The Compostual Existentialist

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Yesterday I managed to compile a 2000 word rationale for the website design module of my degree. So what? Well I managed to stuff it into Word within 3 hours. It’s probably pants but I’m past caring. The bonus of the day was managing to get a 3 week extension on the other item that was due in yesterday. I’m very close to the end of the course now. I need to attain 40 hours of work experience – 37 of those I have in the wings as I’ve managed to get a week at the local newspaper at the end of this month. I also have an exam left to do at the start of May. From then on….I need to find something to see me through the summer work wise.

If you’ve listened to my TV channel VLog whatever thing you’ll know I had an unpleasant experience with a set of scales at the local supermarket. I have done my dutiful citizen bit and grassed Tescos up to the Trading Standards people. Hehehheee

This morning I pondered on how we haven’t really progressed as a social culture since the 1950’s. We have. But not in the huge leaps and bounds of the previous centurys. I’m sure people will disagree. But I don’t care frankly.

I’ve noticed there is a rising culture of people who are unable to communicate. People who just stand expecting that you should know what it is they want. Or people that say “Can I have a binder?” and you then have to ask what kind of binder they mean or what size or what colour. Instead of asking for specifics.

I’m going to Liverpool tomorrow. Only for the day, not for booze or owt. I’m too poor for all that. I’ll just go see my olds and then if they’re not about I’ll go see other people.

I’m rapidly losing steam. I’ve been falling asleep in my chair again. It’s like I drift off and then wake up. It’s quite annoying really. It could be dangerous if I was driving at night.

The wife came home from her holiday in Florida yesterday. She came laden with chocolates, root beer and other goodies. She also brought me some twinkies. I’ve always wanted to try twinkies. I just have to say, they’re disgusting and I don’t know how you Merrycans can eat them.

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Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists.

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