Hello once again, that great yawning chasm of black oblivious cyberspace that isn't reading this, much less gives a damn!
Today I'm off work and am doing the laundry. Like I said yesterday, what an amazing life I lead!
I'm also trying to work on my novel. The damn thing's sooooooo close to being finished in it's rough workprint version I can smell it.
Once it's done I can go through it with a fine tooth comb, tuning it so that it's stylistically the same all the way through. It's taken me nearly ten years on and off to complete so I need to make sure it's just right before I send it to publishers for approval. I can't work for Royal Mail as a postman the rest of my life as the job literally sucks the lifeforce out of you more year upon year.
I send a sycophantic message to Nixon Suicide when I joined SG hoping to hear from her, as I worship the woman. Still no joy and that's kinda depressing.
Oh well, I'd better get back to my laptop, and I can hear the washer finishing my first load of clothes for today already.
IT SUCKS TO BE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today I'm off work and am doing the laundry. Like I said yesterday, what an amazing life I lead!
I'm also trying to work on my novel. The damn thing's sooooooo close to being finished in it's rough workprint version I can smell it.
Once it's done I can go through it with a fine tooth comb, tuning it so that it's stylistically the same all the way through. It's taken me nearly ten years on and off to complete so I need to make sure it's just right before I send it to publishers for approval. I can't work for Royal Mail as a postman the rest of my life as the job literally sucks the lifeforce out of you more year upon year.
I send a sycophantic message to Nixon Suicide when I joined SG hoping to hear from her, as I worship the woman. Still no joy and that's kinda depressing.
Oh well, I'd better get back to my laptop, and I can hear the washer finishing my first load of clothes for today already.
IT SUCKS TO BE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!