TheThaneOfLochaber

In my time away, far from the reaches of predictable life, I have made my own way, I've come out and I have experienced more death than one my age should ever have to witness. I have watched bad people rise before me as good friends perish far before their time... It has been a time where the pipes have lain silent. No distant bugle sounds for those fallen chaps who fought their cause against a world of tradition, standards and conformity. My friends, this drink is for you. This drink is to you. Though looking at all those poor unfortunate souls around me, I must also look at myself, for I was no exception. I saw illness and maybe a glimpse

Just a quick message/announcement that there will be some new works going up in the coming days. Some stuff recently done and others done a while ago and somehow forgotten... Till now.

Yet another confirmation of my existence. I really feel that my shite job has sucked the last remaining ounce of life out of me and quite frankly that pisses me off. I tell them something important and yet they do nothing till its beyond too late. Of course the obvious solution is to find a new job, but in this shit heap lifeless burnt out culture-less arrogant narrow minded frozen hell hole city. that option apparently doesn't exist. Why? well lets just say for sake of simplicity that has been mentioned above. I am just so sick and tired of all the B.S that goes on around here, all of it restricting my every advance to creativity. I feel lik