Frazzled
Here I am, dusting the cobwebs of this ‘ere blog. Not had chance to do anything with it lately, despite having 16 unfinished drafts about various things, still sitting forlornly, waiting to be completed. They’ll be waiting a while I reckon.
Not had a minute really. It’s been a mad few weeks. Work’s busy, which is great. But outside of work I feel like I’ve largely been drunk since the end of February. What with Six Nations frivolities with Jules, complete with the now infamous DonnchaPants; Paddy’s Day, Twestivals, Blog Awards, Leviathan, 30th Birthday parties, a visit from The Cousin & other random, impromptu nights out, my poor liver’s begun to audibly wince whenever boozing is mentioned.
I’m beginning to feel a bit frazzled to say the least. Not that it’ll stop me, I’ll sleep when I’m dead. Besides, the parents are over this weekend and there are more festivities planned for that. So, for now, I shall continue to burn the candle at both ends, like thus…
That’s a visual metaphor of me, burning the aforementioned candle, at both of the equally aforementioned, ends. NOT setting fire to my own farts. To be clear. I don’t do that, because, well, I’m, not four-fucking-teen for starters.
Don’t light your own farts kids. It’s not big, it’s not clever and there’s always the risk that if you try to hard to fart you’ll shart and then we’re in a whole other world of pain.
I’ve gone off on a tangent, but fuck it, my point stands. Whatever it was.
I’ve started drinking again….I normally don’t bother with it as it makes me into an asshole….no really….but it helps with the forgetting….like this season…i’d like to forget it…..
Errrm, we’re still waiting for the blog post which highlights the awesome friends you have. I’m just saying like…
@Manuel – *sobs* this season… what a waste of time. overhaul this summer please Mr F.
@Dan – er, i refer you to this… http://curlydena.com/index.php/2009/10/06/the-real-me/
and now they are tempting us with glimmers of hope…glimmers I tells ye….