I wish I was more opinionated. I am on some things, but mostly I don’t see why on earth I should be overly opinionated. I prefer to keep an open mind and not judge people and overly opinionated people just breed more hate. Unfortunately at work my nonchalance has been misinterpreted as coldness, with my colleagues effectively finding me to be some sort of emotionless music groupie. I’d only care if either of those were true, so for now I’ll just laugh.
On a different note, it’s been a hectic few months – getting to grips with my new job, moving house, going to Japan. I also traveled by myself for the first time, and it was interesting albeit a little depressing.
The main event was moving house, finally getting rid of our fucking pain in the ass housemate. It was getting ridiculous before the end, I was actually hating coming home every day because he’d be there. Stinking up the house with his ridiculous cooking, playing his iPad as loud as he could until 2am every night and his fuckwit boyfriend practically living there rent free. Everyone was sick of it, but he was too ignorant to see what a selfish prick he was.
This is one of the few things I’m opinionated about. See how hateful it is? But he’s gone now, so that’s the main thing.
Japan and my solo trip were great as well, but that’s another story for another time.
Listening to: Mumford & Sons
Gigs this week: Grinspoon
Watching: Gunpowder, Treason & Plot
Reading: Inferno by Dan Brown
Current man-crush: Kevin McKidd