This post is dedicated to that spherical bird.

This morning I had another appointment with the psychiatrist. It went pretty well today and a major point of the time there was figuring out that my teacher from Primary School, Mrs MacPhearson, was most likely a major contributor as without blabbing on too much a lot of the low-level but constant bullying she did to me (as well as a lot of other kids) has clear links to a lot of the things I percieve through my condition. On leaving the hospital I had mixed feelings; partly at peace for figuring out why I have the problems and therefore that it's not literally something wrong with me; but I was also pretty gutted that something relatively low-level that happened to me as a kid has had so much impact on me nearly a decade later.

The afternoon was spent packing things for moving whilst watching the USA match. It was pretty horiffic and it really should have been 3-2. Why that goal was disallowed I have no idea. One thing I noticed from the match was that when the camera cuts to a person in the crowd it amuses me how they wave at the screen rather than in the general direction of the camera, as though they are having some sort of out-of-body experience trying to garner the attention of themselves yet constantly having themselves looking away in a tragic display of limbo. Until the camera cuts back to the pitch and normal physical being is resumed.

Needless to say I was distracted from the packing during this match and after it finished I did a much better job with the 1986 Transformers Movie soundtrack blasting out.

This evening I obviously watched the England game. It was the most frustrating 90 minutes I have ever spent outside of work. England seemed capable of being good but played so flippantly, either as though they thought it was in the bag or in some state of apathy. Either way I was surprised when it continued through the second half; I'd have thought Capello would have kicked their arses a bit, but ah well. By next wednesday it is required that England have better strategies and start to give a shit as they now have to win their last match to qualify for the next round. I already mentioned on facebook who my man of the match is: see picture below.



The few minutes this hero bird was perched atop the goals in a defiant protest against the faggotry occuring on the pitch was literally the highlight of the whole match for me.

Song of the day is from the Transformers soundtrack. It's by Vince DiCola, the same composer who did the Rock IV Training montage. It's called Escape and it plays during an escape scene. There's really not much more to be said than it's amazing music, probably my favourite out of an incredible soundtrack.