28 January 2007
Things that are wrong
1. The burst blood vessel in my eye. (I look like Satan.)
2. The crick in my neck. (If you sit on my left, I can't turn to face you.)
3. The blood in my ear. (Where did that come from?)
And that's without giving you detail on the lady-plumbing thing.
It is possible that I am falling apart.
2. The crick in my neck. (If you sit on my left, I can't turn to face you.)
3. The blood in my ear. (Where did that come from?)
And that's without giving you detail on the lady-plumbing thing.
It is possible that I am falling apart.
27 January 2007
25 January 2007
Will somebody please
tell my eye that it's my legs that don't work.
It's been thirty years. I s'pose it's only fair that they want a piece of the action.
It's been thirty years. I s'pose it's only fair that they want a piece of the action.
20 January 2007
17 January 2007
14 January 2007
Ethics
I have just completed a story which involves a double-use of the word 'cunt'. And I feel each was entirely justified.
You may not agree but I don't care.
Thank you.
You may not agree but I don't care.
Thank you.
13 January 2007
08 January 2007
Exhausted
Really. Not just in a moany-cripple-my-knee-hurts-way. And I know. I know.
We've hardly started.
We've hardly started.
07 January 2007
05 January 2007
See you in 6 weeks
If I could just bury my head in the sand for a bit, that would be much appreciated. Thanks.