Holiday Blues

Grumpiness is an art form ........allegedly!

Its actually been a while since I have posted anything (productive) and it would appear of late I have been attempting (and failing miserably ) to get in touch with my feelings, so lets go with the flow honestly there is some happiness in here!

It would appear that drink and drugs would be the most commonly used substances (emotional avoidance mechanisms can't you tell I'm undergoing therapy) that are used to mask ones true feelings! Less toxic (although in some cases just as deadly)to perform a similar function are Shopping (what with?) Sex (erm next) Exercise (erm no tried it and look where it got me ) Eating (erm yes) Travelling (yeah right please see the response to shopping) Vegging out in front of the big old goggle box (that's the TV to you lot and erm.....yep guilty) Reading (oh hell yeah....well sort of ish!) Sleeping (now this one really has me worried because it would appear that I'm really good at it) and at the top of the pile.....work (ooops..........guilty) I've only been off seven days and I know I'm going back to 412 emails (and counting) oh dear!

While I've been off, I have done sod all (and that's not what I wanted to do, but I'm claiming life conspired and kicked me in the bollocks or so I feel) I ate a bit (That was always going to be a given) I think I might have put just a little more weight on (nooooooo me with my reputation) I failed my annual blood test (now that is worrying, but I'm sure all will be explained when I go for another next week) I flicked through one or two magazines (of the music variety) tried to order some music stuff (yeah as in buy not steal)from the interwebby and again life conspired against me, but we will give it another go, well after I have calmed down from my strop (four days and counting) and with the help of my youngest I have sorted through about five months worth of mail (that my wife always seems to hide within plain sight) oh and I slept in every single day .....WTF!

I know tons of you have missed me and I have chuckled at some of the messages asking me what has gone wrong and again I ask those of you who needs a translator for English I have a funny feeling Google translate is toying with you, but its keeping me sane from time to time, however like a priest in a confessional all of your secrets  are safe with me(well until I get really bored hahahahaha). music has not soothed the savage beats of late although last night we did travel across the country  to witness Groove Train who were so incredibly (good) tight I thought I was looking at a likeness of my bank balance and hey it was sooooooooooo good, we didn't hang around as we had to get home but it was nice to interact with real human beings. (the less said about that the better)

The rest can wait as I have to admit I'm just not feeling it, I'm still loving it, just not feeling it if you get my drift, I am posting this purely to prove that I have not disappeared off the face of the earth and I really didn't want to post a whole heap of misery as I really am trying to go in a positive direction, I promise I will haul my sorry ass back to the laptop and back to (more positive) writing which in reality is the last emotional avoidance technique left for me to explore..... so until the next time Toodles.....and on a much more disturbing note did you lot know that this year is the thirtieth anniversary for Ghostbusters!..........damn I feel old!