Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Black Turd

Profound cannot begin to describe the topics I had lined up for today. What with getting back to the island after a month away and being no nearer any sort of plan for the remainder of my miserable life I felt that perhaps I could find solace in sharing the exigencies of my life for the common good.

What did I come up with?

My shit was black this morning. I sat down for a long and reflective dump during which I would grapple with the topics teeming through my conciousness and settle on which one to publicly disect. Bish, bash, bosh, there it all was before the chill had even left the seat. Black and sloppy.

I've also got conjunctivitus a sore throat and a cold sore. Could it be bird flu? (I stopped over in Singapore for two hours you see).

Alternatively, I did burn the curry last night.

Maybe one of these emergency service blogs could help, do they do callouts I wonder.

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About Me

Despite compelling evidence to the contrary this was never meant to be about either beef or cheese, subjects in which I have little more than a passing interest. It is true however that the fates have recently conspired to find me work at a cheese factory but this is little more than a cruel, coincidental joke told at my expense.