Spuds.

It's been about a month since I last posted. I haven't really been in much of a mood to write for the past month but I feel if I keep myself in this funk I'll never write a blog again.

Things have happened since I last wrote, as they tend to do. Namely, my birthday and christmas which I've never held either as much of a special occasion, but they happen every year, so it's one of the few things in life that has a permanent consistency, I suppose that's one thing I like about it.

Since getting a new guitar (a christmas present), all I've really been doing with my time at home is writing music. But something has taken a new turn. I think I'm finally getting a social life.

As of recent, I've been taking trips with friends to pubs, a thing I never thought I'd do on my own accord, but I'm seeing old friends, I'm getting to know other people better, and best of all I'm able to smoke to my heart's (perhaps lungs would be a better choice of internal organ) content.

I've gained a fair amount of weight due to the holiday season, which has put me down a little. I was going pretty good for a while, I was getting pretty confident with my body, but then KFC, christmas lunch, endless supplies of white chocolate given as presents, McDonalds, and other miscellaneous foods got in the way.

As usual, by the end of my blogs, I'm less content than I was at the time I started it. I've just been a potato sack full of discontent this whole previous month. At least I'm still me.