The loud noise that woke me up came from downstairs.
It was from the TV, it was Luwan’s annoying voice. She was the mother of her sons youtube channel, Ryan’s Toy review.
Her voice sounded like a high pitched screech – nails down a black board.
For the TV to come on so early, it couldn’t be my wife, she also detests that show.
It could only be one person – my daughter.
She’s up early again. It’s not even light outside and the clocks haven’t gone back yet so I’m guessing its around 5ish.
I’m dreading going down, she’ll have the remote and she’ll be like Gollum if I try to take it from her.
Can’t be arsed getting into an argument, it’s too early for that shit. However I don’t wanna watch the programme either.
As much as I’d prefer to stay in bed spooning the lady. My daughter can’t be left unattended for too long also Luwan’s air raid siren voice isn’t getting any quieter. I’m awake.
Best go downstairs I’m going for the second option which involves lolling on the sofa.
If I grab myself a coffee maybe just maybe it could save me until the sun comes up.
I came across Don Hertzfeldt’s work. Check his work out, its lush
Gave me an idea. So I ran with it.
Here’s mine and my good lady’s stop motion antics from last night.
Yesterday me and the good lady tied the knot.
We’re now officially his and hers – Mr and Mrs Collings.
What a day.
To the Guys and Gals. Mahoosive thank you for giving up your time yesterday, I feel honoured that you could attend what will go down as one of the best days of my life.
For my stag do, I climbed mount Snowdon.I think I achieved stage one of enlightenment, don’t believe me, I have a certificate to prove it.
Watching a homeless guy in town today who had not one care in the world.
An elated grin on his face as he smoked his cig.
He was free. Free from the mundane grind which awaits the wage slaves.
After hearing me talk about getting one for a while and not committing.
My good lady bought me, my first skateboard (Yeah, I know, I’m a lucky bastard).
This evening we hit an abandoned car park, not to get freaky. But to get our skate on.
My first time skateboarding and I suprsied myself.
We both had a try of the new plank. It’s a Z-flex, it’s slick as fuck.
We could’ve carried on all night, yet with the seaside sun light diminishing we didn’t get to stick around for long.
Tomorrow we plan to take the new addition out for another spin.
There’s a mosquito in my room.
I can’t see it.
However I’m familiar with that sound that repeatedly whizzes passed my ear that resembles a shitty moped.
Another hour, I still can’t sleep.
Maybe if I roll onto my other side.
I refuse to look at the clock.
I don’t want to know how long I’ve been fighting to nod off for.
What now? As my head became light and my breath became deep, nextdoor neighbor’s dog starts howling.
Stupid pricks put a pillow over it.
Finally, I’m asleep.
I dream – 30 secs of dialogue before being disturbed by the shrilling sound of my alarm clock.
Best get up.
I’ve decided I’m gonna make some vidz. Again.
This is the reprise.
I’m gonna go with the process of creating and keep it real.
Big thank you to Gershom.
Who told me to keep it simple and be consistent.