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Dislike early mornings anyway, I think it shows I’m not getting enough sleep when I wake up in the morning, look at the clock and simply think ‘Go Away’. A thought directed at time itself.
When my alarm did rudely awaken me from that happy place know as sleep all I could think was ‘why Why WHY!’

On a completely different note, I noticed today that the author of a photography book on Low light photography that I own is called ‘Lee Frost’.
Now I don’t know about you, but if that was my name I’d be hard pressed to resist the urge to go out, get a son, and call him Jack. At the soonest possible moment.

I forgot to blog about it, but last week I nearly got hit by a car on the way to the station. You could say that this was a catalyst to the whole ‘Live Now‘ post. Although these things were already being considered by me as I’ve been reading some philosophy and psychology books and webpages of late. I am actually going to try (probably) to re-write that post in a way which better articulates what I am trying to get at.
Before you all go worrying about a near death experience, (like you would) I’d like to point out that it was more of a near nasty-bruising experience – at worst.
Difficult to tell whose fault it was, I was standing in the middle of the road, well actually crossing at the time, but then he was on the wrong side of the road. Major cutting of corners was going on by the driver thats for sure. Fortunately I had my wits about me and calmly stepped back to let the car pass a few inches in front of me.
Not the most advisable way to wake up in the morning, but it certainly works!

I went shopping this morning, I nearly bought a book called ‘Teach yourself: Speed reading’, but I’d finished it before I got the the check-out.


Comedy drum hit PLEASE!

I am a worrier, and recently I’ve been trying to get over this. As I think I’ve said before, worry can be the straight jacket to action (Yes I did).
I also have a habit of overly planning what I’m going to do, what I should do, and what I could do.
Yup, when the scouts said ‘be prepared’ I don’t think they expected me to take it this far, not that I actually was a scout or anything but hey. I’d plan things like what I would say if I bumped into that guy I knew from school six years ago, for example.
So I’ve been trying to counteract this excessive worry and planning by Living In The Moment. Something I think probably a lot of people do anyway, but for me it’s quite a challenge!
It is quite a meditation/zen monk, spiritual type thing to aim for; to live completely in the moment. Not the past i.e. thinking about whats happened. Not the future, i.e. whats going to happen, but right now.
Admittedly it is sometimes necessary to plan things, like doing washing. But as far as its possible I’m trying to live right now.

Perhaps if I’d planned this post a bit it may have got more of my point across.

That would be ironic.
Perhaps I’ll post a better version when my thoughts are in a better order.

Well I went to the osteopath again on tuesday, more fixing required but not as much as last time. Apparently I don’t breath properly, which is mildly disturbing. Fortunately he’s given me some excercises and explained where I was going wrong, it’s not as easy as you might think!
So anyway I felt on top of the world after that session, walking down the street smiling at other pedestrians hunched over against the elements. I had to quell the urge to dance to be perfectly honest, I was feeling that good!!
Plus, Tim the osteopath said I only need a single session next week, which will be cheaper, and I managed to arrange it to be much later in the day so I don’t have to take the whole afternoon off.

The price of pillows and swimming trunks in a department store that shall remain nameless bought me down a bit from this walk-tall, breath-deep style happiness. Only a bit though.

I didn’t buy a new pillow or any swimming trunks on that day.

… thankyou please come again. Pretty much sums up the business of being an osteopath.

Yes I’ve visited an osteopath, my offended back didn’t fix itself. At least not all the way, so I decided something needed to be done!
Yesterday I had to take the afternoon off work and spend an hour being examined, cracked, and then rounded off with electric shocks… No it’s not as bad as it sounds, but it certainly felt pretty damn weird. Like a twitching. Apparently its better than a massage at reaching the deeper muscles and where the muscles attach to the bone.
To be honest I was quite disappointed to find I wasn’t getting a massage. In the same way that I was disappointed to find that the problem wasn’t magically fixed (Shazam! justlikethat). Apparently there were all kinds of mis-alighments going on and he needs to see me again next week to see if the ‘manipulations’ have held.
So that’ll be another £70…

Damn I hope I don’t need to many of these sessions, it could skint me. Especially seeing as I’ve just paided for a skiing holiday in March and have to pay my credit card off for the purchase of a nikon D70….

Quite frankly slightly worried.

Well I’m sitting in my office, on my tea break, trying to think of positive and ‘Rob-like’ things to write in christmas cards that have an increasingly improbably chance of getting to their intended recipients on time.

Where’s the christmas spirit that was with me only a few short weeks ago?
Grr
Well at least it’s only two more working days until I actually do go home for christmas (I can’t wait)…

Well to all those who can reasonably expect a card, sorry. They’re probably going to arrive late :S

Well as you have probably noticed, I haven’t blogged for fecking ages. I’d like to think this is for a damn good reason, and in a way it is:
I’ve been damn busy with stuff, and when I get home hanging out with housemates keeps me away from the computer (not a bad thing in my book!).
So lets update as to what I’ve been upto; I went to Cambridge last weekend and met with Andy and Greig, which was a very enjoyable weekend, also got to see Vorn again (which is always good) and somehow offended my back. You may be wondering what I mean by offended… we it’s kind of a very very minor injury, to the upper back. I think it happened when I slept on Greigs hardwood floor when a bit drunk. Its a strange sensation, its a bit like having a stitch but between my shoulders, but not all the time, only if I twist or have to breath very deeply. So anyway, hopefully that’ll fix itself in time. I also managed to insult my lower back at breakdancing on tuesday so I am being fairly careful about sitting and lying and the like.
I can’t have another guitar lesson until the new year now, which is a bit dissapointing but at least I have a good book to try and work through now!
Hosemates are getting stressed with end of term shows and stuff, and I’m in an end of term show too which is a bit scary, doing some breakdancing. Hopefully I’ll do a better job than my last dancing show effort (bit of an in-joke for you there).
But life is pretty good, I’m certainly not complaining at being busy!
I’m hoping to apply for a new job by the end of this weekend, and I’m off to meet Matt in London tonight… those two objectives are slightly opposed but hopefully I’ll manage it!
Well I’d better sign off, got many things to do!!

The end draws near of a pretty hectic week, but a good week, a cultural week even.
Chicago was fantastic, Jennifer Ellison was supprisingly good! Although her liverpudlian accent did slip through on a few occasions (like), she definately did a good job as Roxie Hart. The only disappointment in the show from my perspecive was the complete lack of tap-dancing… I was promised tap-dancing damnit!
Anyway that was very enjoyable, got back at about half-past midnight though. Tiring.
Robert and Elizabeth on Tuesday was fantastic, it’s always amazing to see friends putting on a stella performance… Even if the musical was a bit long winded the performance was thoroughly enjoyable!
So one more to go, Balm In Gilead this evening, and I’ll definately be having a bit of a lie in tomorrow!

This week it seems will be an unusually cultured affair for me, I’ve got Robert & Elizabeth the musical on Tuesday, Chicago [not Chicargo as previously posted] on Wednesday and Balm in Gilead on Friday.
This unfortunately also means its going to be a rather expensive week but with the magic of the credit card it won’t start to hurt until next month some time. You may be wondering why all the theatrics, well the fact of living with three [beautiful] actresses kinda has a lot to do with it, (they’re in the Tuesday and Friday deals) and it just happened by coincidence that I’m going with my cousin to Chicargo in London. Which I’m really looking forwards to, I’m trying to make sure that I make full use of living so close to the city as I know its very easy not to.

Badgers and Marmalade
And good night.