Samurai Jack

I’ve neglected this here blog for a while, mainly due to a few things catching up to me, and a few new things occupying most of my time, all leading up to me having little time to analyse my days enough to write a few hundred words about some inanity here. It’s not all bad though, because I’m writing here and now, and I suppose it’ll breathe a few more moments of life into what may have, for a while, looked like a dead page. So, without further ado, I shall present you with the thing that I’ve enjoyed most in the past month or so: Samurai Jack.

Another Year

It’s a New Year, and I feel like crap. I’m in a cold, empty house, I worked today, and I’ll probably be working tomorrow. I’ve got the remnants of the flu, which are seeming worse than the flu ever was, and any minute now the stupid birds outside my window (which it now occurs to me are being fooled by the street lamps, possible) will start singing. It’s just past midnight. And I just got pins and needles in my foot, which I can no longer feel due to the aforementioned cold house. Oh dear, this really isn’t a promising beginning, is it? Let me go get some orange juice and see if we can’t make it look a bit better.

This JellyBean Looks Like Snot

On the train today, a man walked by me carrying a box of Corn Flakes. They weren’t Kellogs, just Tescos’ own brand, but it seemed to sum up the past week; there’s probably a perfectly good explanation for it, but it’s both confusing and amusing at the same time. You see, like most people do at Christmas, I went home to spend it with my family, and, like most people, I grew increasingly bored until I was ill and tired, and I had to work the next day, and suddenly wished I hadn’t spent the whole week watching whatever was on Sky Plus and playing endless rounds of Wii Tennis (my score is 1145 now. Suck it Dad!).

An Imploration

So there are a few deadlines slowly creeping up on me, the usual end of term stuff that happens at University. Except, of course, the fact that I’m doing some really rather interesting modules this year, including on Creative Writing one. I’ve got the bones of a story written, but it’s too short, and I need some help. I need you guys to tell me where to expand it, what works, what you want to know, things like that. Time is of the essense, of course, what with it being due on Thursday. But I can write fast with these mits, so expect multiple edits as I react to your comments, should any of you get around to doing so. So, without further adue, here it is;

Gale Force Fail, and The End of an Era

So far, today’s been a bit of a mixed bag for me. Maybe it’s the sleep deprivation, but at the moment the glass is looking like it’s containing 50% water. I’ll start at the beginning, which will be a bit of an achievement, because I’m feeling a little confused, deflated and annoyed right now. As you all know, I’m at University, and that means essays need to be written, preferably a week or two before the deadline, but, inevitably, they always end up being written the day, or at the very best, two days before the day they are handed in. This Thursday (Deadline Day), was no exception.