Dreamt

I was in the big brother house with @caroldecker and various other people I follow on twitter was very bizarre we had a conversation about bond themes and how tpau was on the album for live and let die but thay didnt like the film much. Pretty much everybody else in the house ( I wont mention any twitter names) were all dicks in real life, well, real life in my dream anyway. Now im pretty sure the people and places are symbolic here rather than just me going all weird dream stalkerish so ill try and reason it all out of my subconscious mind when I get my lunch at 11:00 ish o clock, but until then...... I have to get on with my day job... Ok so this is a bit rushed but im thinking dream carol means im missing the simplicity and fun of youth, the house represents constant chains and constant slavery of adulthood, the life im living now, trapped in a world always being watched and judged. In other words my job. No surprise there then. The fact most people in the dream are dicks is pretty much self explanatory, most people unfortunatly are in fact dicks. So there you have it a 10 minute dream interpretation thst hopefully didnt make me look like a stalker too much

Aha

Ive sorted me phone out so I can install apps into the sd card so now there is evermore to stop me writing

Wednesday

Really need to get my head in the game. Havent wrote anthing proper in too long. Tweets and blogs dont count and although the editing I did on eifferwen story did need doing and did make a big difference that really dont count either.

I dont know whats stopping me I have time in the evening when em is out or doing her own homework yet I still put it off! Considering this is something ive wanted to to since... Well since forever really, im just really crap to myself. C`mon Gary you got Albert yhe alligator published in morningside when you was like 8.
Surely you can finish something else since that, can even self publish these days

I dont like mondays...

Dont get me wrong im not gonna shoot the whole day down or anything but Monday mornings...garghhh its always the time I question if I could have done more over the weekend, if I could have made my time with the family better, if I could have been a better father, a better husband. And now those precious two days off are gone and by the time the next comes around ill be tired and miserable again. Its a vicious circle and I wish I could break it

Kids, if you ever read this please know that I always have and always will wish I could be a better dad for you. Just stick with me ok?

everyday is like sunday

this is the type of Sunday Morrissey sung about, silent and Gray  it does feel like the Armageddon has come and gone here in Faringdon and nobody bothered to tell us ( in my kitchen it looks like it too!)

Emma is out with Jake at his first kick boxing show, Caitlin has gone to watch and Loren is at her Nan's.
Just me and the littlies here, there watching tv and having a picnic lunch, (yes i know its only half 9 in the morning but they got up early) and I'm contemplating tidying up, well, I'm actually putting off tidying up by writing this, but i figure if I call myself a writer then I should actually write something...

Anyway here is the song im talking about, i had it on a now that's what i call music vinyl and video, think it was on the same on as a t'pau track, might have been secret garden, not sure also think iron maidens can i play with madness was on it too and these dreams by heart....they were good times for music, but I digress here ya go,

i might google what albums they were on and what seaside town it was set in, and get back to ya, i should probably get on and get going with the house work first <sigh> hope its a brighter day were you are reading this

Weird

Had odd dreams last night, my car died and we hadn't got the shopping home yet and to make things worse we were due a blizzard, for some reason I was also taking a load of comics from a shop I remember from my childhood, dont think ther is any deep symbolism though asbo did clean out the freezer before our asda shop came yesterday. Not sure about the free comics though. I often dream of getting or at least looking for certain specific things amoung  free stuff that I sometimes dream about. That i probably could find meaning for if didnt have to start work in 6 minutes.

Why is it

That all the ideas and plans I have at 6 in the morning always seem so amazing and important and yet  by 11 they fade to nothing more than the  echo of a voice half remembered.

Gonna be tough times ahead at work, all this mornings notions will disperse with the sunrise today, like mist on meadow. ,11 seems like lifetime away.

Morning musings before work

Somebody please remind me to start writing again soon, had an.awesome idea to link pretty much eveything I write to my fairy tale collection tales from the eifferwhen. Solar eclipse of some kind. I will link up as im writing  at some point and write live.maybe the thought of having an audience will spur me on to at least finish 1 story!

hmmmmm

Ok....so i never thought id say this, but the internet right now....it kinda sucks.

i guess  ive just become complacent, back in the old days when it was all new and there was so much to see i could spend days and nights just sat in front of the computer, playing shoot em ups on-line  talking to random strangers and now.... now i just wait for people i know to update their status in Facebook   or for celebs to update their status on twitter, the highlight of my internet life is a re tweet...

Facebook,, twitter, you tube, that's what it comes  to, and ahem, off course maybe the other odd site i wont mention, internet, what happened to you you used to be fun! ?