#53 The waiting game sucks, let's play hungry hungry hippos

The continuing cycles of mania and depression take their toll. I helped cut grass. I'll have to make up for lost miles tomorrow. An intention might be all that's required. Something to turn the taps. I'd like to thank everyone for stopping by. Apologies to myself of 6 months later. It's a fine illusion that's plausible and possible.

I can never quite remember what it was I had intended to do at about this time. Actuality will occur in a manner entirely unexpected. Zombie Paintball. Interesting idea. Maybe I'll need help.

If life were a game of Oblivion, I'd have won by now.

#52 Still smiling, still walking

Whenever you're ready there, life. Any time now. Free will. A choice you'd rather make knowing what you'll know in ten years.

Oh yeah, charge the batteries. Better do that now. Bah, no sign of the charger.

I couldn't guess how far away the objective is, but I am taking pictures. Phase 2 is always full of unanswerable questions. Any direction could be the right one at this stage. Can't seem to get a clear shot of that heron though. Always blurry. Couldn't hit half a ball today either. Not too sure what was wrong, might've been my grip. It was pretty windy too. Took me a good half hour to adjust. Got a few yards in the end. My ground swing needed the work. The view is usually nice enough on the field, but I rarely have the place to myself. I doubt tomorrow will be any different. It's going to be a long weekend.

Not much to look forward to. Walks and pictures is pretty much it. Should have a good collection by the end of the year. Autumn will be important. Time for rest again. Some routines get boring, but the whole point is not having to think so much.

#51 How am I supposed to know?

Life means life experience. This is something I've deftly managed to avoid for one reason or another. As for what I have, am, thinking, or might quietly become, I can safely say I have no idea. When you spend close to 300 hours playing Oblivion, it becomes clear that you've finished videogames. I've got Eve Online running in the background. Amazingly, I can play the game without playing the game. Handy.

Half my readership has departed on a well deserved holiday. I found an old fippeny bit in the car park. That means 5p. There it is there. A throwback perhaps to a more bullish economic era. In truth though, the early 90s weren't easy for a lot of people.

The next paragraph is depressing. For this reason, we would like to advise readers of a plum alert.

There's not a lot I can think to do really. Keep applying for jobs, keeping getting no reply or the odd rejection letter. Not even Ikea will hire me. So I'm here going around saying things like "can't even get a job in Ikea". Cheery? Me? Apparently, I'm supposed to have a career by now, or at least a plan. I'd much rather go out for a walk. At least that's something I know I can do. Hopefully the weather will hold out too.