Restless

I know that I've been Blogged Out. Dunno what to say, there is too much going on in my life and the inside of my head is a scary back alley. There are the shadows of doubt lurking on my conscience. The ghost who walks has visited me with his desire to dance - but I know, If you dance with the devil, the devil don't change. The devil changes you. I've got a few dozen film ideas to write, have hate mails to write, friends to discard, enemies to make, scripts to write, reviews to complete and books to read. I think I'm gonna be a producer-slash-director-slash weirdo. I'm a creative liberal. I've songs to write, games to play, devices to fix, music to learn, lovers to meet.

I'm a sucker for marketing. I'm the poster boy of consumerism. I'll buy a million dollar house if I get a glass basin free, I'll buy a 100 DVD's to get a customized T-shirt free. I've restrain to learn, ego to curb, arrogance to calm and hair to wash.