14mins from writing and probably by the time I’ve published this entry I will be 28 years old.
It’s not as devastating as turning 10, 18 or 25 though. The next number that will make me think is 30.
12 minutes to go.
Every ageing person finds it hard to believe where time went, but I also feel I’ve lived quite a while now. These 28 years make sense, but the sum total of achievement is negligible. The only thing I take in pride is having my friends, family and goals. Maybe that’s enough. At 27.99 I’ve still got more diaries to fill. I hope.
10 minutes to go.
9 minutes to go…Hmm, I’d rather see this post out as a 27yr old as I’ll be writing a fair bit as a 28yr old.
6 mins to go, still 27…
Happy Birthday to me after! 😉
LC stands for the brand of writing course I’m doing and x detonates the post number that relates to how I’m doing on my course – for my own benefit…I sound like Miss Teen USA, 3rd place…
I did this quite well on old blogging services but then sort of forgot…So this is kind of a little note say I’m doing okay; I’ve started module 6 of 10.
Go and read more interesting posts. 😉
The rant I’m about to…rant…is not new and will be repeated by someone else. But how crap is the British/western music press?
The NME (New Musical Express) only champions variations of old music by fashionable boys with guitars, and usually white. If you share the Rolling Stones gene for garage rock, being a ‘geezer’ and studying sex and drugs alongside, you’re in. Sometimes they allow females and blacks – just to seem Benetton diverse. And sometimes they mention stuff other than the new Oasis/Smiths etc. Most corporate festivals are no better.
I will never get to read about music from around the world, or even find my loves of funk and metal (but not funk metal, sorry) front-cover praised (unless on occasion they’re too big to avoid).
But then, it’s all about sales, and Pete Doherty is much too valued as a drug user than say… a boring clean person. No one talks about his music. Perhaps because it’s not noteworthy?
Keep dancing about architecture, lads. I’ll continue to dig a bit deeper for new music of worth. I’ve found as much popular music as I’ll ever like.
No, there’s no correlation between the McCanns & Bin Laden. Not yet anyway.
Everyone has their 2pence on the change of situation. The ladies in my life seem to think they did it. I’m not sure of that yet. It sounds too juicy a twist, more suitable for fiction.
It’s true they shouldn’t have left their daughter unsupervised, but to say that they killed – accidentally or not – and hid her body (under media glare!) via so-far pockets of evidence is too big a leap. If they did do it though, well then that’s messed up…But I’m willing to think that despite an overdone campaign for Madeline’s search, they couldn’t do that…
All I know is I’m glad I didn’t take bets with my Mrs. Else I would kill her as I wouldn’t pay her if she won…Accidentally, of course.
That was a joke, by the way.
And just to add:
I don’t think this is Bin Laden…I know I’ve had my skeptical hat on for a while, but ok he may have dyed his beard/trimmed it and put a new one on, but how did his nose inflate? The man in older photos has an average, perhaps thin nose in older photos. Also, it’s hard to see his eyes, there’s something strange about his physique. And his message sounds like a remix of previous ones even if the voice sounds right.
To me, this just seems like another bottle of fear (100% alcohol) opened for America and it’s allies, just to keep the reason for the War On Terrorism(tm) fresh.
It just reminds of that film where a dead man is faked as being alive by being used like a puppet. I’m not saying Bin Laden is dead. But whether he’s alive/not doesn’t matter; his likeness alone is profitable.
Kinda like Elvis.
You might spot his face next at a Tesco quick check-out screen, telling you to convert to high fibre or else face the wrath of constipation.
The Metronet staff strike is severely affecting London Underground tube services until Thurs.
If you have a funny bone, consider this piece of free merchandise from a recent Transport For London promotion about the health benefits of walking.
…Harmless good advice.