Days blur together a bit when you spend them sat writing so lows are kind of hard to distinguish. My mood has been all over the place this month though finally seems to have settled on a new equilibrium. That has nothing to do with anything that's happened, just brain chemistry playing at silly buggers.
So lows... probably that one day I almost entirely slept through, morning noon and night, other than waking up to eat and veg about in the evening.
Highs? This last weekend, catching up with old friends and pootling around London.
What kind of person attracts me?
Looking back over my romantic history, such as it is, there is no common thread I can point at between the young ladies I've stepped out with or wished to have stepped out with.
I appear to have no particular 'type' in terms of body shape, secondary sexual characteristics, height or lack thereof, hair colour, personality, intellect or lack thereof, or anything else I can put a finger on.
When my hormones were just starting to putter into life I liked blonde girls, but that was pretty much because that was the accepted standard of beauty. Nothing to do with any personal taste - which hadn't developed yet. Later on in adolescent desperation the only criteria that was really needed was that they liked me, nothing else mattered really.
I've liked buxom and boyish, tall and short, nice and nasty, selfish and altruistic, busty and flat, curvy and railed, women of all racial types, intelligence and interests, bitches and angels.
The only unifying factor I can really think of is that most of them have been bad for me or 'damaged' in some way.
Still... married 10 years yesterday, so I must have got something right in the end.
Older, wiser, a couple of grey hairs in the beard, the depression hitting/being diagnosed properly. Otherwise life hasn't changed a great deal over the last two years, it's rather settled into a rut. Not a bad rut by any means but a rut nonetheless.
Umm... that's about it really.
We're pretty selective with our TV and if it's on for wallpaper it's usually cartoons or cooking shows (or for me, the news). Those don't really count as favourite shows though.
What shows do I get interested and excited about... hmm...
Bones, Fringe, Lie to Me, it seems to be a running theme of eccentric geniuses but then that's also a theme that's running through television as a whole at the moment I suppose. There's a few other things such as Doctor Who but everything that's ever been said about Doctor Who has that pretty much covered and while I enjoy it - particularly since a decent writer took over - my formative Doctor is Tom Baker and as far as I'm concerned nothing can outdo him.
Bones it is then I guess.
It's just nice to see a rational protagonist and while she's a little socially dysfunctional it's not to the unbelievable extreme that some of the other, similar characters are on TV. I did like the lack of supernatural shenanigans, that she was pretty much always right (until the season before which was a bit disappointing) and somehow the romance between Brennan and Booth doesn't try my patience in the way that other series' handle the same sort of situation. It's a bit of a mystery why I like this show so much, I don't like other forensic procedurals like CSI etc but there's some combination of factors that makes Bones great for me.
Great and formative shows of my childhood/Adolescene would include...
Dr Who, Robin of Sherwood (dark haired Robin), Knightmare, Blake's Seven, Day of the Triffids (80s series version), The Adventure Game, The Great Egg Race, Number 73, Get Fresh, Round the Bend, Robotech, Voltron, Battle of the Planets, Mr Ben, Buck Rogers, Starfleet, The Muppet Show, Terrahawks, Stingray, Tomorrow's World, The Goodies, Monty Python's Flying Circus, The Mary Whitehouse Experience, The Kenny Everett Television Show, Jigsaw (terrifying), The Flumps, Bagpus, Ivor the Engine, Captain Pugwash, Jamie and his Magic Torch, The Perishers, Paddington Bear.
Is it really any wonder I turned out as I did?