Read this NOW:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/mippy/134105.html I have done one good thing already because of that. Now here are my ten wishes:
1. Manchester United's steady decline into mediocrity continues.
2. The people in my life have better fortune. (Sadly I'm not being totally selfless here; I just want less angst to deal with.)
3.
Christopher stops fannying about deleting his journal.
4. The Pentagon employs silencer technology to create a silent keyboard. Steven buys one.
5. Danny Wallace stops mentioning his horrendous ex-girlfriend in all future books.
6. Nettle tea arrives at my door right at that moment when you find you've got one bag left and have to start thinking about how and when you're going to get to a Holland & Barrett's (which are all miles from me) just to buy one sodding box of teabags.
7. Time goes mad and the world ends in 1987. On the upside, this means both The Smiths and Cheers went out at the height of their brilliance (instead of sullying their aceness with Morrissey's solo career and Rebecca).
8. Shelley Long wants to kiss my face.
9. Somebody writes me a letter. (And posts it to me.)
10. I don't lose the powers of alcoholic immortality bestowed upon me by the Carr gene.
Hmmm, well, I haven't given anyone much chance of granting any of my wishes, there, but hey, I have given you one gift - LAUGHTER! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!