bluestreak

It's been a funny old week, and perhaps one that a while ago I would have had problems with. Had an appointment with the opthamologist on wednesday/ They've decided to put a cosmetic plate over my blind eye, which I'm surprisingly unconcerned about. Seems like a waste of time if you ask me, and I don't mind having mismatched eyes. But apparantly it'll stop any further mscle atrophy around the eye. I guess that might help, cos at the moment it looks like I've got a lazy eye. But I imagine that having a plastic plate in there will look worse than the weird eye I've already got. Still I imagine I'll be able to take it out.

Got a call from my Dad as well this week. A year ago the annual phone call would send me on a three day bender just because I knew that all his pretences at wanting to be a real Dad were bullshit and I'd end up getting hurt agan. This time when he phones I find myself thinking, well, he's crap. Maybe he's gonna come and say hello, maybe not. But who cares. Which is nice.

Hmm, started a new job on Thursday doing admin for a cancer charity. I prefer working in the charity sector cos at least your boredom is socially useful. However I might be shooting myself ni the foot here, cos on the first day I discovered that the job was twice as big as they'd thought, and really I don't want to be so good at it that i'm stuck fixing their shitty office systems all summer. Normally the depression and ennui that comes from working for a living would have fucked me up, but I'm riding it this time. The mornings though, jesus. After not working so far this year and getting up when i like this is a killer.

Hmm, what else... oh yeah, my ex and i have exchanged friendly emails. i'm not sure how i fel about it but we're going to be meeting up. i miss her as a friend but since we split up i've been so much happier in myself. it has been good for me. i don't want her to get hurt by telling her, but i also dont want to lie and pretend that life is shitty jsut so she can feel some sort of perverse pleasure in it. my best hope is that she's got a new boyfriend and is terribly happy.

Finally got another gig, though it's just a party. Since I walked away from the bar where I DJed I've been having trouble finding anywhere to play. Anyone run a bar or venue in London that might be interested in a fucking eclectic riffs'n'beats dj battle team?

hope everyone is peachy....

ps, i just remembered that i got a glastonbury ticket. they secretly put a load more on sale the other day, word of mouth only, and fortunately i have contacts. so i SHALL go to the ball.