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|Friday, March 4th, 2005|
|Brief Pause for Breath
Phew! I've had an unbelievably busy week and have hardly had time to sit down and keep on top of my email, never mind time to update this journal.
On Monday I met up with an old friend I'd not seen for just over a year. A hell of a lot has happened during that time so we had a lot to catch up on! Unfortunately she'd bought me a cup of coffee before I had had a chance to tell her that I no longer drink caffeine so I felt fairly rough for most of the day - and, yes, I do know how ungrateful that sounds now I've written it down.
Tuesday I went for a herb tea with someone I've been chatting to online for nearly a year. For some reason we'd just never got round to actually meeting in person and, at the start of this year, I'd decided to stop putting things off and to just get on with enjoying my life. Luckily that's worked out so far and she turned out to be pleasnt instead of being a complete psychopath...
Wednesday was probably the highlight of the week as that was the day I went walking in the snow and built my snow woman. I was also invited over to a friend's house for tea and was really touched by the fact that she'd gone out of her way to find some wheat free bread and pasta for me!
Another friend came over for a meal on Thursday evening and today I met up with another woman I hadn't seen for a few years for a drink and a quick visit to the Ikon Gallery. For some reason, I never stay in the Ikon long as their exhibitions rarely hold my attention for long. It's a shame as the gallery's lovely although there do seem to be more staircases and corridors than actually gallery space.
Tonight I have been asked to go along to a lesbian barn dance, much to the amusement of everyone who knows me. I'm sure it will be OK after a few pints, but I'm really wondering why I agreed to go! Current Mood: tired
|Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005|
|Yet more snow
Well, I finally managed to locate sufficiant snow to play in today and have fulfilled one of my few goals for 2005! A friend and I went walking through some local woods and then decided to build a reclining nude snow woman at the top of one of the bunkers in the golf course. Presumably it vanished by the time anybody else passed by as snow doesn't stay for long in Birmingham, but it was fun to get out and do something slightly more active than sitting at a PC desk.
This was the nearest I've come to making a piece of sculpture in years and reminded me how much I used to enjoy the act of physically making a work of art. It was emotionally satisfying and intellectually stimulating to slowly mould the snow into place and to watch the form of the figure gradually appearing, and it has made me realise how much of myself was involved in my artwork. When I started drawing again a year or two ago, it felt as though a large part of myself had been suppressed for a long time - working for Birmingham City Council was OK and it paid the bills but it didn't exactly encourage my creativity!
Well, it would seem that being sacked a few years ago was one of the best things that has happened to me as I now feel liberated and enthusiastic about my future. My benefits may only just pay the bills but at least I'm happy and have the time and energy to do the things I enjoy doing! Current Mood: giddy
|Sunday, February 27th, 2005|
Well, I did just about manage to survive the Electric Six gig though I think it would have been a good idea to wear my steel toe-capped boots. The band were really great (any band that can get millions of straight men to sing "I want to take you to a gay bar" deserves a Nobel peace prize) but the hysterical homo-erotic behaviour in the moshpit was far more entertaining. One guy in particular just couldn't contain his glee at being able to touch other men and, at one point, lifted his vest so that another lad could lick his nipple. His macho posturing afterwards fooled nobody, particularly when he grabbed another lad's hand so that they could skip off nearer to the stage. Just come out of the closet, honey! I've seen behaviour less gay in gay clubs...
What's even more fantastic is that I have yet another thing to moan about. I f*%$ing hate going to gigs in Wolverhampton as the last bus back to Birmingham leaves at 11pm and the gigs there never, ever finish in time. I've never had that problem in Birmingham or Manchester and I really don't see why it's so hard to organise a gig in Wolverhampton so that it coincides with the availability of public transport. Current Mood: lethargic
|Friday, February 25th, 2005|
|Lack of snow
Well, after moaning about the fact that Birmingham is drab and never has any snow, the weather decided to prove me wrong yesterday so I finally got the opportunity to walk through the park in a blizzard. Of course, today the snow has virtually all disappeared again so I have missed probably my only opportunity to sculpt a snow-woman for this year. Still, as an ex-goth I can't be happy without something to moan about.
I was also left alone to feed a baby yesterday - who in their right mind would trust me to do that? I have no maternal instincts whatsoever and babies and I usually look at one another with equal suspicion. Still, he didn't cry the moment he was left with me which was a distinct improvement though that probably means that people will now believe me capable of babysitting.
Right, that's enough waffling for one day. I'm off to see Electric Six at Wulfrun this evening which should be entertaining if nothing else. Of course, if it turns out to be awful, it'll give me something else to moan endlessly about. What joy.
|Wednesday, February 23rd, 2005|
I'm starting this journal because I'm bored. I've spent most of the day watching brief flurries of snow and wondering why none of it ever sticks long enough for me to go out and make a snowman. There's not even enough to scrape together to make a snowball! How is that possible when it's been snowing virtually all day? I need to move to somewhere that has proper snow as Birmingham just seems to be permanently drab and grey.
I'm rapidly getting sick of daytime TV and definitely need to get out more. It really is quite sad when then highlight of the day is yet another repeat of 'Murder She Wrote'. I suppose I could have put a film on but that would have involved thought and effort and I'd much rather waste my energy on moaning endlessly. Current Mood: apathetic