too much moaning

Sorry bout the fart post, universe. i promised to whinge less this yr, n tryin to hold to it. i'm not depressed or nothin, just not feelin a whole lotta progress with important things. Workin real hard for work just seems like a rat on a treadmill & truly it have the same effect on the world. Sometimes u gotta wait & things come good. I've always bin patient. Bein in ma 40's now but, it doesn't behoove me all that much to hang about waitin too much bloody longer tho, eh. Cripes if i don't get things shiftin soon i'll be too weak w old age to ever get em moving. Been reading Lis Frinks Biography. Its inspired me to think about going to England & checkin that out. The arts council mob got a new residency in liverpool & nobody much went for it last year, cos like who wants to go there, eh? But now i do wanna go there & maybe i got a chance this next time to apply. i also got a mate moving to wales sometime in the next yr or so & that makes it easier, having a local friend. i mean wales isn't england (or is it? wot?) but he's moving to the bit o wales thats nearest to london, so thats nice. Its good but, England, they speak da english there, thats a total bonus eh.