Thursday, 20 August 2009

Does it frighten you that we'll all end up as dust?




Yo!

Yo dude!

Duuuuude!!!

That my friends is how they speak in the ghetto.

Not sure where I was going with that....

Anyway. Recently I've been made aware of a very good friend of mine's plight through India. This friend has spent the last wee while volunteering at an orphanage in Southern India. It is home to many children who have become orphans for various reasons. Some have lost their parents to HIV/AIDS, some have even lost their parents as they have become alcoholics and are no longer fit to look after their offspring.

Anyway this wholly selfless act of spending 24/7 at an orphanage doing what they can to look after these children has lead me to question the things I do with my life. And in a sense how little I do to contribute to the world.

When I look at it I work in an industry that is so self-loving it's not even funny. A majority of the people I have come across are so self-obsessed and in their own little world it makes me feel guilty. When you think of the job we do in the grand-scheme of things it pales into huge insignificance compared to the hard work that goes into the work that goes on in a rural orphanage in India or somewhere equally poverty stricken.

So where is my point?

I dunno....

.....erm

Well I suppose in some ways I'm trying to suggest that we are only inhabiting this world in our current form for what, in the grand scheme of things, is a very short time. We get one shot to shape the character we are and the people we want to be seen as. We get one shot at 'making a difference' (I hate that phrase....it's so wanky). So I have been inspired to do whatever I can to try and make the world I live in a better place, however little that contribution is.
And it's not because I want to clear my conscious or come across as 'a nice person'.
I want to help because....I can.

Anyway.....this is probably the most preachy nonsense most of you have ever heard me spout. It's probably the most preachy nonsense I have ever written, but fuck it, I believe in it. And like I have said before....at least I have the presence of mind to know when I am being preachy/wanky/a twat/an areshol.

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I'm proud of my friend.

I promise the next entry will at least attempt to be more fun/funny/less wanky.

Over n Oot.

Tuesday, 4 August 2009

You Gotta Get High Before You Taste the Lows





Ok so I need to apologise for a couple of things:

First of all it's been brought to my attention by one of my many (seven) followers that when a new and enthralling installment of my self-deprecating blog hits the net there does not follow an email to said followers inboxes.
I can only assume the people at blogspot are trying to protect the world at large by ensuring as few people as possible read the recent events that continue to occur in my so called life. Remember when there was that spate of suicides in Wales by seemingly unlinked teenagers - well I'm not saying that I was involved but you know....it could've been.
Anyway as a result I have sent a disgruntled email to blogspot (I haven't really) and I shall continue to link to this blog on facebook - so my 294 friends (all of whom I know really well and know and are interested about me) can keep abreast.

Secondly it's been a while since my last posts and I've unfairly left you on a cliff-hanger following my two (which turned out to be three interviews). Well wait no more....the adventures continue here.....

So had an interview with STV - it was a job doing stuff on their website - not brilliant but a long contract for TV and not bad pay. They said they'd let me know within a few days, they lied. It tooks them over two weeks to get back to me and that was to tell me to piss off.

Nevermind though as by that point I got another job. I was interviewed the same day as the STV job for a film being made in Glasgow with a company called Sigma. It's a pretty good film and it's got a couple of Hollywood stars that I can gawp at and secretly fancy from afar and go red and mumble when they speak to me.

That job started last Thursday and so far it's been pretty good.
Good people, good place and I get a car that I keep and even drive from point to point.
That'll run till October time so hopefully I'll get another job in before Xmas. If not then at least I'll be in Glasgow for Xmas.

On that note I also got myself a flat.

I stole a room off a mate who went traveling to Sweden. It's on Byres Road, it's nice. However one of my flatmates has just decided to move out within a week of me moving in (must of been me watching her sleep at night) so I'm now doing 'looking for a new flatmate' fun. Queue some nice people and some potential Fred West turning up.

On a closing note things seem a bit more settled now. I feel a bit embarrassed being all self-loathing for being unemployed given I was only without a job for about 6 weeks.

Anyway. This hasn't been too preachy or interesting.

But fuck you - I'm not some performing Monkey - at least I try.

Over n Oot.