I was rudely interrupted during my monthly blogging travels by a certain impending doom, meaning this had to go on hold for a bit whilst I tended to the much more important things in life: tearfully saying goodbye to all my friends and relatives, sampling an ASDA's-own roast chicken, completing Super Mario Galaxy 2, putting... Continue Reading →

I'm not even sure where I am right now. Well, spacially, I am: I'm in my room. But in terms of the progress of time, I'm not sure quite what's happening. My sleep pattern's all buggeried up and I believe that, even though I've fallen asleep about three times today, this is technically the second... Continue Reading →

Well, I only done gone and failed, di'n I?I managed to make it 15 days, and even though technically to me it's still Monday, technically to the world it's Tuesday because apparently midnight is the cut off point. Although, exactly which midnight is open to interpretation (in my head). Apparently, in the United States of... Continue Reading →

I've just about managed fourteen posts this month. You know what that means fact-fans, I'm 45.16% of the way through the month! Celebratory woop, moderately enthusiastic party popper, wave miniature flag on a cocktail stick, recklessly open champagne accidentally blinding random passer-by with the cork. I actually have none of these celebratory items, so am... Continue Reading →

Seven minutes to midnight. Am I gonna post something?- YesWhat?- ThisWhat have you been doing all day?- Who cares?We do!- Really?No.

Blogger has decided to go down meaning this has been delayed and all creative juices had been postponed earlier. What's more, it's decided to "temporarily" get rid of yesterday's entry for reasons too horrid to imagine. Let's imagine them anyway:Hypothetical reason one: Gremlins are stuck in the Blogger-system.Hypothetical reason two: That new notebook I ordered... Continue Reading →

I've said it once, I'll say it again: Hangovers are bad. They make you tired, they make you hungry, they make you want to die for a few hours, they make your poo smell even worse than normal poo should smell, and they prompt you to look inside your wallet to be greeted by a... Continue Reading →

My head's a bit dead today. I'm not sure if that's because I've done barely anything (surprise, surprise chuck) or if it's because I've had CBeebies on in the background for a considerable chunk of the afternoon. Why so? Because according to Miss BBC Writersroom Lady what came in to do a talk in yesterday's... Continue Reading →

Due to either sheer laziness at this present moment in time, or awesome time organisation and planning, I'll be bringing you two (ja, zwei!) different short pieces of free writing as inspired by a photograph und a quote from a seminar today that seven (ja, sieben) people showed up for. Hopefully, these two pieces can... Continue Reading →

Technically, I have three hours left to put something here under my own rules. However, the rules of my willpower forbid me from writing anything when I have nothing remotely interesting (or at least partly planned out in my head first), the rules of frozen chicken only permit me sixteen more minutes to take it... Continue Reading →