Money, money, money

Is there any feeling worse than going to get some cash from the hole in the wall (there's a phrase I haven't heard from the while) and finding you don't have available funds?

Yes, but the story alluded to by Llewtrah in my last post's comments won't be told here as I'm still feeling far too ashamed.

In the meantime, I reflect that a great many inspirational figures have the same tendency as myself; namely, I find that when I have money I'm wont to spend it freely, oftentimes on my friends. But then I find myself absolutely brassic, and borrowing from those same friends. Not to mention my seeming inability to save enough to afford new head-shots / a stage combat course / time off work to do some Fringe... Take your pick from any number of options.

As I understand it, Marx, Kropotkin and others were just like me in this respect. Unfortunately, I also can't help but think that there are countless others in a similar position who aren't remembered like the above, or were ever successful at all.

Still, for the immediate future, I'll have some more money to lose on Thursday. And thanks to Billy for the tenner he's lent me in the meantime.


-Sometimes I feel like a pelican. Everywhere I turn there's an enormous bill in front of me.

Back once again

First post since the holidays finished. It's been a while, and since the last one I've survived two colds and the (mercifully brief) loss of my voice. It's interesting how many people think you're making some kind of joke when you tell them (whispering, obviously) that you've lost your voice. What sort of joke would that be, I ask? The beginning of a bizarre practical joke aimed at a complete stranger? I may have a somewhat twisted sense of humour, but I'm also far too lazy to come up with something like that.

I hope everyone had a good Christmas and New Year. Since not too much else of note has happened since (barring Director Friend's stag night last night which was very much a standard night out, just with a meal at the front) I shall now list a few of my Christmas presents. I hope everyone else liked theirs.

- Angel Srs. 5 and Amistad on DVD, both of which I'd requested and so was very happy to have recieved, though I haven't gotten around to watching Amistad yet.

- Slippers and dressing gown. Fortunately I already own a pipe, but annoyingly, I don't smoke it.

- Homer Simpson socks. And Homer Simpson slippers from my sister. I'm guessing she and my mum didn't consult on the slipper front. And I've received a pair of slippers from my parents before...

- Whisky liqueurs. No-one else here seems to like them, but I think they're very nice.

- Money. Always very useful. Some of it will shortly be spent on some new trainers. Currently I only have my boots and my work shoes. And three pairs of slippers.

Until next time,

"Just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't understand." - Homer, as quoted on my new socks.