Zombies....

Can't seem to make tunes at the moment. My guitar hates me. I've started about seven different stories this week, proper ones; not like the ones in my 'library'. I'm good at starting things, finishing is another matter. To be honest, I rarely even get to the middle.
Just saw a zombie film. Started thinking about the real zombies, the ones they put to sleep with that voodoo powder? Apparently it happened to this guy; the voodoo priest put him to sleep, then dug him out of the ground and said: "you're a zombie now, you must work as my slave forever" or some such thing. And the guy was like, "Ok" and he worked for this guy for ten years. TEN YEARS!!! That's how long it took him to figure it out. TEN. I'd have said "fuck you" and started eating people's brains. Ten years. Not a shining example of cleverness.
I've been thinking about what happens when you die.
Not healthy really.

Several Unfortunate Thoughts

Yes.
I've been thinking in the bath. Normally I read but today I decided to think, oh dear. Wondering if there's a link between low self esteem and intense love. Because what you really yearn for are the parts of you that are missing, and you see them in someone else and oops, you're done for. And so much is missing. Or suppressed, if you believe Jung. Good stuff and bad. Possibly why nice women always seem to go for total fuckwits. Damn movies and TV, they never warned me. Not that I paid any attention to that romantic shite. Yes, when you think you're pathetic, falling in love with someone you can't have makes you feel like a tragic and romantic figure rather than the fairly dull and ordinary person you are. That's why its so hard to shake. This isn't about me by the way. Its about...a friend of mine...yes.
Also, I had a dream...a tornado came hammering down from the sky, so I ran into my house but it got in through a crack in the window and tore the place up. Apparently when you dream about being in a building the building sometimes symbolizes your mind. This does not bode well.
Finally-I was down recently, down down down. And I looked up at the sky and I fixed on this really bright star and I felt a surge of confidence, optimism, just a feeling that everything would work out ok. Since then I've been looking up at this star almost every night. Then I remembered that the brightest thing in the night sky apart from the moon is Venus. Goddess of love, geddit? And for the past couple of nights its been glowing red for some reason. I've never seen it do that before. the end

Rant About Aliens

Had a bad day today, but I won't bore myself with that. No no. I have much more important things to write about.
Actually I don't. Or do I?
Thinking about aliens a lot(again). Would things really be so much worse if aliens took over the Earth? I suppose it would, if they were the kind that suck out your brains. I mean Blair and Bush are bad, but at least they don't suck out peoples brains. As far as we know, anyway. I think if I was kidnapped by aliens...well I wouldn't mind, I suppose...let me make it clear that I don't, unlike many people, believe that aliens are already here. To me, the thought that aliens would travel across thousands of light years to scare a few hillbillies and chop the arses off cows is quite implausible. For a start, how much could an alien species learn from a cows arse? And why go to the trouble of separating it from the rest of the cow? Answer me that. By God.

Oh, here it is

I'm just going to let my mind wander then write stuff down. As my head is almost permanently in the clouds it probably won't be of any value, but still...at least its free. Apart from the cost of a computer and an internet subscription...and possibly your eyesight if you stare at the screen for too long. Not that this is going to be interesting enough for you to do that; lets face it, probably the only person who's going to read this is me. Hooray

I'll probably delete this blog in a minute