You are allowed to enjoy this…

It must be January as I am gripped by insomnia. I should have seen it coming because two nights ago I had trouble dropping off to sleep and last night it was a full-on attack. There’s nothing worse to be stone-cold awake when those around you (The Missus and Alex the Wonderdog) are oblvious to your panic as they drift in snorey sleep. After a couple of hours, I had thought myself into a neck ache. I self-medicated by grabbing my MP3 player and listening to some music until I drifted off.
Whenever I worry or have things on my mind, they manifest themselves in one of two ways. The second way is the insomnia and it can be tough work. When I was younger, I used to get it a lot and even when I was working found myself surviving on less than five hours sleep a night. The consequence of this when working is bulbous sore eyes and the likelihood to fall asleep during boring meetings and weekend shifts when no-one was around.
So now I am here with a thick head trying to squint at the screen and write this entry. I am hoping that this bout of insomnia will pass soon.
Meanwhile, my effort to change things continues…

Misery, despair, upset…
Yes, I start 2006 by getting my financial affairs in order. Cheques are written to appease the taxman and the credit card company. I see a four figure sum leaving the house and I feel tears of upset well in my eyes. Oh well, start as you mean to go on, no?

So do you feel any different? Did you get too drunk and do something you deeply regret? Did you vow to change your life in the New Year? Did you wake up this morning and wish you were dead?
Watched the London New Year’s Eve celebrations on the box last night and the fireworks display based around the London Eye was amazing. For once, I was kind of envious that I wasn’t there. Why wasn’t the Millennium Eve fireworks that good? But yes, it was one of the most spectacular 10 minutes of fireworks I’d seen and I hope they make it an annual thing.
On the illness front: the lurgy that plagued the Missus before Xmas has taken a grip on me. I have a sore throat and runny nose and the occasional sharp pains in the left ear. The symptoms keep disappearing though and I suddenly feel fine, only for the next day to feel rotten again. Apparently, this is the norm for this bug. Whoopsie do!
Today: chicken dinner followed by more Xmas pud and champagne. As I write this, I am also cooking lunch (ain’t I a magnificent multitasking motherfunner, eh?) and I am ready to go down to peel some spuds and get the veg prepared for our new vegetable steamer. I expect to spend the afternoon napping on the sofa, slightly sozzled on the champers. This is how we live.

Well what to say? It’s the last day of 2005 and boy has the time flown. This has to be the fastest year yet and it scares the life out of me. Next year, in February, I’ll be 35 years old – halfway through the average life expectancy for a male – and this perturbs me greatly.
There were some good points in 2005: seeing VDGG and Tom Jones in the same week, 5000 miles apart. Cool. I saw some good gigs and had many a good time sitting in the sun getting slowly toasted on cider. This is a good thing. I was born for that moment. I’ve found the guitar of my dreams, bought and sold a lot of gear and steadily recorded more music through the year. I also found time to write a little novel (which will probably never be read by anyone other than myself and The Missus, but I don’t care. It’s done and I like it and that’s the important thing).
Well whatever happens, I’ll still be here in 2006 (rent has been paid) trying to get good use out of all this webspace and boring you all with tales of my mundane life and the godammn awful music I make. Remember folks, you can still purchase my CDs at:

So a Happy New Year to my loyal reader and I hope you have a prosperous twelve months!

Hey – it actually did snow today. The white stuff settled giving us a dusting of about an inch, but at least Alex the Wonderdog got to get his paw prints in the snow. Funny how that when the conditions are fine, the little blighter won’t walk, but when the path is icy and treacherous he sprints along dragging you behind. Little sod.
Snow pictures:

For me, Boxing Day is more relaxing because I don’t have to run around the kitchen like an idiot. The day started with a walk to the newsagents and then some Internet shopping for bargains. I purchased a new TV on behalf of my mum as her one is on the blink. Fingers crossed, a new spiffy digital TV should be here by the end of the week…all at a very reasonable price.
Turkey for last night’s supper, turkey for lunch and turkey for tea tonight. Is there nothing this wonderful bird cannot do? Plenty of meat left for animals and humans alike. The Missus got a good old bird this year. Nice and meaty.
Back in Studio Lock, I completed the new track and glued it lovingly into place. It all fits together so nicely and if I worked hard, I might just finish the recording! The muse seems to be with me at the moment. For my loyal reader, here is the completed mix:

Direct download link is here
These new wireless headphones are a bit strange to mix with. I think they have some kind of volume limiting circuit as everytime I mix an instrument louder, it seems to be the same volume in the mix. I have a fear that this new mix above will be incredibly loud and I may have to go back to my faithful corded headphones.