Hello, my name is Jess and I haven't had a drink in about two minutes.

I actually fucking hate my tv. It won't play my Eddie Izzard video, and I am in the mood for it.

This may have something to do with the fact that modern day gadgetry doesn't recognise VHS and have nothing to do with the tv, but its the closest thing to me, and I'm going to blame it.


*blame*



Anyway, onto more pressing matters. This blog story I promised you? Not gonna happen, dear readers. I am currently working on another project. One which will blow your minds! If it ever gets published. If it ever gets finished.
My muse appears to have gone on a holiday. My imagination drank far too much and is now asleep in the corner. He's going to have one bastard of a hangover in the morning. My ideas are lounging about, lazy gits that they are, completely bored that they aren't being put to good use.
Therefore, nothing is currently happening with said project.
But that which has been written is rather good.
Not to blow my own trumpet or anything.
TOOT.

So, what's been goin' down on my side of town in the past few months?
Well.
I figured out I have been to someone's house/tent drinking every weekend for the past month. Which means I have a social life. I am POPULAR. In a fashion.
But I'm pretty sure that's bad. It makes me feel as though I am on the verge of alcoholism. I sincerely hope not. I never used to go out this much.
Saying that, I have had a severe lack of hangovers. Yay for me.

Oh. I appear to be meandering into pessimism.
Sod it.
Live life to the full.
I certainly do.
After all, you only get one. Why waste it with worry?

My, that sounds almost philisophical.
Until next time, my darlings.

I think some love for you all today. Peace?
She's buggered off to the pub.

xxx