This is going to be a massive year. I’m 18 in 26 days for one, and I (hopefully) start university in the autumn, so it’s pretty much the most eventful year of my life so far. It hurts my head a little to picture where I’ll be and who I’ll be in 365 days time. … Continue reading »
Inflation
I’ve been checking all my figures counting my receipts And I’ve decided that time has come To close my account with you. Your interest rates are low The returns are next to nothing You’ve used up all your credit All borrow and no lend So now I’ve come to thinking that Our partnership should end. … Continue reading »
Chew after snacks and meals
I think I might be addicted to chewing gum. I’ve got an addictive personality, that’s for sure. Not in the “Oh my god, I love Bill, he’s so interesting I could spend years with him” sense, but the “when I do things I do them a lot and frequently” sense. For this reason I try … Continue reading »
Bon Anniversaire
It’s September, in case you needed reminding, and that means it’s been a year since I made this thing… AND WHAT A YEAR IT’S BEEN! No, I’m not a prick. It just felt right to say that. Blogging is a weird little pass-time in that you feel like a complete idiot doing it, and obviously … Continue reading »
We All Have Them
It’s time for a RANT! I’m fucking disappointed. 10 years is a long time. I’ve been alive for what feels like ages, but it’s only been 17 years – and spending 10 of those locked up is almost incomprehensible to me. But then again, so is the thought of murdering someone. As it should be … Continue reading »
Capital Gains
I’ve spent the last two days living a peculiar double life, a mix between a tradesman and a squatter. Me, the younger brother and a close friend agreed to help my dad out for a few days on a ‘big job’ up in London – basically tearing the insides out of a dingy little place … Continue reading »
Sprucing Down
My blog has had a facelift and, like all good facelifts, I’m not sure if it looks any better. Messing about with your blog’s face is an excellent time killing device. I’m sat here in my boxers and jumper, hiding in my room because the house is full of my Mum’s squawk-partners (I love them) … Continue reading »