Here are some of my rather weighty thoughts for today. Some are happy, some are sad, all of them are mine.
"Sword fights in space? really, what isn't to like?"
"How am I supposed to want to see her again when she's being so bitter, I mean I could barely put up with her moodiness when I was going out with her..."
"I'd love to say you'd love him, or even say he'd love you, but I have no idea if it's true or not, I never met him as an adult..."
"I wonder where my attraction to sesquipedalianism came from..."
"If I could find out the time and date of my own death I would, just so I could fake it month early and attend my own funeral..."
"'Yellowcard - Life of a Salesman' more of less perfectly describes my feelings towards my dad, it's freakish how accurate that song is. Also, cool track!"
"How many people realise that 'Madness - House of Fun' is about buying condoms..."
"I'm not bitter, I'm not really jaded or cynical either, just unflappably nonchalant about almost everything..."
"why don't they make those porridge sachets bigger? "
"what is with the being hungry thing? I mean really, would it kill me not to need feeding at all hours?"
"why do I still feel hungover?"
"how am I not going to starve next week?"
"...he had more degrees than a thermometer..."
"If I join the Army, I wonder what will happen to all the crap I have at home..."
"Just what the chuff can I do in Norwich with no money to my name whatsoever?"
If you read all that, well hurrah for you...
Fish