Confession

I have a small confesssion. During my book writing phase (it was definItely a phase, I'm not going to try that again - I'm not committed enough, shame though) I found an article by Penelope Trunks called 5 Reasons Why You Don’t Need to Write a Book. The very first point was:

1. People who have a lot of ideas need a blog, not a book.

...and I scoffed! I even tried to justify to myself all the reasons why I shouldn't write a blog - It's self indulgant and I'm lazy, uninteresting and easily distracted - of course having started a blog I've realised that it's the distractions that are worth writing about. I also realise that even though it is a tiny bit self indulgant (I didn't need to write about Pushing Daisies, but I love it) it is actually more of a generous medium than I realised and it's the book writing that is selfish.

There's a whole blogging world out there that I'm interested in and I'm hugely excited about. I love looking at my blogger dashboard, reading the updated blogs and feeling like I've shared something with someone somewhere in doing that. I'm hugely excited that I found this today and now I'm following 24 blogs and I only got to D.

Anyway, what I'm really trying to say is that Penelope Trunk was right - I did need a blog. Not just to write, but to read: I feel more excited about design, life, colours, words and places then I ever have before just through reading other peoples blogs - just imagine the things I can find out for myself and start to write about!

Giddy

Through the wonders that is Virgin On Demand, we have just discovered my favourite television show ever! Pushing Daisies. A bold statement considering that I've only seen 5 episodes so far, however I'm sticking with it!

Weirdly my Dad just got the first series for my Mum for her birthday at the same time that we started watching it, so my Mum must have good taste!

I love Ned... hes charming, cute, sweet and lovely. My first experience of Lee Pace (I'm in love!) was about a month ago when we first got our HD tv - we found The Fall - the most beautiful film I have ever watched, with Lee Pace as the suicidal stuntman. I was fascinated by him even then - the contrast between the characters is amazing, he really is a great actor.

http://www.thehousenextdooronline.com/2008/09/definition-of-cult-classic-fall.html

Anyway, enough gushing - the joy of Pushing Daisies is that not only do I love Ned but I love Chuck, she is the female version of Ned and Anna Friel (from England!) is unbelievably lovely. Every episode leaves me smiling at the end, delighted by the story, characters, glorious colours and... (sigh) Chuck's clothes! I might have found my style icon! (finally)

Unbelievably, Pushing Daisies was cancelled (another blow after Arrested Development) but I am determined to enjoy the 2 series that there are and love every single second of it!

Found a new book, yeay!

A hodgepodge of thoughts today :) Can't be helped, I had a whole weekend to think!

I found a new book at the library on Saturday, woop!! I love finding new books to read - the only problem is that I read them too fast, I read the book over the weekend and now I'm back to square one - nothing, boo. Anyway, the book was intriguing, very fast pace, vampires, werewolves and sexy -on par wth Laurell K Hamilton. Of course now I want to read the whole series! Only one bad point - the cover was a bit tacky I thought... but thats not really that important is it?

Check out Keri Arthur and the Riley Jenson Guardian Series - if you like vampires and that kind of thing...

Disgruntled

Normally I would say that I am a chatty and friendly person, however sometimes I just do not have the time for people, especially people who talk to me either waiting for the bus, on the bus or walking from the bus to work.

Why talk to a stranger?! Granted, we see each other every week day and, yes, I do recognise your face... but just because we live in the same area, get the same bus and work on the same road, it doesn't mean I want to talk to you or hear your life story! Nor do I want to tell you my life story either... I don't know you, why should I tell you where I work?

The first person who started talking to me on the old 33 was fine - she was heavily pregnant and seemed to want to tell me everything: I found out how many brothers she had, heard all about her husband and their families and all the details about the impending baby. It amazed me how much information she eagerly volunteered about herself... Luckily she went on maternity leave and I got to return to my Ipod.

I managed to avoid talking to the people at my bus stop for 7 months, until last week... A lady passed out on the bus and landed pretty much on my feet - I had to ring for the ambulance and one of the girls who gets on at my stop was calming her down. So, obviously, she now has to talk to me... and I was doing so well...

Perhaps if I didn't get the bus so soon after waking up or after a long day at work I would be more amicable towards people, however early mornings + (increasingly) late buses does not equal to me being in pleasant, chatty and patient mood. I must be good at hiding my annoyance/impatience on buses though as these people always seem to find me!