Saturday 5 March 2011

Lent.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-12657101

Ok, now i'm not a burgler, and i'm no vandal nor.... no wait, thats not right. I'm no catholic, but the idea behind Lent always seemed to me like a good one, even down to its core. Giving shit up as a test of will is a good thing, and hell, sometimes its just good to get the crap you consume out of the system for whatever reason.

But this wound me up on the second paragraph. Where it said "Give up meat on Fridays" as self sacrifice or abstinence. Are you shitting me? I give up meat of Fridays by accident! That isn't a goddamn self sacrifice, and doesn't even brush abstinence! Give up freaking meat on every day OTHER than Friday and you've got it right there. But what the hell?!? That's nothing!

I'm giving up cola. Because i've been living off fizzy drinks. Just because I feel like it, and partly out of spite for this article.

Thursday 3 March 2011

2 years since I lost my belief in monotheism.

Today marks two years since the death of my uncle. Poor bastard had just turned 40. He was more of a brother/father/uncle/mate, but hell if I ever have something in my life that ISNT convoluted somehow...

Last year was easy to deal with, I never really mourned him. Instead I just seemed to break my own personality somehow over it. I also had an awful lot on my mind preoccupying me and managed to get through it with relatively little dwelling.

This year has hit me like a lemon wrapped brick... I'm filling up with tears, which I never really did before and the world has this "zoomed out" effect about it.

I need to bury myself in video games before I start thinking about it, and all the implications it has had on me.

Wednesday 2 March 2011

Cosplay.

It hit me, that the only way i'm going to start going to cons again is if i'm going to be in costume. And I mean a pretty damn good one. Given that i've mysteriously acquired drive to work out. (I've a natural rugby player build, i'm sick of looking like Dilbert if it isn't going to take much effort to move my gut across my body a bit. The weight i've lost this year is also good motivation.) I guess being in the situation i'm in helps, doing a lot of bugger all leaves you with enough desperation to kill time to do such things. I wouldn't join a gym tho, don't believe in them. You can do anything at home, it just takes more effort... and isn't that sort of the point?

So i've decided that my return to con going shall be as this man:
The Comedian. I've always liked the character, and the recent Watchmen movie portrays him pretty much bang on. Obviously i'll "Brit up" his shoulders a bit. Tho anyone who knows me can see it's not going to be a con in the near future! But still. It's a goal.