All I Need Is A Pair Of The Robot Devil's Hands.

Is it silly to say I feel unfulfilled? There's so much to do in the world. I feel like I have something inside of me that is just bursting with creativity and I haven't let it out yet. I feel like Fry in that episode of Futurama where he trades his hands with the Robot Devil, because he had 'stupid fingers'. I'd fucking love a Holophoner.

Ok, plans for life that I MUST complete before I'm 30:

Climb a mountain - definitely the top of the list. A big mountain, too. Maybe not Everest, that's a fucking push, haha. My cousin recently climbed Kilamanjaro (sp?) and he proposed to his girlfriend at the top. What a nice dude. I'm glad she said yes, otherwise that would have been an awkward descent.

Visit at least 15 countries I've never been to before now - I was out with my other cousins last night and they were talking about when they went to Thailand and Cambodia and all sorts, and I got so jealous. I need to do more travelling. So far I've been to England (heh), France, Spain, Belgium, Italy, Greece and America. Each of those were holidays, and I had fun, but I didn't see the real countries. I'd love to go on a driving trip (or a tour, depending how serious my bands get) through the countryside of each.

Learn to Scuba Dive - something I've wanted to do for years now. I used to love diving around rocks in Spain with a snorkel and shit, looking at all the little fish. To do it properly would be awesome. I'd go to Australia or New Zealand or wherever, and just look at fish all fucking day. I love the game Endless Ocean.

Record and release an Album - something that quite a lot of people do these days, and I've always wanted to do it. The last thing I played on that was released was the Almost Cliché/Skeptik Tank split. It was a lot of fun at the time, and I loved recording it. I don't think we were altogether that serious about it though (Skep, anyway), and I'm not fond of those songs anymore. As much as I love and respect The Hive, I'd like to record in a professional - for lack of a better word - studio. It just excites me thinking about it.

SKY DIVE! - it would scare the pants off me but it'd would be amazing.

I'll surely think of more. One thing I'd like to do but I'm not desperate to do is publish something. A book, more than anything. I have had great feedback on all my creative work in Uni so far and it's really encouraging.

I've started to miss home again. Since I've moved to England, I've got into hardcore more and more, but while I was in Ireland I wasn't that into it. It's sucky irony, because I'm missing amazing gigs and the chance to finally connect with people on Moshspace. I'd love to be in Fibbers with everyone. I'm gonna be missing Have Heart and Verse which sucks tits. I already missed Comeback Kid earlier in the year, and they're one of my favourite bands now. I'm gonna try my fucking hardest to get to The Carrier gig in January. My ma is all 'but you'll be in Ireland for New Years, you can't afford it'. Fuck that, if I book now then surely I can afford it. I need a job, though. Hah.

I also want to practice with Rubes so much! The last time was amazing, we got a very short set done and everything, made a good effort with the start of another song and we're just sounding better than ever. I hate to wank my own dick but I really think people are gonna like us. I'm still undecided on the singing end, though.
I haven't a clue what the story is with Vicious Dig. It'll be a shame if it dies, because it has a lot of potential.

I went out last week to practice with a band over here. They were looking for a bassist so I gave it a shot. The lads were super, super nice. They're into all the same music and are definitely people I could hang with. Unfortunately, the music was shite. It was meant to be straight up hardcore, but the drummer just couldn't gain sufficient speed. He also couldn't grasp odd timing; I played a riff I thought would work great with this little stoppy bit at the start, but he just couldn't get it. In the end it was simplified down and sounded like arse. It was slow, basic and boring. The singer was a young dude of 17. He was cool, although his singing wasn't great but then he's only young and he gave it loads so I'm sure he'll improve. The guitarist wasn't great, his riffs were really unoriginal and repetitive. I was so disappointed.
There was one song that sounded like The Carrier and I was excited to hear it, but after we ran through it a few times it ended up boring aswell.
It made me realise that I really don't like playing bass. For me, it's not as creative or fun.
I said I'd practice with them again in two weeks time, but if I can't see any potential I'll back out.

This has ran on too long.
Peace.