Blog #007 – Reflect

Hi Tim,

So I turned a ripe twenty-two years old a little over a week ago. I spent the day doing the things I enjoy, and the weekend seeing people I cherish. I received gifts from the people I care about, messages from people I’ve made an impact on, and good thoughts all wrapped up. It was a nice day.

It made me reflect upon my life so far and what I’ve achieved, and what kind of things I will change in my life. After all, the way I live my life isn’t perfect and I’m certain no one’s is, and if there are things I want to change I should be looking to change them now. Almost like new year’s resolutions, but more like a self-evaluation. I’m not resolving to change how I act this year, I’m resolving to change the way I live. There’s a difference.

One was to not have McDonald’s for a while. That one’s important to me, as it’s been a staple in my diet for a little too long. The ease of fast food is difficult to resist, especially when cooking food requires much more time than I’d like to dedicate. But that’s one of the things that is necessary if you want to retain a healthy diet. As well as less carbs and more fruit, if I can. But one step at a time!

Second, flossing. Because flossing sucks but it’s also necessary.

I think it’s important to reflect on one’s life every so often, to make sure that you’re moving in a direction you want to. And if you’re not, then to turn yourself so that you are. For example, my writing. It needs to continue and I need to finish my work so that I may embark on my life’s path to becoming published. Meanwhile, I need to continue getting better at my job to continue supporting this endeavour.

I feel like this was a short post, but the lesson here is to take a moment to think about your life and what you’re doing.

Yours reflectively,

PS My internet died last week – so frustrating so that’s why I had a week hiatus instead of a couple of days. Fricking BT.



Blog #006 – Like I Say…

Dear Tim,

Sometimes, you gotta just do something.

I┬áhaven’t really got an idea where this blog is going to do, but bear with me. Recently, I’ve been property hunting for somewhere a little nicer and somewhere I’d actually like to stick around in for maybe a year or so. London’s Property Rent Market however is the absolute worst of anything you can expect. So big warning to anyone looking to get a place in London; you’re going to have a bad time. Probably. Most likely.

It seems the market runs fast. People can get a new room in a day, or even less than a day! There are people that do throw room advertisements that they want people to move in immediately, so who am I to say they’re lying? But no, things do move fast – there’s a lot of people in London, a lot of people moving, so you can’t hesitate too long on a place else it will most definitely disappear. And then you get that hesitation bias!

Note: What do I mean by “hesitation bias”? I mean that feeling you get where you say, ‘Ooh, I better do this quick else I’ll miss out on it.’ It’s an evil ploy, because if you’re easily susceptible, and possibly very gullible, you can get swindled very easily. I mean, these people have no reason to make you hurry, so don’t hurry with giving out money to people. That leads to bad news. Sure, property disappears pretty fast, but new ones become available every day. So don’t get caught up in the rush – it can ruin you, cause you to settled for an overpriced hole in the ground, or just lose money.

So with this search, you can expect I’m like that. It’s very difficult also to ascertain the “average” in London. Let me tell you, one of my minimums is a nice clean bathroom. That’s not a hard ask. You have someone who really cares and makes up a nice room for your toilet and shower, and you can live happily knowing there won’t be spiders making a nest for millions of babies right behind the sink basin. (shudder) Plus, unclean bathrooms are just asking for a blame game. Who can be sure what caused that black mould on the ceiling – it could be the showers I take, or maybe it’s the fact there’s no bloody ventilation in this room!

Another minimum I have had is a living area. This is difficult centrally. Further out it’s more feasible. The problem is space is costly the closer your are to the centre. Places get smaller, more people in one place, that kind of thing. The centre of London you can expect has some real “Sardine Tin” situations. Further out it gets easier, but the luxury of actually a room for lounging is hard sought for. I would enjoy the comfort of having my own sofa. It means options for lounging.

Anyway, let me now clarify my current place is no hovel. I like it. It’s pleasant enough, but it hasn’t quite ticked all my boxes, hence the push to leave. Finding a place that’s going to somewhere more permanent will be a task and a half, but I feel certain it can be accomplished. It just requires looking hard, being diligent and not giving up easily.

And just in the same way, that’s why I’m keeping up the blog.

Yours cyclically,

PS Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within in a wheel, never ending nor beginning, like an ever spinning reel, like a snowball down a mountain, like a carnival balloon, like a carousel that keeps turning running rings around the room, like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes round its face, and the world is like an apple whirling silently in space, like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind.


Blog #003 – Keep Going

Hi Tim,

Finding something to say can be difficult.

I suppose I’ve always been a man who will only speak when he means to. Never a word when not necessary. In a sense. When asking a question, it will always be “the” question, I’m not a person who will ask a vague question, as vague questions get vague answers. It’s an important skill knowing what you don’t know! I often forget words, because I usually have a word that has the perfect meaning for the situation, and it has escaped my mind. All that comes to mind are synonyms and words that sound very similar. That’s very annoying, when I’m talking to someone and I’m floundering because I was looking for the word “composition” or “extrapolate”.

But what I’m saying with this is that it’s why I find blogs very difficult to keep up on a regular basis. If I don’t have something in mind to talk about, how can I talk? I end up just digressing and talking about every little thing, culminating in a mass of small anecdotes and little thoughts that haven’t budded into fully-thought ideas or theories or viewpoints. Like how my clothes horse never gets put away. And how Rich Tea are fine biscuits.

I guess there is a skill to search for topics, and perhaps formulate a blog post during the week. That’s what I expect professional and full-time bloggers or journalists do – they search for stories or ideas. That’s all well and good, but trying to do something as a hobby does not burden the same motivation that a paying job does. I’ll spend a whole day typing words into cells in Excel if it’s my job, but give it to me to do when I feel like it and it’ll never get done…

I don’t know what kind of situation that would be; maybe something to do with creating functioning SQL on a website.

My last blog was mainly made up of small digressions every which way so I’m going to try and avoid that. I have no advise, I’m afraid, so you’ll have to stick with me and perhaps I’ll reveal some great secret to

Not burden. Not bear or grow. Almost like nurture.

BURGEON! Burgeon posts when I feel like it and at a regular pace.

Yours burgeoning,

PS Honestly, Rich Tea biscuits are fucking brilliant! They’re cheap and go great with cups of tea. Two pounds for a meal a day!
I’m sick


Blog #001 – Hope

That is a lot of hope right there. I’ve put two whole zeroes before the one. I’m hoping that one day I’ll reach that third digit. If I wrote a post every day, I still wouldn’t reach #100 until about the end of July. So if I were to write one or two a week, it’s going to take a year. So what’s the point?

I guess because sometimes it’s not bad to have a little hope. In the end, it doesn’t matter if I don’t succeed. I’m not going to bore people with that idea that ‘I’ll try my best to write as much as possible’ because I’ll just be letting people down in the end. And why do I want to pressure myself like that? Especially when no one cares

I guess I’m switching up my stance to use WordPress, because everyone else does at the moment, so I do care a little. Oh dear, looks like I’ve fallen into a little trap!


I suppose I’ll start by saying the last post on the other blog got pretty sad. I got pretty sad. So this is kind of a ‘bouncing-back’ thing. I fell but now I’ve got back up, and I’m ready to bat the balls back. Or the lemons. Or whatever the hell we use nowadays to describe life throwing punches. This is my interpretation of hope I guess? Is that lame? Is that too lame? Come on Tim, you have to help me out here.

I’m not sure how I’m going to keep the flow coming, but there’ll be ways. Maybe I’ll try writing at the office as I spend a lot of time there anyway.

One of the ways I’m going to try and improve is through home key typing. As I’m sure everyone’s aware, home key typing is done with your fingers remaining on the home keys ie. your forefingers on ‘f’ and ‘j’. It’s a little difficult to get your head around, but it does make your a faster typer. I mean I must have been slow at one point, but from years of typing I can usually do pretty well at free-typing. And that’s without home keys slowing me down! I guess after a while your fingers just memorise the keys positions!

I do end up losing my track of thought however as I become a lot slower and a lot more prone to mistakes. And the backspace button is just a whole lot farther away now my palms are fused to the base of my laptop. My pinkie just doesn’t reach that far.

I’ll save some of the stuff on my mind for a later post, for now I’ll just leave it at that. Let’s raise our glasses to a new hope, and that is in no way a reference.

Yours prematurely,

PS I’m going to steal the letter style from the various previous blogs I’ve done just because I like doing. Adds a bit of closure your know?