I'm failing at life.

Progress with my dissertation has begun to slow, and I feel I have accomplished very little in terms of studio work. I've been told to do another "two weeks solid of reading" for my dissertation, but seeing as I haven't bothered to go into uni today, I'm a little behind. I have got a book about blogging, open, in front of me, but alas I'm still procrastinating.

Must sort myself out. I do have a longer term plan for the rest of the week... I plan to go to the Mitchell Library towards the end of the week, to get some more books on high flats, and hopefully some copy building plans. Then I can begin building the towering inferno in the studio.

The Past

Strange the things you find, a surprisingly obscure camera phone picture taken in 2005. I've never noticed the man in the background, in fact I don't remember the picture. I think it was taken using my phone by someone else. Taken in Kelvin Grove Park, Glasgow. This picture was in a folder labelled "COPYTOMAC", transfered from the family computer when I reformatted it about six months ago. Strange the things you find.

I hate The Sun.

For the record, I hate The Sun. Not the actual Sun that keeps us alive, but The Sun newspaper (if you can even call it that).

They have now decided to drop support for Labour, and big-up the Conservatives. Now I have no interest in the political allegiance, just the sheer lunacy of a media outlet proclaiming to readers a political allegiance (even though it happens all the time, try Fox News). What is worse, is that in all

likelihood this will have an influence on the half-whits who read the paper. Rather than displaying independent thought and opinion, this sub-class of intellect (10 million of them The Sun proudly exclaims) will follow the agenda of a newspaper owned by NewsCorp.

How can any rational thinking person take any political advice from a newspaper which has a pair of tits on the third page? I mean, have I gone mad!?

I'm not being a snob, I'm just venting my frustration towards the fickle public mind and politics. Everything in public opinion seems seldom based in fact, but more uninformed observations about politics filtered through an equally low brow media. I may have to start a communist dictatorship, a bit of living in fear should make people appreciate what they've got.

That said, I do enjoy the odd Dear Deirdre article but that appeals to the same side of me that will watch Jeremy Kyle to gaze in awe at the bottom of the barrel.