

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Rain, Rain, Go Away...

I hope this summer is one of the wettest on record, because I don't think there was a single nice day at all. Oh to be Welsh...

Anyway, sorry for being away for so long. I know you missed me, and wondered how I was doing, what I was doing, and what I plan on doing, but I was a little bit preoccupied. I can't remember what with to begin with but there were just a few busy weeks dotted one after the other until finally I stayed home one of the weeks due to an Xbox Live hacking which lost me £51 of my non-earned pounds.

I took this opportunity to descend upon my sister's room with as much grace as a Death Star and make it my own. I have an arm chair now - though there's still stuff on it so really its just an arm surface. I'll get a picture for you now. And you can see how unfinished it is.

Anyway, so I've been doing that, and I've been watching Bleach - oh I love that show (Thank You HB Sauce), and I've been meeting up with Bridgend friends who are returning to University. Oh how I wish I was going back in this Double-Dipped Recession or so the News is calling it. And I've been watching Deadwood, and I've been writing.

What's that? What you didn't know? Yes I have been writing for the lovely people over at and that's been fun - you can see all the reviews I have on the site at the moment here. Recently, however, I've been struggling with a Fable 3 Review - and I've written and sent it off for the 3rd time now, I think. I've rewritten it 5 or 6 times though. It was really difficult.

But anywho, getting off topic...

Unfortunately, my brilliant friends over at Zapi Comix have had to cancel their Zombie Apocalypse due to the underwhelming sale of tickets. And that is just one of the more unfortunate things that have happened in recent months. Others are equally upsetting, and the rain just tops them all off. I think the Rain has been getting everyone down a bit really. We're confined to the indoors unsure as to whether it's day or night because they look the same. It's all quite unfortunate, as that is the word of this paragraph. On Monday it all got to me a bit, starting the day with an Email from my GamePeople Editor saying could you write this again but come from a different angle? And then, on top of that it rained, and I went driving for the first time around my neighborhood, which I've got to build up my confidence from. I don't know, it's just been an alright week, not as exceptional as others, it's all rather BLAH!

Oh yes, by the way, I have started to learn how to drive. Things are going well, apart from that hiccup on Monday. I think I will start to properly write again soon. Either tonight or tomorrow. It's been too long, and my characters are getting bored existing only in my head. They want some fixed adventures.

I've been using a notebook kindly brought back from Turkey by my parents on the suggestion of HB Sauce (Thank You again), and I've been jotting ideas down for, reviews, stories, and blogs. Though that hasn't really helped me yet - I go off on long tangents like this entire blog seems to be at the moment.

And what else? Ooo, ooo, guess what I've been reading? Well you'll never believe it, but Dark Horse now has a blog - found here - and I've been reading the story she's posted on deviantArt - found here - and I've also been reading Tag's chilling tale - found both here and here.

Is that it? I think so. Anywho, watch this space and we'll see what happens.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. If you're interested - and she'll hate me for this - check out this...

Thursday, 1 September 2011

A Two Toast Day...

Well, as the title says, today was and is a two-toast day.

Before we get started today I would like to inform you that on the 21st Sept 2011 you can have the opportunity to run around Carmarthen shooting Zombies with Nerf Guns, and completely kicking ass or getting munched. If you would like tickets for this event they are available here and the full rules and terms and conditions are there as well. If you would like to be a volunteer, you can sign on there too (you'll be getting in for free) and if you wish to compete then tickets are £10 and you must be over the age of 16. Okay?

Moving on to toast...

For those of you who don't know what this means, and I'm going to presume that's all of you, a two-toast day is a day where you need to start out by eating two portions of toast. Hence a two-toast day. Now you might think this would be something to do with preparing for the day ahead. Well you'd be wrong...

Two-toast days are for the rough night you had previously. And now I know what you're all thinking.

'He drank a little too much.'

Well will you change your mind if I say I've been having a lot of rough nights recently? Pretty much every night since getting back from university.

'You're an alcoholic, you need to see someone. There are meetings you can go to.'

No, I've not been drinking...

'We never took you for a homeless man or a gigolo!'

No I'm not one of those either. I've just become a bad sleeper.


I don't know whether it's because of the stresses of life or because as a writer I'm not happy with anything I've written, or whatever. I just don't know.

'But you're not as bad a sleeper as I am.'

Don't you think I know that?! I'm sleeping okay, though perhaps the dreams aren't helping. I never used to dream, it's quite a recent development. And they should be happy dreams as well, but I'm probably reading them all wrong and torturing myself. It's the getting off to sleep I'm having difficulty with. I shut everything down, log off everything, switch everything off, sort of early nowadays (12:30ish pm of course) and just try to sleep, and feel my mind thinking about these things, and the next time I know it, it's light outside and I'm still trying to nod off. Well last night was quite bad, but it got worse when my mother decided to have a text-conversation with me at 8:30am and then told me to go do some washing.

And can I say, I am tired. Today is a two-toast day. I have decided that today I will be doing some writing and reading eventually. But definitely some xbox - I've recently gotten back into Mass Effect 2 - and playing through it I'm actually realising how excited I am for Mass Effect 3 - it's gonna be A-MAZING!

In other news, I can't help but notice that, despite my nine devoted followers (Hi Guys, love you all) I'm getting over twenty views per blog. Now, either my nine devoted followers have been reading this blog too enthusiastically, or there are other people reading. I see you, you know I do! So I have an ask of those invisible readers, comment below and let me know you're reading and I'll give you a shout-out and your very own codename in the very next blog. And perhaps I'll be making a story staring all you lovely people, even my regulars. Let me know you care, and I'll make you the protagonists of the next blog story. Who knows. I've got nothing better to do after all.

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Now I leave you with something that we're loving today, right now this second - 'OH I LOVE BIRDSSSSSSS!

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. I didn't get my letter, and I'm not on the Hogwarts express again *sad eyes*

Monday, 29 August 2011

Congratul-day To You...

Well today's been Sunday all over again...

If you didn't know, the UK goes through things called 'Bank Holidays' I'm not sure if they exist else where, but around here, if you're and unemployed, or otherwise employed but stay at home person like me, then you will probably see them as a great bore. It's like having Sunday all over again. And I know what you're thinking - my Sunday's aren't actually that bad. Well, yeah, neither are mine, but they're not so good that I want to have another one the very next day. It's like Christmas and Boxing Day, they're two Sundays smashed together - and then, if you're really unlucky, it'll snow all week and it'll be a week of Sundays.

My Sunday usually entails, getting up at a decent hour, realise it's a Sunday, and then realise everyone is still present in my domain. I know what you're thinking now - your domain? But don't you live at home and your parents own the house? Well yes, you'd be right there, on both accounts. But this place is my domain, for the single undeniable fact that I'm here almost all the time. I suppose this rant is partly to do with Cabin Fever. But Sundays are about Housework, Gardening, Cooking, Cleaning, and then sitting - in that order! You, I'm sure, have nice Sundays. Sundays when you don't have to do anything at all. I don't think I've ever had a day of doing nothing on a Sunday, or for that matter while I've lived at Home. There's always something to do, and I'm always the one who feels enough guilt to do the sodding chore!

Something else you should know. I am the eldest of three, and the other two are as follows - sister, who is just about the laziest person I have ever known, who has apparently gotten away with not paying my mother Summer Rent because, as my mother said yesterday 'she works'. Now I don't know about you, but I'm quite certain that if my sister works, that certainly makes her more qualified to pay the rent that her unemployed and completely degree-worthy brother - Me! And finally my brother, who isn't lazy, he just doesn't care about the things you want him to do. He might do them, at some point, but he's certainly more busy doing something else. He feels no guilt and will gladly watch my short mother climb ladders to put things away, rather than she passing things to him so he can just put them away - without the use of a ladder.

Well that's how I feel on a Sunday, and to think a Bank Holiday is double that. But until I'm the famous writer I plan to be you will be stuck reading my moaning, and my pleas, and my emotional teenage trauma. I think you like it.

Anyway, this isn't what I actually wanted to talk to you today about. No! Sometime after my last post, at 11pm to be precise, I reached my 1500th pageview - which I have to admit is a big thing for me. I've never known people to hang around and listen to everything I have to say for that long. And on this, my 83rd Blog I wish to thank you my readers. For being there through the though times and the funnier times. I've enjoyed writing these blogs, and I hope you've enjoyed reading them. So here's to the next 1500 pageviews.

Though I need your help to get me there...I know this might seem completely impersonal, but I write it out every time and I'm just reminding you that the facilities are there - so...

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Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Tag? Psst, Tag?...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Saturday, 27 August 2011

Traveling Laziness...

As you can probably guess from my blogging antics and my general outings...

Last week, or possibly the week before, I told you all about the new regime I was going to undertake. Well, unfortunately, as you can probably guess, I haven't been able to keep up with such demand, my life as it is.

Yep, as you can also probably tell, I am lying almost completely. I'm a lazy sod sometimes. Lazy and unproductive.

Tomorrow I shall return my laptop to it's factory settings so if you don't here from me, I've definitely broken something. Actually, now that I think about it, I don't know whether that's a good idea or not.

So, right now I'm watching 'Paul' with my mother, whilst drinking a pint of 'Apple-tini' (because I drink girl's drinks in men's sizes) and relaxing in the evening. I don't know why I'm relaxing, because I've been almost horizontal for quite a while. Man, I'm so lazy. Perhaps I should apply to more Online Magazines, or perhaps I should get in contact with the Carmarthen Journal and Trinity College, and try to liaison the two.

Meh, that's just an idea.

I've been driving. I know right, driving. It's going well. I don't know whether I'll be driving before Christmas, but that would be a nice thought. My dreams have been getting less strange and more straight forward recently, but I might tell you about that some other time.

I've been spending the weekend with Tag, Cherrybelly, HB Sauce, and Dark Horse - and sometimes Pill, who was over the internet. And next week I shall be attending a Stag-do - my first Stag-do experience - and the week after that, my first wedding of friends, and then we have CZA (Carmarthen Zombie Apocalypse - click here for tickets), and then with all this busy business, I've got a House Warming very far west at some point. The Master still needs to tell me when.

Now I should probably go because I've rambled on far too long, and my sentences and grammar has gotten bad and I lose stuff cos me bad too. So...

Comment if you want to start some sort of dialogue on here. That would be cool.

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Thursday, 25 August 2011

Dreamland Adventures...

Well I just woke up from a lovely, if very peculiar dream...

All was quiet, I was doing housework. The television was on, and the person next door was using a chainsaw...

Now I don't know about this fact because the person next door in reality is an OAP, I suppose she could own and operate a chainsaw.

Either way, turning round I realise that my sitting room is full of my University Flatmates - odd I know. And we must have ordered chinese, because I walked past my friends and into the porch where I saw a purple people carrying vehicle stop abruptly and the two indian versions of bill and ben raced down my driveway and smacked into my glass fronted door....

We used to have a glass fronted door, until I put my steel-toe-capped-boots through one of them - this was an accident. We don't have glass fronted doors anymore.

Moving on, we thought it was going to be a nice round £20, but Bill and Ben had decided £16. Quite pleased, I exchanged the money and they gave me their entire change tin. I doubted there was just £4 change in there so I think I took it. Getting in and dividing up the food we realised that it wasn't all accounted for, or that is Wodge ate HB Sauce's Wonton Noodles - why wontons are in noodles, don't ask me. We called the chinese back, and said that they had missed out one of our dishes, and they delivered promptly...

Now I don't quite know what happens next, but bare with it.

It was now either late at night, or just twilight still, I think the sitting room curtains were shut. And HB and I were talking, and I said something smart and snarky, and she smiled and tried to punch me, but I defended myself with a pillow - at least I thought it was a pillow, it seemed more like a full travel vacuum bag. Anyway, Tag and Cherrybelly were then dressed up in oversized suits, they were either Sherlock Holmes, or the Thompsons from Tin Tin. Cherrybelly had the oversized collar as well. It was an amusing sight, but I saw them climbing a dreamy hill, with trees and a cliff for some reason. And then HB said something about a 'date' and 'friday' but I couldn't understand her. And she pointed to the Olive trees, one at the top of my street, the other right next to me...

Now where I was in comparison to anywhere else, that would have been a terribly inappropriate place to plant an Olive Tree, on some 18th Century Furniture, but there you go, this is dreamland.

And as she pointed to them she said she could change them, and the Olive Tree turned into a Crab Tree. I don't know why. Crab meat is very nice I suppose. The chainsawing began all over again, and the purple people carrier arrived and I woke up.

Now if you know anything about dreams, then you should probably leave a comment down below in the comments bit.

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Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

Wednesday, 17 August 2011

The Start Of A New Life...

Busy and warm...

Well today I have done:
- 20 Pushups
- 30 Sit ups
- Walk the Dog (5 minutes)
- Walked to Town (25 minutes)
- Walked back from Town (25 minutes)

So, I shan't be starving myself today, though have I been doing my writing and reading? The answer...

Not yet. Though, as we all know I am going to have to deprive myself of sleep until both those things have been done.

Well today I have been doing Finance. I changed my Euros (I know it's been 3 weeks) back to the good old Great British Pound. And then, I deposited it in the bank - as is the norm - and upon arriving home I have been bombarded by paperwork to try and claim back money from my favorite institution - Trinity Saint David.

So it's all been fun and games. And nor have I been idle, if you thought I might have been. Tag and I have been talking, and we've decided to do something about our unemployment, or at least do something while we're unemployed, either to make some money or just to make some fun so we can practice our skills. But keep watching this space and you might find out something to your benefit.

Now might I point your attention towards the side bar to your right? There is a Poll over there, and it will change every week. So please go over there and fill it in. Right now!

And now we've gotten those pleasantries over with many I capture your attention once more, just this time I implore you to keep reading. For many years now I have had a favorite artist on deviantArt and this artist does wonderful pictures like this: (which is my favorite)

And if you too like this artwork you can go to Little-Voices' Gallery here. Though, after that lovely light note, to leave off on, I shall disappear.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Note To Self...

Okay just a quick note to myself right now after some rather grounding news I just received through the telephone. It reminded me that life still continues on, and nothing is forever, and life is always changing, even if I don't see it concealed within these four-walls of safety and parental ownership.

So the quick note starts now. From tomorrow morning onwards you will do the following things every day until you are - a. Fit and Handsome (Vin Diesel), b. A Published Writer, and c. A Paid Professional.

In order for all this to happen you must do the following every day for as long as it takes:
- Vin Diesel it up. This means exercise for at least an hour a day, even if it means joining the gym.
- Writing at least a thousand words a day. They don't have to be the right words, but they do have to be written to form the routine.
- Read at least one Chapter of one Book a day. This will make you more knowledgeable of your field and allows you to see what your enemies are writing. (That last bit is for drama, I have no enemies...except you Tag!!!!)

And if I do not do these three simple things, then I am letting myself down and falling into slobbery and laziness. Therefore, as a punishment, I will starve myself if I have not exercised, or deprive myself of sleep until the thousand words have been written and the Chapter has been read.

I know it's harsh on myself, but how else am I going to get my slovenly self to do anything?

And if you know that I have not done these three simple things then you too should punish me.

Carpe diem, until next time bloggers...

P.S. Tag, you're not my enemy, I was only kidding.