You will be pleased to know...

I have passed my driving test.

let the mayhem commence!

Filler

So,

I must confess that I approach this post with some reluctance and realise that I have missed a few days. However, I have had a few things happen in the last couple of days which I thought I might write about including a run in with MP Ruth Kelly, my thoughts on on the poorly thought out Council tax, an amusing competition I found on the side of a bottle of Pepsi , my forthcoming practical driving test and fear of impending failure hanging above me and an ironic rant on apathy.

But I figured i'd just keep it simple and current.

Sometimes I think I try too hard maybe.....

I was looking back at my previous posts and it makes me feel kind of bad. It seems that my previous posts have been mainly about me trying to find something interesting to fill my life with. Which may well be what my life is about these days. I don't think I feel particularly depressed but it's rather like I've adopted this sense of dull acceptance. Not even complaicancy.

Whats going on?

In short I think I need to get a pair of balls....

New

Once again, it’s been a little while. I blame this partly on my moving house and also because we have only just got the internet installed but I’m good to go now, so that’s nice.

So my flat is nice. All coming together. I have a little space where my instruments are set up so it’s a proper little studio area. Once my old house mate Woody (who is currently sleeping on an old duvet in the spare room because he couldn’t be bothered to find anywhere to live) has gone to do his photography job on the gay cruise and the smell of camel hair has left the room, I will either look for a proper housemate again or have the room as a music room/studio/office.

I am also currently looking to invest in an electronic drum kit. Frankly it’s now doing my head in not being able to record stuff without drums and although I am ashamed to admit it, after all my years of anti drummer ill feeling, I concede that sequenced drums and drum machined really don’t cut it. I guess that you can’t beat the human touch, even if it is an electric kit. At least it’s quieter and the drums can be turned up and down, which is perhaps the problem I’ve had with drummers all along. Also, in my Jim Moray-ness I will be playing all the instruments including the drums so can only blame myself if I don’t like what I’m doing. This will ultimately drive my into a cycle of self hatred which in turn will fuel my creativity or something.

Anyway, I promise that I will now list regularly. I know that I say this every time but there is no excuse, even if it is only Mike and Urky who read.

Goodbye my loves.