Its About Time

I figured I should start blogging again.

So this is the first of my 12 blogs of Christmas.

Obviously I don't want to go crazy on the first one.

If I totally nailed it the first day, what would I follow it with?

So this is a pretty low key post, just to ease you back into Matt's Blogasticalationismness.

I've spawned a new word that will be used for countless generations. What more do you want for a beginning?

Now I'm thinking I've gone too far. But Fuck it, I have always been accused of pushing the boundaries of collective consciousness to a new level and I can't stop now can I?

Or possibly I'm full of shit. I'm never sure which is the case.

Time will tell I guess.

I will see you shortly.

Or… Shortly, I will see you.

Or… Will I see you shortly?

Or… Shortly, you, I will see.

Or… Jäger Bombs? At the club? On a School night?

Lates.

Matt.

Things, Stuff, And The Rest

Well hey

Its now June. Not entirely sure where the last year went, but go it did. Its been a strange 12 months for me. Full of different emotions and events. I have found myself at a bit of a loss what to do for large periods, which I know from past experience living my life, is not a good thing for me.

I have done some things I regret, as I always do, I have done some things that I never thought I would and I have had some fun. And now looking back over this period of time I am trying to work it all out.

Conclusions? Not really. But I can say that I always used be proud of the fact, that I always acted in a logical way. Everything I did, I did for a clearly defined, logical reason. The problem I am faced with now though, is the fact that over the last year, most of what I have done, has left logic far behind. I have acted impulsively, with little thought for anyone or anything else. It is a strange feeling to have, one I haven't felt since I was 18.

Its time, I know, to reel it back in, but I have to be honest and say that it has been a strangely liberating time. As I have always said 'thinking too much fucks you up.' But what I have learnt over the last year is that 'not thinking enough also puts you in a similar situation.' (not quite as catchy I know)

I have made my bed and so I will lie in it. I am back to logical thinking but I know that although I am not perfect, neither is anyone else. And I can live with that. Time to draw a line in the sand and let the past be the past and look towards the future.

All in all, maybe I'm actually better off.

Time, as always, will tell, I guess.

Lates.

Time And How We Spend It

Its been five and bit months since I last posted on here. I'm worse than even The Floop seems to be at the moment.

Been thinking about what has happend since 23rd January. Depending on how you look at it, either not much or crap loads.

It supposed to be summer now, and although as I am writing this I have my back door open, it has been pishing it down for the last few hours. I'm getting quite sick of the crap weather in this country. Think I need to get away somewhere hot for a while.

I've been back in New Ash Green now for nearly eight years, and decided to put a cap on it at ten. By then I'm gonna be gone. Decision made and now its out there so it just gonna have to happen.

My Rainbow

Sounds like a Scrubs Episode: JD, feeling low after the death of a small mouse is desperatley seeking someone to get him out of his funk. After he discovers his friends are too busy, he finds encouragement in a very unlikely place.....

Or something.

Any way here is my picture of a rainbow that I took whilst on my way to St. All Bums.

Not bad eh?

Lates.

Clearly Nuts

Hey.

I'm at Floop n' El's. And El and her sista Fizz are quite obviously not completely all there.

El is pretending to be a seed growing into a flower and Fizz iz making shapes with her body, as I type she is being a square, although with only three sides its not a great square.

I think they may be a little bored.

Its lazee sat r day arf t noon time and they seem to have too much of that stuff called energy.

Its not something that I am suffering with at this point, and in fact if Floop keeps making with the coffee I may just sit here till they throw me out.

Half Term Rules.

Lates.

Wednesday

So.

I'm at Floop and El's house.

I seem to have contracted Floop's blogging disease.

So I just had to post.

Now....

A funny thing happened to me the other day.

I was walking from my house to my parents for Sunday lunch...

Sorry.

Dinner Time.

Be back later.

Half Way There.

Well.

Thus And As Such.

Its Wednesday. We are nearly at the weekend. This is good I think. Although annoyingly I don't get paid till Monday, but nevermind eh?

Thursday and Friday are the best days at work. Edging slowly towards Saturday.

Its funny though. I don't hate my job, in fact I really like it.

Its just that I like doing nothing even better.

Having said that, unfortunately I am going to have to do lots of things this weekend.

First there's the playing of the football on Friday night.

Then there's the watching of the football Saturday lunch time.

Then the drinking of the beer on Saturday evening.

Then the recovering from the beer on Sunday morning.

Then the doing of some work for Monday.

Then the playing of some more of the football.

And finally there's the drinking of the small amount of the beer.

Annoyingly very busy.

No time for the doing of the nothing.

Roll on the Monday that's what I say.

Lates.

Matt

A Strange Day

Well its been an interesting day.

First I went to Ian M's 60th Birthday Party and saw my best friend Alex, who now lives in Canadia with his lovely wife.


Then after that I went to Steve's house to say goodbye to him as he is off to Australia tomorrow.



Its strange when people you get used to seeing all the time move away to a different part of the country. Its even strangerer when they decide to move to a different country all together.

They are both going to be fine, I know that, but its weird for the rest of us left behind.

Alex is now well settled with a house and a job. And Steve has a job to walk into and will find himself a place quite quickly.

I find myself feeling quite jealous of both of them, and think that one day I might follow one of them to their newly adopted homes.

Only time will tell.


Lates.


Matt.

P.S. The pictures shown do not necessarily depict the people mentioned at this time in their life. Pictures may have been taken a few years previously.... although with Steve you can never quite tell.

Its been a while. How the ding dang dong are you eh?

Well its been a while since I posted on this blog.

Obviously I've been busy doing lots of other far more important things, the details of which I wont bore you with here.

Lets quickly bring you up to speed on what has been happening since I last posted.

My car went with me to Manchester, but didn't come back. That was a bit of a bitch I can tell you.

Click here to have a look at what happened to my lovely machine.

I got a new car which is nice. It goes quite fast so that's a bonus. It also stops very fast as well, which took a bit of getting used to - couple of near 'through the windscreen' stops to begin with, but I've got the hang of it now.

Moving on.

There's now only seven weeks and two days of School left before the Summer holidays. Obviously no one has told the weather that it should be summer yet, but I'm sure it'll catch on any day now. As my friend Jewisssss said its the wettest drought in history, but nevermind eh?

The year has gone very quickly and after the initial confusion of going from a class of five and six foot tall 15 to 17 year olds to a class of 2 foot tall 5 and 6 year olds, it has gone very well.

I'm in the middle of half term at the moment which is nice, and I've managed to do some constructive things which to be frank surprised the hell out of me.

Well anyway.

This post seems to be sort of rambling along about not a lot, so I'm gonna finish there.

Maybe I'll post again somewhat sooner than the 5 months its taken me to do this one, but I wouldn't hold your breath, even if you are David (I'm a slow talking, boredom seeking, self involved, personality less arse) Blaine.

That's definitely a subject for another day.


Lates.

Matt

Saturday Mornings

Saturday mornings are great. Lazing around the house. Although this morning I feel about fifty after a particularly energetic game of football last night. But its cool, cos all I've got to do today is get dressed at some point.

I used to work Saturdays and it was so depressing on Friday nights realising that everyone else was preparing for a couple of days off and I still had to do nine more hours before I was finished for the week.

Anyone who works Saturdays has my sympathy.

StrangeDay are back and playing their first proper gig in a year tonight, so that should be very cool.

Right. Its time to go back to lazing.

Catch You Later.


Matt.

The Weekend's Nearly Over

Its been a good weekend, but very busy. I think I’m more knackered now than I was on Friday.

I managed to complete the monumental task of not getting as drunk this week as last. Which is good. Today my head only hurts a little bit. Went to Floop’s housewarming party last night. Having read his house temp status report earlier I can tell you that his house is now officially warm. So that’s another success story for the scrap book. Its nice to know even a simple humble man like myself can achieve miracles in the world today. Don’t you agree?

I am using the new free Blogger for Word add-on. So lets see if it works.


Lates.

Sunday Nights

Well its half one in the morning and I've just finished some work for tomorrow.

I've also just about recovered from drinking far too much beer last night.

I've got puke on the bush outside my house (not mine(the puke that is(not the bush))) and I'm still finding chips everywhere.

But hey, tomorrow is the start of another week.

Which admittedly means that I have to go to work for five days before another couple of days off.

That's why I don't think I really like Sunday nights. They're quite chilled which is cool, but always at the back of your mind, no matter how hard you try and suppress it is the realisation that in just a few short hours you're gonna be getting up and going back to work. Sunday night is the time when you are furthest away from another lie in.

Unless its a Bank Holiday the next day. In which case Sunday Nights rock.

Its not a Bank Holiday tomorrow though is it?

Lates.