24 Hours Without Twitter?

Smarting from a lack of money and general interaction with real people, and feeling dismayed at the utter impossibility of popping to London for the CPK gathering and Pride today, I thought I should leave Twitter alone for the day.

Five and a half hours sleep and four hours of work later and I'm seriously considering how long it would take to do a marathon watching session of 90s sitcom The Upper Hand. I consider my options going forward.

1. I can give up on the Twit-avoidance and become informed & involved while experiencing marginal despair re: my location and lack of actual nearby people.
2. I can document the things that crop up in a blog to get them out of my head while simultaneously keeping said head firmly in the ground.

If you're reading this, I chose the latter. Apparently.

I wonder if I could solve either of the potential despair issues above. In all honesty, my location isn't bad, it's just far away from a lot of people I'd like to spend the day with. Which basically means that I only have one real problem. Hooray for conglomerate problems.

How do I gather with people in my area? The pub works usualment but money may be an issue, given that it's the reason for me not being with other non-West Midlands peeps right now. Also, the bonus money I was hoping to get from Brazil doing well in the World Cup has been stymied to a paltry £5 due to something football related. Silly football.

Perhaps I should outreach to the local people via facebook and resolve to outstretch my thinning money pockets for the greater good. Well, maybe just the personal good actually, I'm not buying everyone drinks.

But how best to express this to those few I know who actually check their facebook? And how to further that into an actual plan?

It's all starting to sound a bit too much like hard work. Which, incidentally, is kind of what I'm supposed to be doing right now but -whatever-.

What I'd like is to have a simple evening in, playing something or watching something. I would also like this to be an activity involving other people. I know not who or what or how to get this concept out into a space where other people that are local (or at least not distant) would be able to build and shape and participate in it.

This is becoming a self-indulgant drivel-y blog. Now I see why I use Twitter. At least then the multiple "I"s and never ending sentences are curtailed.

Exile over. C'mere Twitter.

Made of Tired

It's official. Coming off a week's holiday to a Late-Early is knackering.

I'm not saying that this is insurmountable. I could go to bed right now. But MSN is calling. DailyBooth is staring. The pile of clean laundry is casting a shadow of scorn at me. I wonder which of those will be resolved before sleep.

A week ago I'd all but finalised my New Year's Resolutions. Right now I've little to no idea. Tomorrow I'll cast them in internetty stone and I'll be stuck with them. I think I'll try not to set myself anything that can be failed easily. At the very least I'll try to keep it to things which are actually positive if kept or lost. Though this does mean I'll have to sort them before I leave for work tomorrow. So another reason for bedtime.

New travel pass card thing has arrived today. I wish they'd have mentioned they were stretching the photo and not cropping it like the web gadget suggested. The picture looks very odd. I'll have to take a funhouse mirror every time I want to catch the bus. The card starts 5 days from now so I can't really get an interim week pass like I'd originally planned. Only way to make the whole travel thing remotely cost effective now though is to gage the traffic and my timing each day and pick the best of the three options. Yet another reason to sleep and get up early.

So what am I gonna do, brother?

Talk to people on the internet of course.