It’s very rare that I leave the city, as even when I go back home, I’m only travelling from one to another. The only difference, is that Birmingham isn’t nearly as busy as London, and you don’t need to worry about delays on the tube.
For once, however, I managed to leave the city completely and see some greenery. After work on Sunday, I managed to get to speak with my dad on webcam to wish him a happy fathers day. He had received a card in the post and after chatting for a bit, I decided to get the train home on Monday and because my dad had plans to visit his dad, I’d have to be back before lunch. Continue reading
While making a quick sandwich ready for tomorrows train journey home, I thought it would make things easier if I put my knife under the tap to help spread my butter more easier.
Anyway, I received a text from my sister and balanced the knife on an upside down colander in the sink so it could stay under the tap, gradually getting hotter. Once my reply was finally sent, I turned the tap off and went to pick up the knife but burned my hand and then subsequently stabbed myself in the same hand while I tried to catch the knife that I had just thrown in the air.
It might be time to go to bed, I’m probably tired.
Note: the image here is a recreation straight after I finished making my sandwiches… only to result in me further burning my hand and repeating the entire thing after I took the photo.
I’ve used Final Cut Pro X to edit a number of videos across the months, but after having got it (or I should say, gotten the trial for emergency video editing purposes) I have been slightly more addicted to the program than ever before. Some short tutorials later and I began putting my chroma-cloth to good use and even began cloning myself. Continue reading
It became apparent, about an hour or so ago, that maybe I should tidy my bedroom. I say this, what I actually mean is that I thought about it, but haven’t done anything apart from playing Solitaire on my mobile – and shift a number of bottles.
Being a heavy drinker, I decided to take up Waitrose’s offer on their multipacks and carried twenty four bottles back with me on my way home from university. Together they weighed an awful lot and were the centre point in receiving weird looks from members of the public as they walked past. I didn’t care though, I needed the drink. Continue reading
Writers block is something that challenges anyone who writes regularly. It’s spontaneous and can occur at any time, often with no warning whatsoever.
I recently discovered Plinky, a website that is trying to combat writers block with a series of scenarios and questions aimed at getting your thought process into full swing. Continue reading
It’s annoying you.
I can tell.
It’s ‘Another One Bites The Dust’ by Queen. The song seems appropriate at the moment for a variety of reasons but I won’t let that ruin my moral – although that seems to be non-existant after a week from hell. However, something more important has struck the little bubble that I live in.
Change. Continue reading