Something occurred to me recently which was a little unnerving and just generally a bit sad. Its that mushy brain of mine. To be specific, my memory. It seems to have gaps, massive looming gaps and no I don't just mean from those nights out where one stupidly consumes as many rum and cokes as possible, almost in some sort of fear there is going to be a rum drought. Wow lets not even joke about that...that would be somewhat devastating.
No, I refer to just a normal day where I have a conversation with someone and my brain goes to retrieve a memory as I begin discussing a fantastic film with that brilliant actor...ermm ohh who the hell is it again, or that subject we studied back at school and we looked into....that ...you know...thing.
I grew quite concerned when it actually dawned on me that this was happening a little too regular for comfort. Then a few of my friends told me it was because I wasn't using my brain as much as I was when I was back at school or uni. Which makes sense and thus I'm clinging to this theory in hope it isn't early signs of dementia!!
Yes it would seem the 'use it or loose it' theory is strong at play and so I looked at my day to day activity to see where I could slot in a bit of 'brain training and realised all I'm doing is working! 6:30am- 6:30pm is dedicated to work and that's on a good day. 7pm-8:30pm is gym. Then its dinner if I can be arsed and then time for bed. My god that's sickening to actually write it down!!! That accounts for 5 days of my week. Then the weekend is spent 1/3rd partying, 1/3rd hungover and the other third catching up with people, housework and just generic Sunday behaviour. So in an attempt to break my behaviour of the full time worker and full time loser I decided a good bit of training would be to revive the old blog; use the brain and get writing again. Coincidentally I'm due to start doing this at work from next week. Although I have to be somewhat stricter with myself and actually assign the writing skills to discussing something more 'business like' and steering shy from topics such as how I've rotted most of my brain cells from smoking and drinking too much after a grotty night at Scandals (ok three grotty nights on consecutive weekends).
So there we have it folks. My first blog in almost a year where I've pretty much concluded I'm a forgetful sado. Stay posted for even more self-indulgent whines this week as I'm making myself blog everyday in an attempt to create a habit and break away from solely keeping my nose to the grindstone...and rum bottle.
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