Where I attempt to go through my process of developing healthy mechanisms as virtually every corner of my life has been torn asunder... Oh, and I wax lyrical about the toilets at work.
Howdy doody! Yes, yes, I'm still alive. I know, believe me I know, I'm just as disappointed as you are. I write this, juiced to the nines on any kind of medicine I can successfully ingest while slathered in Vicks. My neck has become a potters field of Doritos, biscuits and varying meats of questionable origin. … Continue reading Killing Time is a slow way to die
Howdy doody! So I only did two posts last week. The reason being I thought it would be nice to go for something more light-hearted and have been doing up a post about my first proper relationship. Trying to get the right tone, make sure it's clear the jibes are aimed at my younger self … Continue reading Me, My Cringe and the Laydees*… Part One