Mr. A-Z

Mr A-Z.

So there I was doing my make up, minding my own god damn business when suddenly my best friend Johnny calls me to tell me he won't be able to accompany me to a gig I've been looking forward to attending for quite some time. You can imagine the shock horror! My manscara went all across my face as I tried to grasp the meaning and gravity of this situation. To be fair it wasn't actually Johnny's fault. I had foolishly bought the tickets almost 4 months ago and it was meant to be a special treat for someone I was seeing at the time – yes yes, I'm a foolishly hopeless romantic and I jumped waaaay ahead of myself hoping, somewhere in the back of my mind that we'd still be seeing eachother. I had forgotten about the tickets and remembered them just in time to find a new willing victim to come with me – or so I thought.

Turns out not a lot of people knew who Jason Mraz was and were very reluctant to try something new. Or the ones that did look up his website turned out not to like his music. So my quest for company continued – in vain. And suddenly I realized just how alone I felt – my best mates are all busy in relationships and hardly have any time for stuff like this, unless of course their partner is included too. Monica's all the way across the pond in San Fran, Rob's moved on to warmer pastures in Dubai, Caitlin is Frenching it up on the Riviera and everyone else seems to be so consumed with work..
Luckily I managed to snag a poor girl from work who just happened to know who Jason is and actually also likes his music.

So I am now on my way to Royal Albert Hall to watch a lyrical prophet live in action. I've been waiting for this moment ever since Mon did some promo work for him back in -99. It's been a long time coming..

Watch out Mraz - I'm coming to watch you!

Aftermath - needless to say the gig was amazing. A hell of a lot better than I originally expected. I knew Jason had a great voice but just how good it is live is hard to tell untill you hear it first handedly.

Thanks to Rachel from work we had a ball and both of us at one stage screamed; Marry me Jason! - luckily it was muffled by the rest of the screaming teenage girls at the Royal Albert Hall.. Phew! Could have been quite embarrassing - if nothing else then simply for the fact that he'd probably taken Rachels offer sooner than mine..

Oh, and one more thing - I don't reeeeeeeally wear make up! ;)

D.

Credit Crunch

Credit Crunch

Well... Last week I got some news from my employers basically telling me that I've been made redundant and my position will no longer be available. After 3 years loyal service and hard work I was shocked over the decision to just cut me off like that.. But after spending the weekend contemplating what had happened I realised that perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. See, it wasn't long ago that I epressed my concerne to me best friend that I feared I was going to be stuck in my job for all eternity seeing since they kept upping my wages every 6 months..

And in all honesty I WAS getting a little bored in the end..

But slightly worried over the fact I had 4 holidays booked up and paid for over the summer months I realised that it was gonna be a bit harder to find a full time job. So I decided to do some temping work in the meantime and enjoy the summer rest of the time..
That was until I had dinner with Mon last night. We were talking about how excited she was over moving to San Francisco next thursday and suddenly she just burted out; "You should come with me!!!"

Suddenly I'm sat there, motionless, with butteflies in my belly and my mind conjouring images of all the 'Tales of the city' novels.. OMG!!! I WANNA GO TO SAN FRANCISCO!!!

Ummm... Should I??

I really need to think about this! But the main thing is that I have NOTHING holding me back here in London!

HEEELP!!

Should I stay or should I go??

Dan

Inspiration, come my way

Inspiration - come my way!

I don't know why that is but lately I have found myself completely lacking inspiration to do.. anything really! As boring as it may sound I kinda like doing fuck all - to a certain point. And I think that point has just been reached. HELP!

I normally write in my journal every single day as it is a Page-a-Day diary, but over the last couple of months I'll be damned if I've written more than two lines... Have I just become pure lazy since entering a monogomous relationship?? Or should lazy be pronounced boring??

I thought that being in love inspired people to do better things and fill their days with joy and laughter - but that's clearly not the case with me. I get lazy, boring and FAT! Yup, that's right people - you heard it here first. I think I'm gonna write to BBC and see if I, like Kirstey Alley, can get my own Fat show. It will be called FAT DAN if everything goes according to plan and my goal will be to shed all the weight and bed Britney Spears.

Ah, who am I kidding.. By the time the production starts I'll have shed all the exes weight and will be back on top as the Stud Muffin you all know me as. I mean its the Holidays for crying out loud and its only a little bit of holiday weight (as long as I keep telling myself that everything is going to be allright)..

Yeah, so what is the point in writing this blog I hear you cry??

Well, basically its an incentive on my part trying to pick myself up a bit and solemnly make a promise to better myself when it comes to exercising and writing blogs/journal enties.

Oh and to give you a little heads up on the new track by MILKE - She Says. Its just amazing. Especially the Dylan Rhymes Remix and the Craig Obey Mix. TDF people.. Give it a go.

Oh and I also need to mention that I am over the moon at the fact I have gotten in touch with one of the most unique and most inspirational singer/songwriters of our time; Bonnie Bailey. I have loved her music from a distance for quite some time now and I have finally 'met' her on My Space - and it is my sincere pleasure to say that she is as lovely as I always imagined her to be. Heads up for the new album - check out her My Space for details.. :-)

Dan