Sunday, 7 February 2016
I had such great plans for today. I was going to write this early, get a head start on tomorrow's post and watch something to review on Tuesday. By this point all I've done is tidy and rearrange my room. On the plus side, I've no longer got books stored on every inch of available floor space since I've taken over an unused bookcase. It does, however, mean I'll be playing catch-up all week. We're only in 2016's second month and already my plan to sort my shit out is failing. I haven't updated my blogging schedule in ages. At least I'm actually reading though. That makes shit easier. Although, I'm also still buying a fuck load so I still need to get quicker. Come on 2016. This is still THE year.
Thursday, 4 February 2016
Wednesday, 3 February 2016
After what seems like the longest January since time began, we've arrived in February. It's fucking freezing outside and I never want to go outside again. Unfortunately, I have to leave the house for my stupid job. I tend to be outside pre-7 am so it's even more miserable and cold. To cheer myself up I've been listening to David Bowie songs for a while now. It does make the mornings go a little better. Of course, I've been drawn to Bowie a lot after his death and took it as an opportunity to indulge in the music of a great man. At university I made a list of my top 10 favourite songs for a stupid Facebook thing and it was the most difficult thing I've ever done. I actually did it again a year later for some reason but that's beside the point. What I remember about it is that Rebel Rebel was on there as my favourite Bowie song. I still love that song but, since that time, I've realised my loyalties lie elsewhere. So, in order to make things official, I think it's time to make a note of my top 10 Bowie songs. I'm sure it's what the great man would have wanted.
Tuesday, 2 February 2016
Monday, 1 February 2016
It's nearly half 10 on Monday night and I still don't know what this post is going to be about. I have nothing I want to rant about. I know; I feel weird about it too. Of course, I say I have nothing but, as we've already established here, I'm kind of bitchy when I get going. If this blog was dedicated to my working life then I'd never run out of things to moan about. However, as someone who prefers to distract from her fulfilling professional life using popular culture, I really don't want to dwell on the annoying things a small handful of my co-workers do to constantly drive me insane. I'm even slowly starting to find my groove when it comes to reading. I mean I'm not back on top form but I've finished a couple of books recently and am well on my way to getting through another. It's like I'm a new person.
Sunday, 31 January 2016
The reading high continues but this week has been something of an emotional rollercoaster. I was rejected for the job that I mentioned in last Monday's post so I've spent the last few days feeling worthless. It's obviously something I've experienced a fair bit in the years since I've graduated but it's different when you really want something. I'm not going to dwell, however, as I don't want this to become the place where I get out all of my pathetic neuroses and general feelings of despair. Nah, this is a place to talk about books and rant about insignificant things to mask my ever-decreasing feelings of self-worth. I'm sure that's super fucking healthy. Almost as good as buying more books whilst my TBR pile fails to decrease.