The royal we. You know. There’s only me here, me and my delusions of grandieur. My last post was March 17th. It is now juuuust about May 31st, and that means I didn’t bother with this blog which I pay good money for, for at least… *counts on fingers* two months and some more time. Hi, party people! Reading… people! Whoever you are. Greetings of … Continue reading Annnnnd… We’re Back!
My uncle, who I’ll simply call “H”, had quite a life. From a difficult upbringing to drugs and alcohol, he lived life recklessly quite often. He was a mass of contradictions, full of absurd humour, strange beliefs and opinions, genuinely intelligent observations, sometimes a dash of bitterness. He could be the most thoughtless person at times, and other times he was the sweetest and most … Continue reading The Song is Ended, but the Melody Lingers on…
Really, really old me. My body feels twice my age right now, and it has for quite a while. Welcome to my laundry list of complaints. I’m tired, so tired. Exhausted, really. All day, every day. My head hurts, my neck hurts, my shoulder hurts, my stomach hurts. I have reflux, and my iron levels are low, and when I got increasingly cold and tired … Continue reading Dear Diary – New Year, Old Me
Lists are fun. Today, okay not quite, there are juuuust under 3 hours left, so tomorrow, but today in Australia anyway, but I digress – I’m 38 years old. I didn’t get a trophy. Oh well. Since I had so much fun with -20- I decided to roll there again. Maybe eventually I’ll get every single/double digit number somehow, or maybe everyone will just get … Continue reading -38-