On the subject of weird diseases I'm glad I don't have...
...we turn now to the Guardian.co.uk
No laughing matter
Every time Kay Underwood finds something funny her muscles become paralysed and she collapses.
Well that sucks. I've never heard of cataplexy, and I presume I probably wont for awhile. Apparently this attractive, 20 year old english girl hits the deck more than 40 times a day. Which seems to rule out a lot of future professions, off the top of my head being an auto racer, a tight rope walker, and that guy who juggles the fire rings on the boardwalk at Venice Beach. However, she might make for an entertaining Game Show host and it would be fun to see her try sky diving.
In other news, the situation with my residence is more and more uncertain. Two weeks might mean tomorrow and tomorrow might mean 4 months. Which is highly irritating to someone who is genuinely looking forward to moving on and forward with their life. Typically not a person who is unemployed, and even more so not a person to waste time unemployed sitting around waiting for something to develop, but I know that soon I'll be in San Fransisco with more then enough to keep me busy.
In the meantime, I expect to become more and more sarcastic, and offend more and more people as we go along.
Here's to what lies ahead. May we meet you with the unwavering refusal to learn from past mistakes that we always have. And may we have a beer in our hand and a fag in our mouth when that happens.
Ta.
No laughing matter
Every time Kay Underwood finds something funny her muscles become paralysed and she collapses.
Well that sucks. I've never heard of cataplexy, and I presume I probably wont for awhile. Apparently this attractive, 20 year old english girl hits the deck more than 40 times a day. Which seems to rule out a lot of future professions, off the top of my head being an auto racer, a tight rope walker, and that guy who juggles the fire rings on the boardwalk at Venice Beach. However, she might make for an entertaining Game Show host and it would be fun to see her try sky diving.
In other news, the situation with my residence is more and more uncertain. Two weeks might mean tomorrow and tomorrow might mean 4 months. Which is highly irritating to someone who is genuinely looking forward to moving on and forward with their life. Typically not a person who is unemployed, and even more so not a person to waste time unemployed sitting around waiting for something to develop, but I know that soon I'll be in San Fransisco with more then enough to keep me busy.
In the meantime, I expect to become more and more sarcastic, and offend more and more people as we go along.
Here's to what lies ahead. May we meet you with the unwavering refusal to learn from past mistakes that we always have. And may we have a beer in our hand and a fag in our mouth when that happens.
Ta.