Monday, 8 April 2013


I really don't know why I am writing this. I totally realise that I will no doubt get lost in the noise that the media and bloggers are making today asking the why or where fors about her death. However, as someone who is short of inspiration recently, I feel the urge to voice my opinion.

Monday, 11 March 2013

Renewing my licence

Hello, remember me? I haven't been around for ages. Well its been quite a long time since I have actually been settled. I have been living in Birmingham now for just over a month now. Wow is everything so shiny and new. The one thing that I have neglected in achieving the job I wanted, is the writing that got me here, this blog and my dumbfounded ambition to write a novel. I need to renew my licence.

Pushing People

I don't know if you have ever seen Any Given Sunday? If you have then I am sure that you remember the speech.

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Choices and Change

It has been too long. Maybe this will dig me out of my hole of ideas wasted and block forming around the writing in take of my brain.
Well for those of you that follow this blog, know me in real life so probably have an idea of whats been going on with me the last few months, but I am going to recap anyway.

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Like Flies Around Shit

Today has been an awakening of sorts. A day in which I have probably changed as a person, probably for the better, but also probably for the worst. I have realised that society isn't based upon hard work, or passion, or talent, or even the ability to be on time. It is built on being a top draw cunt, or at least eating the arsehole of one.

Friday, 3 August 2012

Fighting Through Fragmentation

I am tired. Tired of working. Tired of trying. Tired of life.
Many of you might think that I am just another of this lazy generation, who can't be arsed earning their crust with the attention span of a fish. However, if I told you that I, at 23 years of age, am trying to cover 3 jobs, living between two houses, across 4 different towns, without a car to get to any of them, you might find that hard to believe? This is exactly what I am doing, and I am exhausted.

Monday, 9 July 2012

Conversation, Communication, Confrontation, Catastrophe

I travel on trains. For those of you who also travel on trains you will realise that a train can be quite the lonely and desolate tube, and you only seem to have yourself and self loathing thoughts for company. Now to get away from depression, I tend to watch other people on the train and their interactions. What struck me is people's communication skills are dreadful.