Running scared

I am annoyed. Ney frustrated is a better word for it.

Recently, with all the Christmas Jazz taking place, the frantic finishing of the SHIT and various other stress-head school related distractions, I have not been a part of this world.

Its true, I have barely noticed its there and this provides me with ample angst.

Normally, I thoroughly enjoy to live on planet John. Froliking around the place, observing the unobservable, harking at the unharkable and inspecting the world with my warped brain. But this has not been possible of late (covered that already, see a few lines above in this post!).

You see much of my art and my bloffle (Blog+waffle = bloffle) is inspired by my daily partaking in the world. Walking to the library, watching out the watch hole, froliking in the Autumn mist in a land called Gallerlei. So the distractions of late have halted this important process which has meant some things. Here are the some things:

1) I have had no blog inspiration. In fact, the last few days when I came to pen, all I could think of was the Shit. Tonight I tried to think of some interesting things I had seen and there were none.

2) I have had immense trouble coming up with ideas. As all WMB fans will know, I have to hand in my exam project proposal tomorrow. Weeks it took me to think of nothing, then a vague theme hit me and I have had to be uber-thinker the last few days in order to try and thrash out some kind of a plan.

3) Its made me boring. Yes, yes, I am sure many a reader is smugly saying to themselves "he's always boring" and yes, that may be true - but I am 'John boring', which is its own kind of dull, a fascinating and intreaguing dull that you all love. You try and deny it to yourselves, but I know its there. I can see it in your eyes, your evil eyes.

But, hopefully I can now move from boring back to John boring - just how I like it. I have done my writing now and can get back to taking pictures, which allows me to walk around a lot and fill my head with new and riveting insights!