The head’s all fucked up yo. There’s something about talking to a person on the phone who knows you too freakin’ well who calls you on stuff and makes you think outside of that comfy little square you’ve stuck your thoughts in. And I don’t even know what the problem is. I can recognise all the stuff manifesting from it – in the relationships I build, in the way I go about stuff at work, in the way I’m sleeping (or not) right now. Still, I can’t quite put my finger on it. I can’t quite articulate why my head’s a mess. The hours I’m working are probably not helping.

To be honest, I’m a little sick of myself. I need a break from me. Or, at least, the me that I am from day to day to day. Perhaps that time on the weekend is not such a bad idea. Maybe I’ll take a drive.

I decided today, that at the end of the year, I’m going to do a run down of the top 5 or 10 live gigs I’ve been to this year. One of the things I set out to achieve in 2006 was seeing as much live music as possible, and it’s something I’ve done pretty well with. I started it tonight, but there are some late contenders coming up that might make it to the top 10 with a bolt. I try not to have too many expectations about these things though, so we’ll see.

Bed now though. There are hotels to visit and conferences to organise tomorrow. Ugh!

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