So, as I was saying: blah, blah, blah, blah, rabbit, rabbit, rabbit, rabbit, bellyache, bellyache, bellyache, bellyache...
The problem I have with blogging is that I live on a tiny rock in the Caribbean. Not a lot happens. Not compared to the big wide world. So I am left with the contents of my frazzled brain to spew out my so called theories and feelings. It can all become a bit self indulgent, and who here really wants to listen to my crap. Who the fuck am I anyway? Just an Irish Arab lost in the world and drifting through it. Ho hum...
The problem I have with blogging is that I live on a tiny rock in the Caribbean. Not a lot happens. Not compared to the big wide world. So I am left with the contents of my frazzled brain to spew out my so called theories and feelings. It can all become a bit self indulgent, and who here really wants to listen to my crap. Who the fuck am I anyway? Just an Irish Arab lost in the world and drifting through it. Ho hum...
abbiss:
I don't live on a rock but in pastures.... Anyway, nothing happens...
nabil:
I suppose we should be grateful as many people would love our quiet life. Those in violent cities, war zones etc...