I’ve been slipping again lately, so I’m making a concentrated effort to stop procrastinating.
I seem to spend half my life not able to do things and the other half putting them off. So no more!
So far in the last week I’ve completely reinstalled my blog and all the plug-ins and it’s running much faster with a nice clean database, so it was worth the effort.
So it seems it’s that time of year again…
Yep that’s right, it’s time for another barrage of weeping, wailing, begging and sob stories, collectively known as the X-Factor, Britain’s equivalent of American Idol for those that don’t know.
For anyone who doesn’t know, the X-Factor has 4 judges and 4 categories, over 25’s groups, under 25 boys and and under 25 girls. After they narrow it down at boot camp, each judge gets a category to mentor.
They’re currently showing the final episode before the live shows were we get to see who gets through, and I’ve just figured out what’s missing.
They need a fifth judge
The good news, my trip to the Chinese Doctor last week was productive, and the herbs seem to be having an effect.
The bad news, it’s not doing anything to make me less irritable.
And the ugly news… Daddy’s in getting a nose job!
Apologies for the blogging break, but there’s just not been anything worth writing about.
Lets see… What’s been going on…
Well, I still have the neck of a lizard, only now I seem to be part lobster, part lizard and part panda, as you can see from the photos below…
Oh and I also have the bowel of a pregnant woman…
Next time I have the bright idea to go to the doctors and actually take the antibiotics they prescribe…
Somebody…
Anybody…
Please, just… TALK ME OUT OF IT!!!!
Am I too young to be thinking about incontinence pads?
I currently have the urge to do copious amounts of swearing.
And as anyone who knows me will testify, that is not like me at all… The last time I had the urge to swear (which I gave in to in the end) was around 1987…
So it’s safe to say, I’m not a happy fraggle!
I went to the doctors earlier in the week to find out about this rash on my neck.
My eyes, my eyes!
Well, technically that should be my eyebrows, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
It’s been kind of a rough week, which partly explains the lack of entries (it’s also down to nothing interesting to write about too…)
There’s been good news, bad news (nothing bad, just news of the non-good kind, rather than “bad news” as such)
Of course, as is usually the case in these instances, even the good things have a slap in the face following close behind, just to keep my feet on the ground (or 6 feet under at least!)
So… Last Wednesday was the first thing of note…
Why is it so hard to get good quality stuff any more?
We’ve been told for years that we’re now living in a throw-away society, yet at the same time we’re told to cut down on packaging, cut down on purchases, recycle more…
How?
You buy an expensive piece of equipment, it breaks 2 days after the warranty runs out, but you can’t get it replaced because (according to the manufacturer) it isn’t cost effective, it would cost more to repair than it does to buy a new one.
Although you have to love how they don’t give you the option of repair to judge the cost for yourself.
It’s that time of year again.
Time to go rushing out to show your significant other how much you love them by showering them with chocolates, flowers and sexy lingerie.
Because after all, nothing says I love you like saturated fats, dead vegetation and slutty underwear.
I’ve now come to the conclusion I just don’t do any of our modern “celebrations”. (more…)
You know I’m beginning to wonder just when it was I got so old.
Well I say old, I’m either getting old, or I’m just so sad and generally dull little fraggle.
Either way you look at it, neither of these options are particularly good things.
I think the problem isn’t so much I’m getting old as everyone else seems to be getting young, at least that’s what I keep telling myself.
