It has been a long time since i attempted to make any sort of "note" via myspace BLOGZZ be it a review of some poor albums or a document of a "funny" (funny situation that i observed, misread, took some small part in). Today - i log in my account and haphazardly click on "MY BLOG" or whatever the link is called. i am bereft of ideas or any personal/journalistic honesty. i have no idea what these words mean. As feeble and laughable as it may seem, i "idolise" the poltroon responsible for the previous entries written / made in this BLOG, the last one, over a year ago, before i moved to OXFORD. Today i worked a shift in the pub i live in - i have lived here for a year and have had NO income beyond occasional stints selling bottles, upstairs, when bands play live music, since i walked out of the job that was gifted to me on a silver platter in a music shop, a job that saw me waking each morning with tears streaming down my cheeks and diarrhoea forming in my arsehole. So now i have a job. i did not start writing this with any point to make. i have no point to make. i spent my shift (i served about 5 people) listening to the BEE GEES, reading Gogol's "Diary of a Madman (And Other Short Stories)" (well, the introduction) and filling out soduko puzzles. Beyond this i really cannot think of any other information that i either wish to impart, or that The Reader may find even remotely interesting.
