what the fuck happened to january, this time travelling lark is absolutely exhausting!

like, literally all the things i expected to happen at the start of the year ended up being this soft, slow drip into february. i think it’s because i didn’t end up doing the transition from an “old” year to a new one in this country. i was outta the country at the time and while we celebrated mildly seeing the back of 21 and into 22 those last few years felt like the time “after” the great burn (that’s what we are calling it)

i’d already written off those two years as shit years. i mean, twenty twenty was a complete doozy but the way that twenty one just came straight through i was glad to see the back of it. in my little brain i just thought, well that’s two years further down the line of the pandemic and just write them off. done, dusted, over with — everyone else in the same boat.

it was a cold cold day when i left, first real cold day in three years but the city looked stunning. it was all a perfectly chaos blur about the journey

you either spent time going inwards and sorting out some demons or you were looking outwards until you could physically get outside to do things differently. i’ve met a bunch of people who are just doing the same things thou, like nothing happened. they freak me out the most. i’m uncertain of people who didn’t take this opportunity of twenty four months to re-evaluate what the actual fuck they were doing with their one-pass life.

that’s not to say that i’ve not done stuff this month. i have, just not the things i wanted to get started, those are very much just floating outside on the back burner. i think it’s because i got that extra booster jab and that took me out for a bit and then recalibration for the day to day life and then also getting bored of my work/stream/recording space — i need something new for the new year, fresh energy, fresh space.

i see the next two years as very “grin and bear it” as in the markets might be a bit of a fuck show while the world decides how we are gonna operate in a world of market manipulation, ai and general everyday war, you know, like we got potentially happening here in europe. no big deal, just on the edge of quantum mania. buy a ticket, stake a ride, plunge into another metaverse!

i’m certainly gearing up for more play as you earn chains/games outside of the usual faire i’ve been used too, many other platforms out there, many looking for audience and retention. we all know that the diehards won’t let hive, leo and others die off. the ego to keep them going and secure and well and healthy is too strong + the stuff actually fucking works! (hatttip to all the nerds making shit go brrrrr behind the scenes!)

of course my birthday came and went, not the big one, that’s next year, let’s hope i can dodge and weave another year through this crazy game called life. if not, ah well, i made the effort. we did our best. i mean, it’s quite the challenge to adapt so many times in your life. not that i’m not here for the challenge (aren’t we all?) but it can grate on you when you know you should be zigging when ya been zagging. At least aviation gin exists in this version of earth, praise be!

i’ve been doing better with life events, calendars and just note taking, better hard drive management and i bought a sick super fast ssd external drive that goes on the back of the laptop for a scratch drive, backups, and secondary redundancy systems — i’ve not made the switch yet but i’m certainly gonna be putting PopOS! on there as well as a duel boot.

So yeah, i’ve been busy but not on the things i love, it’s all been in the trenches admin shite, you can do that anytime of the year, in fact i prefer doing that when i’m outdoor in the sunshine next to a pool or tent somewhere as the pizzas are being made and i’m called to put them under for 120 seconds for fresh cheesy goodness — roll on those times, at least 5pm is light out now — waking up in the dark and going home in the dark after the day was getting a bit much.

humble x