Friday 12 January 2007

the spirit of the ones that have fallen

Well.. this must be my nth blog (blog?) that begins with "well"

So, you bastards, how are you all doing? I am once again struggling with the intricacies of drunken typing, the letters swirling to form the square of the hypotenurofen tomorrow I think. Follow at your peril.

Drunk and disorderly is not the way forward - ask any decent Englishman in prison. Australians. Irish.

I will go to rest my weary head. I have no dog, and the weight of the world rests snugly on my shoulders. Slime-sucking claustrophobes, all of y'all. Tomorrow is another ripe oyster.

God I need a job.

No comments: