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Quiet Time

I don't suppose apologies are necessary for me not writing in a while. The stats of readers has gradually decreased since last year as my work rate output has steadily decreased along with it.
The main reason for all this is my lack of energy that's been brought on by all the crap that's going on in my 'so called' life.
So far this year there have been a succession of scenarios that have grown in size to become major dramas that have affected me quite severley. The latest of these is the news that I have now been told I am not allowed to own a car any more. It was fine up until July last year, but not any more. It's now considered to be an asset and I'm not allowed assets according to a new regulation.
Whilst I was originally under the impression that the Swedish 'system' has helped me for the past 6 years, I've realised upon reflection that I honestly feel that it's made me miserable, it's kept me down and in a depressed state of mind and had me stuck in an apartment with no way of creating a social life. This latest amendment to the legislation of being on income support just takes the piss. Especially when you consider that the only way I'm able to get about in this fucking town and country with the minimal amount of effort and pain is under my own steam.
This red tape bollocks that's enforced by people that don't give a shit and keep people under an oppressive thumb whilst at the same time insisting that they are 'there to help' has succeeded in making me feel so utterly worthless that I honestly can't see the point in trying to do anything anymore. It seems as the more I try to make an attempt at having a normal life there's another 'DENIED' slammed in my face.

'How does Lo get a life?' Answers on a postcard...

The Ostrich Effect

After a couple of weeks of severe stress and hassle, this weekend was a welcome break. With my head buried deep in sports I was able to blank out the woes of going bankrupt, parking fines up the wazzoo and the contact from an ex who was blasé enough to mention she'd squeezed out 3 kids since running off with her boss, and "...by the way, how are you?" Fuck me. This weekend started at 8 am on Saturday morning with the Oz cup final and is still going strong. As I write this Barcelona have just put 4 past Zaragoza.

Just a week left until I start work for NHK Japan - can't wait. Plus another draft of my manuscript is nearly done and it won't be long before this latest version is (being rejected) doing the rounds at publishers that actually encourage cold submissions.

Not much going on this week apart from a meeting with the landlords to see if/where I'll be moving to in a few weeks when the work starts on the apartment.