Here we go

Here we go here we go here we go. Thats how the song goes right? Well regardless how the song goes I’ve decided to try my hand at blogging again.(Wait, hand? Fingers would be more accurate, but thats just how the metaphor goes…) Not sure how well it will go or if I’ll put anything interesting up. Just been feeling a need to start writing again. Even if it is silly things or just what my day was like. Used to be ok at writing, bet its all gone to hell with two years or so of little use.

If you’re wondering. Yes the title is meant to be a play on words. I’ll leave the meaning of the wordplay up to you, the humble reader. (Yeah, like I have any readers yet.) Comment with your theories if you like. Be as creative as you like with it. Simple fake alliteration or something deeper? Dun dun dun?(insert dramatic reverb.)

Anyway, maybe I should actually put something of note into this post instead of just trying to be clever. My day today was not bad as days go. Stayed awake far to long into the wee hours of the morning from a combination of gaming, red eye and stupid brain refusing to settle. Hence I was woken at 10am by my alarm and growled something at it before turning the alarm off(both of them) and missed church by sleeping till around 2pm. The rest of the day consisted of mediocre things, watching anime, playing WoW, eating curry. Speaking of which I bought a 11.5 litre stockpot on saturday and made good use of the thing, made a biiig bunch of chicken korma. Lets see, managed to get 16 meals(nice, decent meals) out of it. Fed myself, Jo and Kenny on saturday. Then me and Jo for lunch on sunday, then me for dinner and filled 10 fast food containers with it(which i then froze). So I’m very happy with it so far. Bulk cooking is so the only way to go.

Anyway, I just watched the movie stranger than fiction again tonight. I love it all over. So clever and funny. Its even better the second time around because I know what is happening I can watch for certain things in the dialogue and plot and even the visuals. The author has to be one of my favorite characters in years for a movie that isn’t action or romance related. In a way I enjoy the movie and her character so much because its related in what I once and still do want to do. That is, write novels. The level I understand her thought processes scares me a little when I know that they are a bit creepy but exactly how I feel sometimes. More on the bizzarities of my personality and thinking in a later post. I’ve been told on the odd occasion when I actually let people see the real me in all its contradictions, that I’m fairly complicated.

Tell me something I don’t know.

Peace out.