That Blog: Once More Unto The Breach, Dear Friends
by, 23rd June 2012 at 01:26 PM (370 Views)
To say things have been going badly lately would be a lie. I mean, I came second- 2nd, out of about twenty shortlisted from a field of several hundred- in my age category in a regional poetry competition and subsequently had my poem published in a daily newspaper along with the people who came 1st and 3rd, as well as the top 3 from the other two age categories. (In case you're wondering which one is mine, since they so kindly didn't publish who placed where in each category, my surname is Craig.)
I've had two days off since then, but tomorrow, everything really kicks off again; I'm going to be springing up and down between here (Yorkshire, blech) and Hampshire (yay) like a yo-yo as my father and I sort out our new house and move our stuff from here to the current house down south, and from that house to the new house. And I've got a meeting to attend at college on Monday, and my final GCSE exam (until my Japanese, but that's two years away yet) on Wednesday...
So for this week coming: I'm going to be driving down south with my father on Sunday, and flying back up north by plane on Monday evening so I can be in the right place at the right time. I suppose the real saving grace amidst the chaos is the fact that this Wednesday's exam is German. Easy. Kids' stuff. Et cetera.
And yet, despite all that, I can assure you, good reader, that I will be able to make time for BMGf on a daily basis, even through this whole moving-house-twice-in-rapid-succession business. That includes this blog, but mainly, my contributions to The Element Emeralds and the maintenance of its associated wiki, though I cannot speak for the efforts of m'colleague (a.k.a. Alex64), who has taken to extended periods of absence of late. (Might I add: despite my tone of writing, I don't begrudge him that; he has a life outside of work, as do I.)
So, yeah. Another hectic week coming up- in which I may well get to visit that old friend of mine that I keep mentioning, if he'll just pick up the damned phone when I try to call him...So I'm pretty much open to words of encouragement...or words of any kind right now. Because I'm feeling a little bit alone right now. Nothing to do; no obligations; nothing. That's the thing when you're about to be busy: the long period of empty time and anticipation leading up to it.
And I sign off with the thought- and I lol'd at this, myself- that I very nearly mis-typed the end of that paragraph as 'the long period of empty time and anticipation leading up to tit'. Oh, I'm so childish.
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