When I wake up, every muscle aches from the severe beating of the night before. I can’t easily open my eyes. They are glued shut with congealed blood, and it proves hard to wipe it away with both hands still tied behind my back.
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Woo. I’ve had nearly 300 hits. Or 30, if you discount my own. If anyone could explain why on earth they read this I would be delighted to learn. Use the comments. They took minutes to set up, and are still mostly empty.
Glastonbury tickets are totally screwed this year.
Aloud have really messed up. Unprecedented demand, they claim. Uh – it happens every year. Try learning.
Also, as I wasn’t sure if I would be able to go if I did get a ticket, I was intrigued by the refund details. On one page you are told that you can get a refund to 20 May. On another, it says no refunds. Ludicrous.
Hurrah for Richard Herring who wrote Fist of Fun with Stewart Lee.
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Let me know which is your favourite poem (of mine).
sometimes it would be so much easier to hit the motorway bridge
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Sadly no-one I know wants ot go to Glastonbury.
And I don’t want to go there alone.
So I won’t be going this year.
Arse.
Hurray for friends being ace.
Thanks.
Silaszone updated. Yay.