April, 2017 - Ina Disguise

Boris Johnson Experience Progress

I have finally given up on the Gamebia Project, as the flannel continued from the apparently bemused project leader in The Gambia. The last straw was his failing to identify his own phone number on the email account central to the project. I am usually more stubborn about forcing things to work, but this was too tiresome. The last thing I need is another person who apparently thinks feeding himself is some sort of big favour to me.

So I am back on track with the Boris Experience. Biographies have been read, philosophy has been skimmed, furniture now has resin to finish the first pieces.

So then, Jemima Khan, Darius Guppy, and Bordello Rhetoric, the first furniture pieces will be complete in the next month, enabling me to concentrate on Iain Duncan Smith, Theresa May, and a few other surprises.

I have also started work on another epic carpet, which is provisionally entitled Boris without artifice. Boris has apparently reawakened my subtle side, although Bordello Rhetoric is as flash as I get, which is extremely blingy.

I am considering an application to Four Rooms once I have got to the point of doing a press release and released Lucifer Ogilvie, the alternative Boris Johnson.

I was laughing rather today, as I considered that not one but two ex boyfriends over the years had thought they were being disparaging when they asserted that I would much rather be shagging Boris.

“Any sensible red blooded woman would.” was my rather bemused reply. “Apart from his lack of responsibility with women, and his horrible sister he is approaching perfection.” I see from one of the biographies that Rachel is friends with the Earl of Glasgow and family, which figures given my experience of them. The biographer referred to them as qualifying her as linked with the blue-blooded, and the Glasgows are not a particularly good example of that.

In the real world, Boris is probably too scruffy for me. I share his love of scruffy vanity, and so I appreciate a snappy dresser. I rather like to see a chap dressing beautifully whilst I shuffle about in rancid plimsoles and glue covered clothes. I avoid brushing my hair and tend to have at least one bit of wool and some paint stains. Two vain scruffs do not a pretty sight make.

Anyway, that is the news, currently. I am considering turning the blog over to doing reviews of luxury goods, since that will inevitably put the website on a better footing for future work, so perhaps I will take a crack at that in the near future.

Ina

The Gamebia Project Update 2 and Boris Johnson

I know I haven’t been posting a lot recently. Mother has been in hospital and I am a bit stressed about a forthcoming court appearance as I continue to attempt to run a family of exceptionally stupid and vindictive people who seem intent on making people unhappy just because they can.

The furniture is significantly held back by lack of funds at the moment. The hazard of making more expensive items is that they require more money to develop. So far I think I have the new principle about half right, but it will take another £600 or so to finish the first few pieces and free up space for the next six, never mind finish them.

The distraction of the Gamebia Project has meant that I have not started working on the book for Boris as yet. I have some background reading still to do, although some of the biographies are less than flattering so far. I can see why Boris withdrew authorisation from one of them, as I find myself liking him and Stanley, in particular less and less as I read it. Not my cup of tea at all, but then I am wildly unsuccessful at social climbing or making money, unlike them. It apparently pays to be a cold and selfish fish.

I am selling off the detritus from the Gamebia Project as progress seems to be exceptionally slow. I am still being updated by my former friend, although I suspect he is only bothering because he thinks he will get more stuff that way and I have lost interest entirely due to the very slow pace of development. People often think films have to be epic slogs, but when you need to put out two a day you have to be a little bit more pragmatic. At the rate he is working, he will never make any money from youtube, and he has not even attempted to create the project on fiverr, which on my schedule would have started paying for his rice by now.

So much for trying to help people that cannot be helped. The subject of the project apparently only sees one word in ten that I write, and so he has no idea how the project has to be managed. As he has now stopped pestering me online every time I am on, as he did before he got the equipment, I cannot even repeat the same information ad infinitum to put him on the correct track.

So, I think the next affordable bit of product development is going to be the range of shoes I was planning, which has an initial outlay of about a hundred pounds or so. The Gamebia has, due to cashflow issues, left me without even that for the forseeable future, so I am understandably nervous about going ahead.

The games project and the writing then, since it costs me nothing. I could have farmed some of the work for the game out, if my Gambian friend had paid any attention to what I was saying, but I am having to do it myself.

Getting very bored with pacing myself for normal people. It seems piteously slow. I guess that is how my former muse, Wolfe felt. Nobody sees your vision like you do, and anything else seems like a distraction if you don’t pay attention to the lesson you are learning.