Home Again Home Again Trittety Trot

I’m at home now.

I’d forgotten how much noise the wind makes when its wistleing between the garage and the house. It’s fantastic. I was lying in bed last night listening to it. Am I happy being at home? yes I guess so, I’ve only been back about twelve hours or so so really no problems. Need to pay a bill tommorrow and all is well. When I get back I have plans to work on the website some more, get it pretty good, have a proper members section and maybe add a second (possibly free) camera.

I have plans you see.

I still can’t decide exactly what I want to do with myself next year. The NQT thing seems very sensible but I do need to get away a bit next year, theres a job in Thailand newly come up which I’m applying for. Maybe after that I will come back and do my NQT year, an intensive TEFL qualification and then apply for JET again.

I need to travel a bit, play some chess and learn Go. And in between I’ve, for the first time in about two years, sent something off to the publishers again. I don’t think it’ll be accepted but it will be interesting to see if I get a generic rejection ( ie. my writing has gone downhill) or whether they bother to tell me whats wrong with it (about the same standard of writing).

One day I’ll be a writer, I know it. It’ll just take some more living…lets hope I don’t die too soon.

Oh on the subect of dying, The Alcoholic explained what Manly Viking meant a while ago in my blog about Cthulu. I will be more careful about juxtaposing sentences that have little to do with each other. The man with a girlfriend I had been kissing was Bill whereas the Alcoholic is very happy with the Boss and was only doing my make up in a very fiiiiine manner.

Got quizzed forever about the Jellicle….managed to tell them less than nothing. I hate people knowing about me. Well no I obviously don’t but I’m none to fond of parental prying.

3 thoughts on “Home Again Home Again Trittety Trot

  1. "the people who love only once in their lives are really the shallow people. What they call their loyalty, their fidelity, I call either lethargy of custom or their lack of imagination. Faithfulness is to the emotional life what consistency is to the intellect – simply a confession of failure… there are many things that we would throw away if we were not so afraid that others may pick them up"

    I have my own book of wisdom, as you see! Good luck, good wishes, and the very deepest of blessings to you both. May you remain joined, but never merge. Zeus had wisdom when he threw his bolts, after all.

  2. Thanks Mish. I think you might have saved an old man some hassle with that decision. That doesn’t mean I’m still not horribly jealous of you 😛

  3. Darling Bill you cause me serious problems keeping to my promises…I said directly after Naiadic experience I wasn’t going to kiss people in relationships (without aforementioned rider) and then you go and pop up. 🙁 Shame you have very lovely….;)

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