I just realised..
I feel sorry for electric devices flashing their happy red ‘I’ve completed my task!’ bulb before I go to bed and I don’t show any great enthusiasim.
I’ve come to believe all celebrities are pathologically unhinged, mainly because they actually believe they are different to you and I.
I see now that face book should be renamed stalkbook. It’s creepy thinking people I barely know, know exactly what I’m doing – to exact my revenge I secretly check up on them.
I’ve dreamed of being an author for years, like everyone else, I’m just not sure which story to tell, maybe I should just write it all down.
I can have a spark of brilliance so bright that it takes years to fade, but as I try and remember the brilliance, it slowly fades to nothing. And when it’s gone I sadly tell people about it but don’t remember why it’s brilliant.
I start tasks knowing I’ll never finish them, and yet my own job is about assigning people tasks and expecting them finished on time.
My driving is the most irratic thing in my life but I could drive my everyday route blind folded.
I’ve just come to realise PicPic IS the greatest game ever.



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