Oh the partisan said "there are photos in your head I want to know what they are" - Swan Lake

It's strange how I always feel I am a mixture of optimism and pessimism. I feel things aren't so bad and have the opportunity to get better. I feel I'm going no where in my life. At blinding speed. I wonder if I’m easily contented or just have no drive to do anything, really. When I do make any small advancement I don’t seem to capitalize on them to go further.

I want drive.

I want to achieve.

I want to stop floating.

Enough self conscious rambling for a blog post?

I am excited about things. I’m going to Toronto at the end of the month to see what is likely to be the last Rheostatics concert at Massey Hall. As it stands I’ll probably arrive home on my birthday and throw the third annual Feast of Beardo. I have an Australian Shiraz for a red wine and a Sauvignon Blanc for a white on the go right now.

I’ve got a laptop now so I’ll likely start posting here again. I’ll award a yet to be determined prize to the first friend who leaves a comment on this post.