start over

such a wise calendar

we made it. happy 2015 mothafuckaz. i don't know about you but it was lovely to see the wanker of a year out with my favourite people last night - we had a weird four way kiss at midnight and saw in this new year with some questionable singing and dancing. either way, i'm here today to talk to you about something sort of serious but, after all, this is "oh, mitch please!" so it's probably not going to be anything too drastic really is it?

i'll never feel you if i don't tell you

thank you verity xo

there's a mere three and a half hours standing in between me and a week of festive freedom now! yes, i'm into day four of this hangover now. yes, i'm drained in every way, shape and form. yes, i've listened to "underneath the tree" too many times for it to sound even vaguely christmassy anymore. but fuck all of that, spirits are still high even if my excitement for christmas day isn't. i'm going to drink this soya hot chocolate, watch home alone 2 and think about all the things i won't be doing until january 2nd.

clear a little space in the corners of my mind

open to name suggestions

nothing beats that "throw everything away" feeling. your head's a mess, your room's a mess, your life's a mess. what do you do? throw that shit away. tidy up. physically cleaning seems to really help sort my head out. if my roomspace is clean and tidy, my thoughts are a lot easier to manage. so naturally, before cleaning everything, i decided to cram my room full of more absolute pointlessness.

you say "get over here and play your video games"

meet isaac clarke, your new favourite hero

computer games are amazing. that's something we need to agree on before we continue. not all of them, of course not, but the concept is genius. from pong to the last of us, it's been an exciting rollercoaster of distraction and discovery. i was a nerdy little shit when i was younger; chubby and wasting my hours playing my mega drive, playstation or gameboy advance. until recently, i lost interest and nothing got me hooked like it used to. then i bought a ps3 and EVERYTHING CHANGED

go shawty, it's your birthday

this is something i made

it's my mum's birthday today! and what a lovely day it is. sunny, happy, friendly etc. we've got some family coming over which will be nice (even if i will spend most of the time hiding in my room away from awkward conversations about how much poo i touch every day and how i'm getting on after my tremendous break up and consequent meltdown) and i get to spoil my favourite lady on earth.

i'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop

everybody needs a tiny grater

working in a nice part of bristol means that the charity shops in the surrounding area are full of genuinely nice things. we're talking designer clothes, expensive looking homeware and pricey jewellery. you've got to be on top of your game if you're going to pull out a chanel necklace but your hours of attacking the rails pay off in the end. most of the time anyway.

because i'm happy

so much happiness/fear

everything is up and down isn't it? life in general, i mean. you've got to learn to take the rough with the smooth. swings and roundabouts. another age old saying about bumps in the road. but it's important to try really hard to find the positives: consciously seek out those silver linings and i promise you'll start to feel better.

the rest is still unwritten

flowers made out of words!

it's scientifically proven that reading books in your spare time makes you more intelligent and attractive to just about everybody* and it's something which i neglected until recently. as an overweight, emotionally delayed tweenager, i loved the escape that came attached to a new story and would sit in my room for hours on end churning through pages of vampire slaying action just to head back out straight after to buy another one. i might be a bit slimmer at the start of my adulthood but very little else has changed.