I dunno, there seems to be a lot of people that turn to me for advice. It happens every which way that I turn.
This, to me is both good and bad. Good because it’s nice to feel that people trust you and your knowledge enough to ask for the advice, but bad because sometimes you can give as much advice as you can, hopefully it is all good, and that advice is just ignored completely. Don’t get me wrong, I like to give advice, but only if I feel that I have some knowledge of that particular area. I will always try and help somebody through anything, but that may be by pointing them towards other people.
Today I felt that giving advice will be something that I will be doing a lot of if my plans for my future go according to the ‘blueprints’.
As you can see, it is nearly 05:00 and I’ve still not gone to bed. I’m unsure what is wrong with me as I have done plenty to tire myself out today. I’ve been to the gym for a good hour or so, flushed Jo’s dead fish, got drunk and endured freezing temperatures waiting on the Rochdale Train Station platform for 50 minutes. Surely, according to science, I should be well into my travels through the ‘land of nod’ by now.
I think, I’ll leave it there for now and try and get myself to sleep, even if it does mean hitting myself in the head with a hammer several times.