Things to do ( Read more... )

Regular updates are too optimistic. I am a machine. Insert caffine and alchohol, I produce piss and writing ( Read more... )

New Years resolution: Write 3000 words every week.

Watch this space: Next thursday, there will be a column here.

My Christmas ( Read more... )

My mother started an argument with me by asking me if I was ever suicidal, then calling me a selfish bastard for wanting to leave her alone in her old age when I said I was.

Friday, November 21st ( Read more... )

After a entertaining but short feverish dream where I tried to turn off the pain, I finally gave up trying to sleep tonight, and went to the dentist. The dentist took one look in my mouth, said 'Oooh, yeah. You're gonna need a root canal.', and slapped a temporary filling in my mouth ( Read more... )

Two entries tonight ( Read more... )

I would just be happy if nothing would happen for a little while. Really ( Read more... )

I got a date. Wooo! I'll post all the gory details later.