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Thursday, 19 January 2017

please read this the page-views help me to feel good about myself

I feel like I owe y'all a blog post, but sometimes my life involves prolonged periods of mundanity. Holidays are delightful, but also pretty uneventful. Mostly it's my own fault for playing so many video games when I should be wandering the streets and getting into fights or something.

Those of you who keenly follow the overarching narrative of this blog / my life will be thrilled to know that my sisters and I finished making that magnetic Diplomacy board in the summer. It's never been used and it doesn't really have anywhere to go, but I'm glad we did it. Maybe one day I'll have my own house with its own walls and everything. I'll share the house with six other people and we'll spend the duration of every meal talking our way through a tangled web of trust and deceit. 

*Context*
'Diplomacy' is an old board game. Players fight for control of Europe through a process of simple strategy and prolonged negotiation.
*K*

I'm pretty bad at Diplomacy. I think it might just take ages to learn. Here's the game I'm playing at the moment:
http://www.backstabbr.com/game/5659996774727680
I'm the Italians, which means I'll probably die sometime after the Germans and Russians have gone extinct. Maybe if I hand't upset the Austrians I'd still be okay. I get the impression that they trust Turkey implicitly. Bit stupid if you ask me. Anyway that's probably boring.

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My friends in London were all berating me for my lack of dress sense. I have since purchased a brown leather jacket from a local charity shop. That ought to show them. It's nice because I often find myself removing my jumper and putting it back on at regular intervals in order to regulate my temperature. The jacket seems just right for indoors during winter.  

I also bought a jumper. 

This is a fashion blog now.

The jumper is too big. More precisely, it's too long - both in sleeve and in torso. A lot of my shirts stick out the bottom of my jumpers, so I feel like this was a pretty rational purchase.

I think I might just be into ill-fitting garments. My caring, aesthetically sensitive peers are always warning me away from  over-sized garbs, but I keep coming back to them. They're comfortable. They're nice. Maybe it's just a phase. With any luck I'll grow out of it. Certainly preferable to growing into some of my shirts.

Look this hasn't been very exciting. That's stupid because I actually have some news that I'm excited about. 

I got a keyboard for Christmas!

My lovely, loving parents got me a keyboard for Christmas. I can play:

C scale (both hands at once)
D scale (independent hands)
A scale (I forget which one)
Different scale (E maybe?)

The chords to 'You don't Know Me' with my left hand
The bass riff from 'Stand by Me'

I can't yet sing 'Stand by Me' whilst playing the riff. Long way to go.

Well I hope that was alright. Feels a bit like the blog equivalent of anime filler, get me? Didn't even proof read it. I have an exam tomorrow. I'm going to bed.

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