Monday, June 29, 2009

50 is the new 80

Current mood: thoughtful
Category: Life

Funny old week really. Jacko and that bloke who sold Oxy whatsit gone. Poor old Farah, down, getting the same treatment that Mother Thersea got when she made the mistake of dying too close to Diana's orbit. Now here comes Madoff trumping Jacko's 50 gigs with a 150 year prison sentence

Numbers don't matter any more. You get to watch the Ponzi (pyramid ) scheme victims joyfully celebrating Madoff's death interment, whilst the rest of the world mournfully moon walks away
Currently listening:
Off the Wall
By Michael Jackson
Release date: 2001-10-16

Saturday, June 27, 2009

The day improved

Went to Amy and Seths to a party celebrating him finishing his pharmacy degree. Really cool. Very nice to see everyone and Seth and Amy are 3 weeks away from becoming parents.... great evening.

Own it

Category: Life
OK I will own it. MY MS has been so bad this year, I've had to shut everything down. From any performing, cancelled Edinburgh and an offer of a part in a small film, and basically hermited away, including blogging. I've barely left my house and when I do its usually accompanied by fear that I will spasm and look like a twat. I post this blog, knowing as I type, the temptation to just blank it is growing. I've deleted numerous other blogs as I hate looking like a whinging bollock and much prefer being funny.
There, that gave me pause to grin. Much better.
Currently listening:
Strangeways, Here We Come
By The Smiths
Release date: 1990-10-25

Monday, June 15, 2009

Monday Late Afternoon

Current mood: angsty
Category: Life

Most of me feels like typing a ton of expletives and then, writing, "move on."

Two spasms this morning which knacker the day. Once the spasms have gone, the problems i have become invisible. They are unbeknowst to all but me most of the time. The only time anyone knows what's going on is if a spasm hits. Gets to the point where i look forward to a spasm then at least people can see what the problem is.
What a pitiful blog. Its born from years of pretending that I'm OK and then reality caving in, a giant inedible shit samosa that fills the horizon as far as the eye can see, currently not very far. Fuck it.
Currently listening:
Fuck Religion Fuck Politics Fuck the Lot of You/Don't Throw It All Away
By Chaotic Dischord

Monday, June 8, 2009

Monday, monday

Current mood:aware of fuckwittery
Category: Life
ts monday. My legs are surprisingly ok considering the flidathon of last night. Walked down to see he 3 musketeers and staggered back as my right leg ran out of juice. Its the weirdest thing in the world when you body shuts down from the inside The feeling is intensely personal and invisible, while the effect is very public and embarrassing.
On TV right now the health care argument. Problem seems to be that if a cheaper option is offered then the private insurers may be driven out of business. Good. Fuck off you greedy care denying scum. Try using basic cost benefit analysis and as I mentioned before, fuck off.
Caring for others isn't the end of civilization as you know it. It is civilization. But we want our employers health care. Oh, penury, goes along with your mortgage.
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Sunday, June 7, 2009

Nune 7th

June 7th Lunch with John Feather, who I had not seen for ages. It was really cool to see him. We ate and then came back to the house too sit in the garden and play with Abbey.
Seeing John was one of the most normal things I've done for weeks, I've spent way too much time on my own wondering what's coming next.
Spoke to Sally this week, about her book and said to her that I don't think I can perform again. Truth is this nightmare may pass and I could perform, but I'll end up in the same place I'm in now without getting to work done I wanted.
Ah sod it !This blog is looking be the most self concerned load of old cack ever. Truth is my MS a as bad as its been in the past. I the past I hid in my flat for 3 months got jacked up on steroids, saw few people and waited to get better again. I'm married now so hiding is not an option, feeling guilty, being a twat and nigh on impossible live with whilst cripping out are the new things. Oh yeah and the American for profit health system. Dogshit!!! I ignored what was going on and prayed it would get better, very American prays are freeish, unless you believe the bullshit on the telly and 700 club your worldly goods.
My solution is to write and be as brittle as I like. If you don't like it please feel free to fuck off.
As my wife just pointed out I always feel like the world is coming after me, which it isn't. Or maybe it is. She is a mystery with a white gloss paintbrush, which I may never solve.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Brief.

Its a sunny day. Good.
Currently listening:
Sunny
By Bobby Hebb
Release date: 2006-12-01
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