Showing posts with label sleepy sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleepy sleep. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 January 2010

...going to push on up and out...

...yeah, I don't know what I mean either. Something about not getting so sleepy all the time.

Well I've started my have a big roast dinner:
Roast chicken breast (over cooked to taste perfection but it shrunk like no-bodies business)
Roast carrots
Roast Parsnip fingers
Steamed runners
Steamed peas
Steamed carrots
Steamed Broccoli
Roast potatoes
Bread sauce
Chicken gravy from steamed veg water (vitamins, hopefully)
Yorkshire Puddings

It might be bad taste to advertise my gluttony but I don't always eat like this. Normally it's a bowl of cereal or a fortnight on Tuesdays, Dominos 2-for-1 (which we eat over 2 nights)

Anywho, here's a picture of said meal:


Saturday, 16 January 2010

...sleepy sleep

Yeah, I don't know what it is, or why, but I've been so sleepy this last week.

Shame really, I've wanted to do more writing and I'm full of ideas too, but yeah, I'm shattered.

Maybe it's the cold or the fact that it's been really, really dark here in the Second City of the Empire, but...

...I've struggling to stay awake longer than three hours at a time.

Anyway, I'll eat more veg, maybe that'll do it!

Sunday, 29 November 2009

...not coping after seeing 'The Fourth Kind'

Last night, as a belated birthday day, SL and I went to see 'The Fourth Kind' as I wanted to see it the day before (on my birthday). It was a late night showing of the film, starting at 11pm. Last night was also the last showing of it.

Alien abduction has always been a curious thing for me. Both an interest and a root fear of mine. Maybe it's because I'm of the X-Files generation. It is on record that alien and UFO reports peaked at the same time ratings for the show peaked.

There are three fears that as a kid or even as a teenager, struck to my core; alien encounters and the idea of possession, in my mind, linked, the idea of ghosts and poltergeists.

The reason that I had these things stick, is because figures of authority; parents, teachers, Scully and other pivotal people in my life, could not explain away these things.

Logic and reason could be used to iron out explainations from the mass of often contradictory 'facts'.

What also pushed these fears over into my conscious was my catholic upbringing. Remember, it's the catholic's who believe or in fact, have tools to combat demonic possession. The idea of another soul taking control of the only thing that's truly yours; your own body.

Yes, no matter how silly my catholic mother would say I was being, it was her religion that accommodates one of my worst notions.

Moving on 15 or more years, if two films were to scare me to my teenage frailty it would be one about 'true' alien abduction and encounters, and one about poltergeist and spirit possession.

Roll on 'The Fourth Kind' and 'Paranormal Activities'.

So, feeling brave on my 24th birthday, I went to see the former. Oh, it's only now, 4pm the next day, that I'm together. Reading that it's all just a hoax will help me sleep tonight. However, it's just a temporary thing surely, just because this film wasn't real, doesn't mean the concept isn't.

Now I'm feeling I'm not ready to see the latter. not just yet.

Strangely enough, one of my favourite films is the 'Mothman Prophecies' where Richard Gere gets abducted, well, moved 500 miles in the opposite directions and stuck in a loop, arriving at 'The Fourth Kind's' Sheriff August's house (I can't remember the actor's name but he's getting a little stuck in these weird movies). Anyway, Richard's there to stop most of the town dying in a disaster of some kind. He comes into indirect contact with Indrid Cold, the benign being, the mothman. The disaster was a true event, collapse of the Silver across the Ohio River from Point Pleasant to Gallipolis, Ohio. The film was based on a book, of the same title as the film, also based on true events.

Will Patton, the actor's called Will Patton. He was Sheriff August and also the crazed bloke Indrid spoke directly to.

My point, yes, my point...

...I'm ok with the whole Mothman phenomenon. The phenomenon which has been reported before Chernobyl, before other massive accidental losses of human life in history. The idea behind it all, is more like a protective influence rather than a thing to be scared of.

In 'The Fourth Kind', however, the unknown force, the disturbing entity is just that, purely disturbing. In it to do harm, not to help, but to interfere in a bottom rummaging way.

There's just so much more to say about this whole subject. Not the bottom thing, the alien, mothman, paranormal milieu, but no, not today. It's a Sunday. You should be working on something with the family. Not reading this nonsense, half-baked with no construct on which I navigated.

I would like to add however, in watching the film lastnight, I remember in our old house, a four storey place on a hill, there were a couple of times were strange things accured. Shadows of a hand and on one occasion, I didn't move for the full 9 hours of sleep. My blanket was exactly how it was when I went to sleep. Considering I'm a really restless sleeper, this was, well.

Also of note. Why is it as soon as someone else mentions lights in the sky or beams of light from above, we switch off. It's like the notion that the universe is never ending. A space with no physical end, no boundaries. On going, ever expanding. Nothing beyond it all.

Anywho.....

Sunday, 22 November 2009

...sure there's more...

...no, not this week.

It's ok to have a completely mundane week.
Hell, I'm sure that most people suffer at the hands of mundaneness
I guess I'm lucky that this to do list is not the be all and end all of my day, or week.
Far from it.
What I have to do is to is make sure that I get some quality writing time this week, to not get too distracted with the housewife stuff.
Also, if the weather improves, continue to shoot the French Project, if it doesn't, take photos of any flooding left over. Although thinking about it, the rain's eased off enough for the water to go away but not enough to film.
Maybe just write this week.

(oh, go to comet for a battery pack)

Sunday, 15 November 2009

...waiting for Doctor Who

Some days, thanks to my medicine, I run out of steam. Well, I think it's the medicine, or it might be the depression, or maybe it's because I'm a cat.

Yesterday, I napped for most of the day, having had a busy Friday, popping in and out, phone calls, late night Tesco shopping too.

Today however, not too sure why, but I was drained. Maybe it was all the excitement of Friday and the implications of actually doing something about my acting urge. So I napped for an hour or so, now, I'm good.

I'm not too sure what to do now though.

Maybe after a drive with SL and Milly Moo, I'll do the mundane jobs:
  • clear my desk of paper litter (15-20mins)
  • tidy the rest of the office (3hrs)
  • take out the rubbish and recycling (10mins)
  • collect all of Milly Moo's toys and bits (10mins)
  • phone mother (1hr)
  • dust (30mins) including watering the plants
(Or, or, I could just sit and wait for Doctor Who)

Saturday, 14 November 2009

...officially on the waiting list

I had a bad Thursday. Couldn't do anything right, couldn't do anything positive.

Then, yesterday, boom.
After a good talk with SL; getting back on the same wavelength (although it was just fine-tuning really), I felt completely focused on how to move forward.

Continuing from the last post, I phoned up UnitedCasting (extras agency), going for a photo and fully registering next week, also I asked about the UKTheatreSchool, who claimed to be linked to them.
Yes, they're real!
They're the one's SL found with the course starting in February.
I phoned them too.
Not only is there a course starting in Feb, the one that started last week, I can still actually join. There has been a couple who dropped out and there wasn't too much to catch up on from week one, so....
....no, they offered but I said that I'm going away in December, which is true and well, I want to get all from this, not just most of it.
Also, after having a bit more of a chat, the 10 week course then has a follow-on for intermediates, another 10 weeks, then there's a LAMBA tested 10 week course after that.
So 30 weeks of acting up. Good
Plus, I'm officially on the RSAMD adult acting class waiting list for October 2010. Good, good.

Now, I'm not too sure, but I'm thinking this post really does need a re-write

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

...having a day off.

I'm not that lively.
I haven't been for a few days.
I get like this now and then.
I'm not too sure why it happens
It's like for every 14 days, I've only have enough energy for 12.
I slow down for about 4 days,
I then have to have at least 1 full day to recover.
I think it's like jet lag
I can't think of any other way to describe it.
I'll be right as rain tomorrow
I'll be busy and productive
I'm going to watch a DVD or
I might go with SL to see a film
I think there's about 3 I'd like to see

Saturday, 7 November 2009

...listing my over used words

I'm no Philip Pullman (in his dirty particles trilogy, he used presently 435 times) but this week, in all media, I over used:

distinctly x 6
really x 9
seminal x3
blessed/blessing x 3

Hmm, a much shorter list than I thought it would be. Oh a couple more:

hmm x 7
list x 4

plus the use of : & ; x 8

Wednesday, 4 November 2009

...starting to get the point of blogs...

...no, not at all.

No, well, I get that you don't have to follow me (my blog) to read it, so I'm slowly realising that I'm not the only one reading it. Also, I'm getting that this is a nice way to carry on conversions I've had with others about things and 'what I'm doing with my ever shortening life'.

Anyway.

So yeah, Ive told too many people now that I want to act. Yes a few have raised eyebrows and looked at me like I've just told them I've become a Tory candidate but I'm going to do it.

You understand it's more than the fame, right?
It's all about the money. Like a less invasive version of prostitution.
No, it's not about the fortunes that Brad and the Clooney have, well a bit, no, it's more just an ability to earn the most out of my limited skills set.

No, it's not that bleak, really, not completely.
I want to act because I still don't really know how to live in and use my body, face and voice.
It's also the fact that I've not been firing on all cylinders for the past 16* years now and have only just started, in the last 2, to get back to a real sense of myself and my full potential.
I want to really enjoy crafting myself into characters and situations where my potential can be seen. I'm not going to completely give up on Architecture, but I do want to chase something that pushes the daydreamer in me.
I already imagine I play professional football (knowing that I'm not that good at it)
I know I'm something for a fall (you know, that saying) but it's what I wanted to do, 16* years ago, and was quite good then.

The way I see it, I've not really lived fully for about 16* years. Yes I've gotten older, learnt things (not grammar) and have been physically there but as S L would say, I've been missing.
At times I've been at full, err, power? but it's not been sustained or without lots of caffeine and prescription medication. At the moment, I've cut the reliance on caffeine, hence the ability to sleep 23 hours a day, but I'm finally getting the right treatment to help me out of this 16* year lull.




(* is an estimation from a report by some doctor who asked me questions one time when things were very dark.)

Saturday, 13 June 2009

...in the garden again (sleepy sleep, sunny sun)

Yeah, the strangest thing happened today. It was such a lovely morning, in fact, a lovely day, but I just wanted to go upstairs and have a nap in the shade. I mean, what a waste of glorious weather. It is/was only the second day of goodness yet I craved for cool and dark. Why, well I don't know. So, as I realised I was being a silly sausage, I decided to lay on the patio on a towel instead.
slept for about 2 hours, I know, sunscreen, should of been more careful. I didn't think I would sleep as long as I did because it was so uncomfortable. Plus the rabbit's were out in the garden and now and then would nibble at me, or worse, burrowing into my side. do I look like a lawn. They don't even burrow in the garden. I'm sure they're just checking I'm not dead. Anyway, after 2 hours, it's done nothing to my tan. not even a t-shirt and shorts line. oh yes, forgot to take off my top. Hmm. So that was my day. Should of put Today I am....reporting nothing.
Oh, tell a lie, I took the Momo to the theatre to see "Strictly Murder", yes, this is what the Eastbourne set get up to of a n evening.
Will save the crit for tomorrow. That way, this blog might be of interest to someone. Or did I mean, this blog might have a point to it? Something, something, blah blah, point to it all etc.
night night