I'm feeling antsy. I get bored quite easily and I need to have my mind blown on a regular basis to hold on to any semblance of sanity. Usually music does it, I love finding one of those records that just absolutely kills you, every single time you listen to it. When I was younger I had my writing to fall into, however, a lack of time and misery means that I can't really write all that often. It's amazing that, as an angst filled 20-something, I could just pour words endlessly onto a screen. Now I'm often stuff at a lonely screen with a flashing cursor.
I've fallen in love with Japanese quotation marks, 「」instead of (). There's something that aesthetically pleases me about using them...
Anyway, I only heard this recently, it's 'No Dog' by Esben & the Witch. This, I love how intensely claustrophobic it is. The last minute of the song, fuckkkk!!
One of the guys I work with. I would call him my supervisor but he's too high up to be a supervisor, and he isn't a director... anyway, he's off travelling to New York and then flying to Las Vegas from there, and I need to travel. I need to experience new cultures. I live in a back water town, surrounded by many back water towns. There's not a lot to do here that interests me. I want to learn Kendo - nearest place is a 70 mile round trip away. I want to eat Japanese food - 70 mile round trip. Mexican? 70 mile round trip etc etc you see my dilemma.
I've got that itch to travel, I wanna go to Norway. Denmark, too. I'm not one of those people who wants to go on all-inclusive sun seeker holidays, I can't lie on a beach and listen to myself audibly cook in the sun. I like exploring, I like eating stuff I can't pronounce, pointing in a random direction and just going somewhere, anywhere, because you can, you know? Holiday stuff. I keep looking at Canada, too. Toronto is one of those places I need to visit, it might be shit, but at least I'd know.
I get paid quite well, I was thinking about paying for a vacation for me and my girlfriend. I found Moscow for £150 - for the both of us. She said no, granted, we don't live together which sucks balls but £150 for a week is awesome! I suppose she's right, I just need to stop being so damned antsy!
