Anyone that follows this blog regularly will notice that there hasn't been much activity on here recently. That is, if anyone does actually keep tabs on the activity of my incoherent ramblings. The initial reason for my absence was due to a month long internet blackout thanks to the sheer incompetence of British Telecom. Here is some advice for anyone reading this who currently resides in the United Kingdom... Don't use BT, ever. They're liars and cheaters and they suck, hard.
Anywho, month long internet blackout aside, I just haven't had anything interesting to talk about. My life just isn't that interesting at the moment. Not that it ever was. Since finishing uni and moving to Brighton I seem to have settled into a comfortable pattern. I work, I come home, I eat, I maybe watch some movies or TV shows, I sleep, occasionally I write... and the cycle repeats. It's all very easy. I like easy. I'm quite content with life at the moment. Christmas is around the corner, I'm enjoying my job, I enjoy living with my girlfriend. Life is sweet.
I don't do as much writing as I would ideally like to, but that can be attributed to my unrelenting laziness rather than any kind of writer's block. In fact, my horror script that I started in October is coming on a treat. It currently sits on 60 pages, teetering on the edge of the third act, just waiting for me to bite the bullet and write the damn thing.
I should really get on with that!
To sum up; I'm very sorry for being a bad blogger. I have no excuses, I'm just lazy. Not that you care, or have any reason to care, but I care. So fuck you. Just kidding, I love you really. Bye!