Gifts

Many cat loving friends have told me about the presents their cats bring them. Little birds and mice they’ve hunted for their human friends.

But not Sebastian… He’s making it big! No little baby birds for him! He just showed up with a big full size adult dead pigeon no less! A gift I could really do without.

It’s my birthday today! Well, my birthday as Deviant Brainwave. A year since my very first post, and no thoughts of stopping.

Looking back, I can think of how much I’ve enjoyed writing here, updating, re-designing… There are even a few regular readers, so exciting!

Yes, TopKnot was right, my dream does feel closer to reality now, though I still doubt NME will be knocking on my door any time soon.

I hope you’ve been enjoying Deviant Brainwave, and go on enjoying it for years to come.

Happy Birthday!

Happiness Is…

Opening a cellophane cover of a new box and discovering a wonderful new Belle and Sebastian album. Dear Catastrophe Waitress, review coming up.

Losing Concentration, Finding Music

Sometimes thoughts are running through my head and just don’t let go. This is not a bad thing, normally, only when it disturbs me from doing my job. And in the past few days it has been doing just that.

Today I decided to put an end to it. My work has to be done, and I can’t just sit around and procrastinate much longer. I borrowed Depeche Mode’s Ultra from a friend and it worked wonders. In less than an hour of high volume headphone abuse I managed to get through more work than I’ve managed in the past three working days.

Also, I think I finally understood Home. A tear almost dropped on my keyboard when I thought of someone I would really like to thank.

Pulling Myself Together

I’m starting to pick up the pieces and re-build my life. As you probably noticed, posting has been quite scarce recently. I just wasn’t in much of a mood to write. I needed my space.

Now things are looking a bit brighter. My flat is finally tidy, my cat is happy to see me, and I even start dating a bit. It’s very early days and nothing can be taken too seriously, but it’s a start, and maybe something nice will come out of it after all. I can’t stay at home moping all day.

A major drawback is that P., a friend and a diligent system administrator (way too diligent, if you ask me), has closed down all instant messaging communications at the office. My social life will be severely hurt, I’m sure. It is so much easier to be able to exchange a few messages from time to time with my friends instead of remembering to pick up the phone at a convenient time. I know that many of the people I’ve lost touch with over the years were the direct result of not having a direct contact through instant messaging.

I can’t promise any saucy details, but it’s going to be interesting to have a blog going while I’m single. For your voyeuristic pleasure…

The Wrong Result

Mr. Lloyd Scott spent the past couple of weeks running an underwater marathon in Loch Ness in the Scottish Highlands in an old-fashioned diving suit.

He took on the challenge in order to raise money for the charity Children with Leukaemia.

He is due to emerge out of the water today after completing his task successfully, but the real question is: Did he get a good look at The Monster?

Endings

I guess it has been in the air for a while, and last night it finally happened. It had to happen eventually. Veggie Vampire and I split up. I know it’s the best thing for both of us, but it still hurts.

Veggie Vampire,

If you are reading this, I would like to thank you for the good times we had together, for everything I learned from you and most of all for your love.

I still love you and will always miss you, but I know this is the best thing for both of us.

I hope you will soon find the one who will make you happy and whose point of view of life and the future will be closer to yours than mine.

I wish you happiness and all the best,

Love,

Me