
After spending about 3 hours telling myself that I didn’t need a £300 Lomography camera, I settled for a lovely Diana Mini. I like it.
Might be some shots from it up in the near future. I’m terrible at bothering to get film developed though.
It’s 4.20am. I’m getting up to get ready to leave for London at 5am. I’ve just finished my calendar, only to see that I’ve called December ‘September’.
Fuck it, I have 11 months to correct that. If not I’m having Christmas in September No.2.
I may have gotten a little bit carried away. I think that I like this logo though - it’s likely that I’ll stick with it.
Every year before New Years I spend a couple of hours looking for a lovely calendar online, and never find one that I like. I give up, and live the next year as a calendarless peasant.
I’ve just given up again, but I think I might make my own one this year…
Calendars are serious business.

I got a lovely acoustic guitar for Christmas. I quit guitar a couple years ago not too long after my old band split up. When I used to play it was because I wanted to impress people with it; I wanted to shred, tap, sweep pick, headbang. I rarely played for pleasure (that said, playing on stage with the guys in front of a crowd used to feel great).
When I quit, it was because I wanted to forget how to play - I picked up a lot of bad habits with the guitar which were holding me back from getting any better. I skipped a lot of the basics because I wanted to get straight to playing like Synyster Gates. I wanted to forget how to play so that I could start again in a couple years, as if I’d never played a guitar before.
I was up ‘til 5am last night relearning the basics, and today got 56 old Total Guitar magazines down from the loft (over 4 & a half years worth!). Also came across my old Metal Hammer and Kerrang! magazines, including some lovely 1985 issues of Kerrang! (an old present from some of my family) which I’ll bring back to Uni and find a nice place for them.
I’m starting again with the guitar, and this time I’m doing it for my own pleasure, without the pressure of my band wanting me to be the best lead guitarist about. This time I’m doing it because I enjoy it, not because I want to try and impress people.