Navel Gazing

This week, I've not felt very eloquent.
I've been very insular and unsociable (extended conversations with representatives from British Gas don't count).
I've felt very frustrated: necessary change feels as distant (and challenging) a prospect as it ever did.
Old habits and patterns of behaviour are as ingrained as they ever were.

Tags

I've been tagged by prada pixie, which basically means I'm faced with the Herculean task of finding seven fascinating things about myself to post up here. I'm not sure what I think of tags, but I'll see how it goes. Trouble is, I've already written about one fascinating fact, ie my namesake. Never mind, I'll have to scrape around for more. For some reason I don't feel comfortable with tagging other people though - feel free to call me a spoilsport.

Here goes then:

1: I once had a competition with a friend to see who could last longest without washing their hair. My friend lasted a month. I managed 15 years. Should I be telling you this?

2: A few years ago I woke at 4 in the morning to find myself cycling round the small French village of Vias Plage. Well I was on holiday there, but was rather surprised to wake up at the wheel, as it were. I was also looking for some Belgians to check everything was ok with them. I found them, everything was indeed ok, though I wasn't even sure what language we were speaking. Nor, for that matter, was I sure why anything wouldn't be ok. As you might have surmised, I'd had a couple of drinks.

3. I'm a multi-instrumentalist and play sort of experimental-ish music in a band comprised of me and my best friend. Technically we have a recording contract with some bigwig in London but he vanished. Incidentally my drumming is incredible - by which I don't mean that its any good, if you see what I mean.

4. I've got a Master's Degree in Fine Art. Sadly its going to waste at the present time, something which I hope to change.

5. I've a tattoo of the logo of one of my favourite bands, Einstuerzende Neubauten, on my upper arm.

Update: a quick roll up of the sleeves and...here it is, by popular (ie more than one) request!

6. I'm left handed, was born in April and have a predisposition towards counting things. I was informed, reliably or otherwise, that these are common traits of people considered to be geniuses. Even if that were true (which I doubt, and am dubious about the whole concept of genius in the first place), there's always room for exceptions.

7. I have tinnitus, something which has affected me for nearly 15 years. When I was first diagnosed, I was terrified that within the space of several years it would be difficult to hear what people around me are saying, for example, on a night out . Well I've got to that stage and I have to admit, I'm quite happy about it.

Like mould on a slice of bread

Is it unwise to begin with all the "don't knows" - i.e. broad themes or angles for this site, or what anyone who cares to visit here might expect? The point is, I'm not entirely sure myself where this might go. I reserve the right to be entirely inconsistent, to say the least. There may be indulgences, irrelevances, circumlocution, introspection (not to mention indirect speaking and looking inwards) and perhaps a bit of tautology.

I'm sure it'll have its bad points as well.

Whatever, if this site does develop or grow in any way, shape or form (or smell), it'll be as the title of this introductory piece suggests.