Monday, January 04, 2021

January 2021, New Years Resolutions and other increasingly vague waffle

Resolutions in the COVID Era

 



I had about three pages written about my internet addiction, where it started, how I'm not alone and how an over reliance on screens is not something that my generation suffers from but the generations which proceed ours is truly entrenched in.  I was going to waffle on about how wasn't it great how we used to play in the street.. until it got cold and we got out the Super Nintendo blah blah blah.  56K modems, screeech, skrrr bursss scrreech.   Internet halcyon days, nostalgia.   Golden years of AOL.  Running up phone bills.  Netscape explorer (now back in the news because of poorly written, copied and pasted Brexit documents), MUDs (Multi user dungeons, text based role playing games where you may or may not get to roleplay as a jedi having sex with a senator, only to find out that the senator is some dude in his 40s) Wank wank wank.  Metaphorically, then literally.  Social media, necessary evil blurrgh.  Sad for children. Why does everyone have to try to be Logan Paul/Gamer girl?   This narcissism needs to end!  Except my instagram full of hot girls and hot guys, Muay Thai, titties.  CHUNKY ASSES?  Chunky asses.  Then reflect on how the world has always been evil and whilst some things are definitely worse - looking at you entitled Karens (male ones too) who know fuck all about COVID and buy into any and all conspiracy theories because HURR DURR, I DUN DID MY RESURCH and you, Tory/Republican/Sneaky-champagne-socialist-democrats-who-are-as-left-wing-as-Jeremy-fucking-Clarkson who fail to manage their countries in a global pandemic effectively whilst increasing the profits of the richest companies, thereby enlargening the gap between wealthy and poor (which in fairness, is probably why people end up going into the conspiracy theories, because they're seeing their businesses and jobs destroyed whilst the banks and landlords can still collect their dues and evict anyone unable to pay them) and meaning even the lucky middle class westerners like myself feel like that they are doing something wrong by not having a side hustle because a regular job won't provide enough to purchase property in a housing market ruled by Russian Oligarchs and Emirate Princes, some things are better and maybe going in the right direction regarding standard of living and how by 2035 they might be able to use liquid hydrogen as a fuel?

Yes, these are all words.

Hot, steaming, garbage words which appear from the top of my dome because I have been on the internet too much, for too long.  Every time I am presented with certain rabbit holes,  I feel like I've got to go down them and trawl through the mud, but in that disorganized, lacking of real critical analysis fashion mud which ultimately doesn't make me feel any happier or enhance me as a person in terms of quality or of ability to produce financially, which given that I'm broaching 34 seems oh-so-important.  






So 2021's resolution - try to spend a little bit less time on the internet.  Read a book.  Try and stop my flickering attention of going back and forth between fifteen different tabs. Write more.  Write some more dank ass scripts.  Actually shoot them. Get 36 Chambers Productions moving on a bit.  Yes, last year in all that haze of "what the fuck is going on with the world, I'm furloughed but should make my own work soon", I started a production company with a good buddy, Matty Killen.  You can check our website out here we basically intend to shoot very cool, showreel scenes tailor made for the actors in them and we've done some awesome stuff in this field already.  We'll also hopefully shoot our own short films and with a bit of luck get the funds to do cool web series and other stuff.  I may also be looking for a graduate job which pays a fair whack, because getting on the housing market sometime in the next few years feels like something society expects of me and I have inherited a want for.  I'm already doing two post graduate certificates and a few other courses to widen my prospects whenever I feel like this acting/writing/producing caper is too damn difficult to garnish a living from, because I'm lazy and lack self discipline.  I'll try not to get too caught up in the "life is an entirely pointless caper and that we may as well do fuck all, because it feels like the world is about to damn near end" shite too much.  Might even volunteer to man the phones in a suicide focussed charity.  

Lastly, lately, I've been zucc'd (banned from commenting/posting on Facebook) several times in a row, largely stemming from jokily saying "Fucking White People" twice, arguing with Right Wingers and calling them "bootlicking cunts" and some "threatening behaviour" - i.e. referencing the Simpsons in a Simpsons meme group . So expect me to write more on here - it feels more natural for my long winded deluges of commentary and I can do weekly meme collection rundowns if you're not one of the few who get my favourites sent to them on Whatsapp on the regular.






Anyway, give me a buzz if you need your old pal Conor to talk you out of tying that rope into a suicide knot.  Hopefully at that point he'll not be asking you for advice on how to tie his own rope.

Stay safe and have a great 2021.  Please don't get COVID 19/20/21 or Ecoli 1571

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