New year, new blog post!

I haven't written in the blog for quite a while now, due to 1) forgetting my password and 2) realizing that is a lazy excuse and that I am just that, lazy.

Since I last logged in, I have moved to Bristol, moved into a bedsit, moved out of the bedsit, got a job as a fundraiser for Wateraid, got fired as a fundraiser for Wateraid (http://www.wateraid.org/uk/) before deciding that society was run by a bunch of tie wearing hypocrites and got dreads. Which then classes me as a fad following University dropout, but makes washing my hair essentially easier.

But over the next few days, I am going to try and update my blog with the various events, gigs and exciting projects that I have either been to, plan to go to or have thought "I probably should go to, but cant be bothered as I am undeniably lazy (see above)" around the Bristol area. Exciting times.

Unfortunately things look as though they are taking a new course of action, and a lot is due to change over the coming weeks/months. This is mainly due to a very difficult relationship breakdown, and a need to get away from a life that didn't fit quite right...

Watch this space.....?

No escape routes!

I've got onto the social work course, after a grueling thirty minute interview in which I was almost in tears as I thought I had done so badly! I am extremely pleased, but also very unsettled as I find it very hard to make big decisions that can determine the rest of my life. Even if the choice seems quite easy on paper, and you know that it will be good for you - I still shy away from commitment. I think that is also true in relationships, friends, boyfriends and family, and I can be self destructive in order not to feel so trapped. I need to stop pretending that I can flit through my life being half arsed about things and make a decision and stick to it. I also need to stop using safety nets and escape routes, as I will take then when the going gets tough, instead of seeing things through. Also, without an escape route I will hopefully stop trampling on people as I head towards the door.

name...

Jack???

nap time

treat time!

Having a small creature to look after is an amazing privilege, but you don't get any work done. If you are not cleaning up after it, re-filling their water dish after a swimming session, or just watching in fascinated horror as he attempts to shred the entire bookcase, frame and all. Even when he is asleep he stops the work from being done, as he is just too cute to not stare at and cuddle. And, if by some small miracle you do manage to focus on the laptop or writing pad, he wakes up in annoyance at the strayed attention and crawls onto your lap/ keyboard/ notepad, before going back to sleep. Even as I type this, he is chewing the corner of my laptop but as he is adorable I'm just going to let him do it.