Moving on

Time to move on again, so I'm setting up yet another blog. Easily found at doarr.blogspot.com, though its still new and the template, not to mention the rest, needs a lot of work.

Bored out of my mind

Yet again, sitting here bored out of my mind while I wait for a customer to take me to the computer. After all, its not like I might have a busy day, or other things to do.

That was a while ago now, at the moment we're at some gaming society promoting Blood LRP. Anyone living near Chesterfield send an e-mail to bloodlrp@gmail.com for details.

A party

At an engagement party at the moment, so far I know maybe two of the people here, and they're the ones I brought with me in the car. Gonna be starting to chain-smoke soon. For some reason we're discussing bad things to wake up to. Currently two people having sex next to you is ruling as the worst wake-up call. If anyone can beat that let me know.

And an hour after writing that I still don't know anyone. Been plotting stuff for LRP with Mark, scheming about how to perform a bloody revolution. I've also been turning over a handful of charms in my head. Thinking of trying some of them out here, though I'm not sure if I could get the materials together.

Slightly worrying thing, I'm not quite sure how to describe it. I think the closest comparison would be auras though its not so much colours as it is impressions, scents and feelings. For example someone who just left us, and the best way I can describe the feeling he left me with would be oily. I can still feel his aura hanging in the air like that chip shop grease atmosphere.

I suppose I could get used to it, but its gonna make it a lot harder to hide my dislike for people.

Is it possible to purposely develop synaesthesia? I'd really like that question answered. I know there are some drugs which can do it, which I'd love to try. Anyway, for years I've associated sounds with tastes and so on, but I've been doing it consciously and deliberately. Today I noticed that its turned subconscious. I just get the taste and scent of music now, along with the sound.

I'll be writing more later if I get bored.

Car troubles

Why can't they just write the bloody thing off? I mean really, its got over a hundred thousand miles on the clock, and it needs £1300 of repairs. All I want is for the thing to be scrapped so I can get a new one.

Just watching the weakest link. Where the hell do they find these people?

I don't know what I'm going to do this month. I think I'm going to have to take a week off work at some point. Looks like I'll be spending a lot of time on my borrowed PS2.