Enjoy your summer :)

Today I fed some big cats.

The only constant is this accelerated rate of change. Thanks Peter.

In light she could look beautiful. Congratulations.

Since I last posted, I landed a job working full time as lead designer with Fat City. The company deals in digital media production -totally up my alley. So far it's been close to great. Good people + all the equipment I need ...the rest is up to me. I've had a lot of positive feedback from the work I've been doing which I'm very appreciative of, but outside of this my time management has been poor (hence the lack of posts).

I finally left my weekend job at Next Byte after 5 years to allow myself more time. Still, books I desperately want to read have been collecting dust, next to other intentions. I've been progressing with my music though. I simply need to allow myself more time to familiarise myself with tools.

There's so much I could talk about since I last posted, but I hate digging around in the past... basically all has been pretty well and things are totally heading in the right direction, thanks to hope and aspiration.

The past week has also been enjoyable, creating the Fat City site and spending always well spent time with O. OK.

I've just returned from Sydney (pictured) where Eric, O and I (pictured) attended Semi Permanent.




We listened to world class creatives, like James Jean (pictured) talk about when and why and how and why. It was reassuring and inspiring to buggery.

The Fringe Festival (pictured) has begun. It's the few weeks of the year my self-concious city bustles with positive energy. This includes the Womad Music Festival which I attended on the weekend with a mate Simon. Very funny guy. After seeing Mad Professor which was very cool, we bumped into Kirsty -whom I broke in with last year. I had a thing for her -and still do. She was a little tipsy, but it still appeared as though she was interested...alas, at the end of the evening she stumbled off with some hipster guys. I mean, they were blowng bubbles. I think I need to make my intentions clearer, but I fear two things: making someone uncomfortable and rejection. I always have -but I used to combat this with substances and I'm having trouble calibratng with sobriety.

I feel there's a perfect analogy between my fear of rejection from girls and grinding a curb. Let me explain;

I don't fear the curb, I fear falling from the curb after confessing my ability/I don't fear the girl, I fear rejection from the girl after confessing my feelings.

I fall or stumble upon the curb when I over analyse what I'm doing/I fail to attract the girl when I over analyse what I'm doing.

The more I attempt (fail or not) the more I calibrate, the better the result... why can't I just listen to logic.

When your days come and go, void of any passionate exchange between you and those you admire, those you love, your reference of who you are begins to unravel, -it comes apart thread by thread. Physically and mentally, I'm more active than I've ever been. My days are filled to the brim. A single bee buzzing around in a hive. I'm proud of what I'm achieving, but I feel so two-dimensional. The honeycomb resonates and it's a distracting reminder. It's my choice, right.

This is no 'rant' -things are well- I tend to jot down what I'm thinking in the moment, and I should probably just get laid soon too.. before I forget how to..

Sick, it's March. My favourite month. I can't remember exactly why, but I had a few fortunate March's when I was young. It's also the month that brings me Womad, my favourite music festival.