A Frightful Affair.

I'm bored of waffling on about being 30 now. That is so last week. And it turns out, nobody gives a shit. I say 'turns out', I can't really complain that fact has taken me by surprise can I, not when I've built a large portion of my personality based on the assumption that nobody gives a shit. But y'know, this was about me, you'd have thought people would have made an exception.

So what's happened? As usual, everything and nothing. My clock ticket forward a number and the one on the wall clicked back a number, so we all spent an extra hour in bed and thought about the beds we'd rather be in. Then had a shower, tidied the flat and ate a lot of crap till bedtime again. As it was written, so it shall pass.

The big news is, I got a new iPod. Aside from all the disgusting lavish connotations that the phrase 'new iPod' comes with, this is a brilliant piece of news. First, it was bought by my friends (i have friends, sod off), who had it inscribed, thus making it a significant historical artefact and warming my cockles. Secondly it is big enough to hold my entire music collection, or at least everything I have digitised, which is both mesmerising and liberating. Although it does provide me with a little too much choice, and we all know how I feel about choice and it's life complicating properties. But that's ok because.. thirdly.. it includes the iTunes Genius function (look it up you lazy shit) which means only have to make one choice a day.. choose one song and one only, and that does the rest for me. I cannot tell you how much this will enhance my life. Now all I need to do is find someone or something that will perform the roll of Life Genius for me, and contentment is but a stones throw away.

In other news, last night was incredible. Our Halloween party, which has evolved over the past 3 years into one of the most impressive things I've ever been involved in, and what makes it impressive is not its size or scale. It's the commitment that is put into it from all sides. A night where everybody involved makes the extra effort for the common good. Something happens to the atmosphere in a place where everybody has put themselves out to dress in theme, or act in theme, or just to join in. Sure Halloween is becoming as commercial as Christmas and more so every year, but if that's the price we have to pay for the feeling of community you get when everybody is united in the same goal for a short time. I reckon that's ok.

Fuck me I'm becoming a hippy, a capitalist hippy of course, but a dirty stinking hippy none-the-less. Who wants to come to Mothercare and push some toddlers over?