"I DON'T NEED NO ADVICE FROM A PINBALL MACHINE. I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW, I WROTE THE BOOK ON LOVE" Jess is out for the evening leaving me to eat pizza and write. To be honest I get more writing done at the moment when she's around. I tend to wander the house like a dog looking for its mistress on the few occasions that we do something independently from one another. Sad but true. The last couple of days have been pretty intense. We decided that the relationship was in danger of floundering unless we gave it a good shake-up. It's too easy to get into that comfortable, secure thing after almost four years only for it to start feeling a little constricting. Get out of the rut before the rot sets in is the plan. Things should improve as soon as we get out of the house. We've had a fair few people looking round the place and some positive feedback but we are both starting to feel that this place is a bit of an albatross. It'll do nicely for someone else's dream home but just not ours. Yesterday we had a fun night that was quite a change of pace. We went to the first night of Fertiliser up at 93 Feet East in Brick Lane. The bill was a lot of weird shit from Norway and about as far as you can get from our usual taste in music but we decided to give it a go. Load of old bollocks of course but it gave us a nice chance to chat and then grab some food afterwards. The music was pretty dreadful. The first act was just annoying - some idiot playing with his equaliser and trying to fill the room with the sound of an old 33k modem. The second bunch of guys were better - kind of like Zappa at his tamest but without the humour. The thing is running for another couple of nights but to be honest after experiencing the new sound of Norway it isn't that surprising that daft metal bands like Manowar are still huge over there. I'm working until 11pm tomorrow so that cuts into the weekend but we have some clothes to buy for Carol's upcoming wedding & some more crap for the house to pick up. Sunday we'll probably catch a movie before I start my shift at the Picture House. Maybe see xXx. Maybe not. Saw Phil & Mark briefly today. Phil is just back from somewhere exotic and looks suitably tanned and trim. Haven't seen him in ages so maybe out with the old shop lot on Monday or Tuesday evening. Just started something new that should keep me busy for a while. Lots more to add but I'm guessing I'll be up late so I'll add more later. I don't often mention the important stuff on here - too busy talking about zombies or robots or robotic zombies... maybe I should mention more often that Jess is one in a million and that I love her more than anything. Even robotic zombies. She puts up with a lot of crap but unlike you lot can't just close down the browser - imagine having to listen to my nonsense 24-7... scary huh? Brave girl. Anyway I gotta go - Pizza is here... Mike is blogging to: Iggy & the Stooges