Bugbears and Interviews from less than vampires

Most things winds me up. Not a nihilistic statement, that not being an over-exaggerated follow up, things really do wind me up.

I'd like to know if there's some form of rigorous test for measuring how much people are pissed off by things!! Is it that everyone is annoyed by everything, that most things are considered irksome and were bound by some early influenced cognitive behaviour pattern that prevents us from outlaying our discourse of unhappiness to the offending article.

Whats makes you find something irritating. Whats gives us patience? Does someone tapping on a table with a beer bottle annoy everyone, with people reacting and asking for it to be stopped at varying degrees of time. Consider the poor woman in London, who did exactly that, to find the offending beer bottle tapping twat finds being told what to do more irritating than his own action and thus brings a culmination of extreme violence. Did the girl want to perform this gross act upon the man tapping the beer bottle. It surely must have drove to the centre of her soul to tell someone of twice her size to stop doing what he is doing, because that goes directly against Darwinian ethic, survival of the fittest and all that (actually, the girl was a dancer and was fittest, but even the fittest person can be felled by a sucker punch)

Instead of being taught good manners, mind those P+Q's, respect your elders by our parents...we should perhaps be taught to strive to always be able to understand that constructive criticism is a CONSTRUCTIVE thing, because to my knowledge, nobody likes criticism, is blind to what constructive criticism could bring about and certainly doesn't like to be told that what they're doing is annoying.

So, from now on, i propose a module of ethics, with an intense week every month being taught the value of criticism, through the art of dialectic argument. That or find some Socrates DNA, bring the git back to life and put one in every home.

(I know im pissing off a lot of people with the ethical implications of the previous paragraph were it possible, but what the fuck.....i just don't care)

Post modern pissup virtues

Virtuous and solemn, tis harking back to the time of yore. We shall anoint like ancient majesty, and relive and thus reinvent the wheel, creating new from old, so that that which was, shall become that which is. Peace in our time. Words conveyed with conviction, preyed upon by vultures, torn apart by talons. Together, we make a new country Prince Krent.

Sleep, rest, what is best

Is there any prudent action in sleep pretending. In lying in bed and closing your eyes, only to view the back of eyelids. You hear so much of "the bedroom is a place of sleeping, no tv's or entertainment" because this disassociates sleeping from the bedroom, making it much harder on general to sleep.

When you cannot claim any length of sleep, as I cannot with my pain and injury, I feign sleep. I lay with eyes closed pretending. Is this detrimental to associating sleep with the bedroom? Is it better for me to get up, and go when I'm ready, but I'm never ready, the sleep is never consistent. The only time I sleep is when I have my girlfriend in my bed. She relaxes me, and the pain doesn't seem too much, bar when I wake. The grimace of pain sometimes hurts her I think, but actually getting some sleep makes me worse. Lying in the same position, sleeping and the pain not waking me puts me into a worse state the next day. It's a dilemma I can't figure out.

Am I as best to stay away during my disability. Am I to keep my bedroom untainted, and so, when the day comes I can sleep unfettered and without malice, I can do so with a heavy sleep, as I have not had this past 19months.

Or, shall I lay in bed and shut my eyes and lay there. Is there any benefit to laying with your eyes closed. Does an insomniac do this? Do they try and sleep, or not try, till the body makes them. I do sleep, two nights of the week. Two nights of naught but idle grabs, then I am so withdrawn and sleepy, I can sleep through the pain. My medication doesn't make me sleep, but on the nights I do, it keeps me so, until I feel rested, and that next day, I feel stimulated, but I feel overwraught, because sleeping makes me worse. Laying in a prone position for any time hurts. So, I think...

Is it best to go to bed every night, at the same time, rising at the same time, watching my eyelids? Do you get rest from doing that. Because it makes me more angry than anything else. And so I don't rest any better. I rest in my chair, no sleeping, just resting. This doesn't make me angry. Doing it in bed does. What's a shitneck to do. How do I approach this??

Buddhists don't think content

A whimsical flourish of my pen across textured paper led to many a good idea tonight, whilst also enjoying the company of two Buddhist monks at The Crown Hotel talking about Mindfullness and exiting the possibilities of pain control through medatative techinque. Had to leave after 15mins due to pain from terrible chairs. Bad bad planning, need to think and become planned. Although even no change won't let them become panned. The main guy locked himself away on a monastory for four years to plan his spiritual mindfullness. A few awkward chairs shall stop him not.

Poetic Flourishes apparently

Been a very special day!! Grand salutation to the Krent of Thon, deep aesthetic hues of nature coupled with hard elbow graft directed at Pythagoras's triangle, with instinctual flourishes channeled through all that came. Together we bound an ethic and completed a phase. Then the bloody BBQ got going and the cogs gave out. Damn burgers.

Gardening: The physical and benevolent succour displayed by all of late has brought untold serotonin rushes with every mind reference. However, phase3, the side jungle patch needs further work, and to be true, the harder part. Team'sA+B need to scour said patch, rake and hoe, remove every stone till twelve" of tilth exists. Thereupon, winter carrots, pumpkins and squashes, spinach and Kale will exist..in abundance.

Drop Box

GardenPhaseCrewsssssss

Nothing much to report, there's been major advancement in my major source of life and soul sustenance, mainly being we did some big work on the garden today, and it felt good. I couldn't do anything ;hyisical, but working towards making it a relaxing area, an area where I can watch things grow and become is making my mind grow with it. Im not falling into the hole, im growing out of it. I know where im heading, and every seed I plant goes up. i've got too much bouyancy to lose.