Time for some whining, for once.

Well, things are not really bad, I mean, it's just a room where I live and the shower here sucks and I still have to work, and I haven't been able to get my computer to work and it's really hard to type on this thing but.. things are... I think the word is "meh". Kind of an American thing but I'll forgive myself for using it just this once. So not terrible, I'm not starving or in pain or in big trouble, got a home a job and
all that. Not luxurious mind you. And it barely passes as comfortable, but I can live with it, for now.

So it's all "meh". Problem is, after the just getting by part, there isn't much else. I've got my little magic phone with my internet and tv and game I foolishly downloaded knowing I'd be wasting way too much time on it, and there's people, you know, who sort of matter.. and.. that's it. The acting "career" that I have been writing about, and rather embarrassingly documenting the stagnant progress (is that even a thing) of has all but gone. Nothing going on, and not likely to be too soon. Not even the amateur stuff that I've been dreaming of moving on from ever since I've started writing here, without success. I had a few auditions, as many as I had roles in past years, but I didn't get one of them.

There are other things I've always dreamed of doing, but I'm even less experienced/skilled/likely to ever do those than I am even with the acting, so I won't even embarrass myself by bringing them up.

So I'll whine here about it all instead.

And while I figure out what to actually write about, if I want to share what's going on in my life and if so, how much I want to reveal and then just how to go about putting my thoughts in order in a somewhat meaningful way that doesn't share more details than I care to do..

Here's another picture.

This is my view.

Something neither new nor relevant

I just like this picture.

Changes, as usual.

I've moved again, or rather, I've moved quite recently, as "again" might not mean anything to those who don't know my recent history. In short, I moved out of a long-ish term home last May, not for good reasons and not entirely voluntarily. It sucked.

I moved into a very temporary and not at all adequate situation, for just under a month. Below my standards as this place was, I still ended up having to move before I voluntarily chose to. That pretty much sucked.

 The next phase was a series of very temporary nights here and there and not really having a home to speak of which you can probably guess, sucked quite badly.

One of these places turned into a more permanent temporary residence, small, noisy and infected with bugs, but a huge improvement on everything else so far. I got kind of settled, and was happy enough/couldn't be bothered to not - stay there, and probably would have, if some shit, not unrelated to the bug situation, which we were the biggest victims of, which they'd ignored up to that point, hadn't gone down.

Again, we had to move, very quickly. Well quickly-ish. Due to an almost comical series of possibilities falling through, one after the other in the whole few days we had after we bothered to deal with this situation, we had to haul ass around town with all our shit really quickly when something came through at the exact last second, twice, because one was for the stuff and one was for our room. All while being rushed to get our stuff out and not finding a car service willing to take it all and finally moving into a room on the 3rd floor which is somehow 7 flights of stairs which all have a bunch of dudes standing around watching everything. Needless to say, that really really fucking sucked.

So I've moved again. I think I'm stuck here for a while because I just don't want to deal with all that again. The place is basic, with a lot of dodgy neighbours, and our room is pretty much empty, which sucks, but honestly not that bad.

So much for that..

It's the end of the month already and of course I've completely failed to make a regular thing of keeping uo this blog. Typical. Usual reasons, nothing to write really and a difficulty in remembering the thing actually exists. Also typimg on an phone, ass, pain in the. Here's a picture.

A scene

.... Through a window of a bus, one snainy day.

An update..

Already. Really just popping in to say... that stuff, you know the things I was really going to do this year? Well I never really wrote down a list or even decided exactly what it would all be but, I think I've done some of it. That includes writing on this blog "more regularly" and I'm already writing for the second time this year after six days. If you're wondering if that's the entire reason for this post's existence well yes it is. So there's one. And a bit of some others too. So not bad so far. Ask me in a week though.

Why Hello

And Happy New Year. It's 2019, the very early part of it and it's this very early part of the year when one is all determined that this will be the year where you do stuff. That can be stuff in general or a particular thing that is a subset of said stuff. In my case it's both, I totally intend to do stuff this year and lots of it, all the while knowing deep down that I won't, at least not all of it or as much of it as I'd like. Still, one intends. The particular thing I intend (but deep down think I won't really) to do is this, write, here on this blog. Just at all, or more. Really it's not that much of a resolution you'd think I should be able to manage it. Pitiful. *shakes head at self*.

Here is me, during last night's/this morning's revelries.