Category: old blogging

today has been a long day and I’m very tired. Quite how I’m going to stay awake through tonight’s celebrations, I’m not sure, and I have loads of chores to do at home first too, before I can go out. And my blog entries are getting boring as well. guh.
In spite of all that, I’m feeling really cheerful. Why is it that when you get cheerful, you’re too tired or busy to enjoy it?

with tonight’s swansong for Claudette, I think many people will prove that they are not teetotallers. Cripes, it’s getting hard to include some of these words in a meaningful context.

Tonight sees a triple celebration: the splendid Ian’s birthday drinks part 1, the delightful Anne’s birthday drinks and the gorgeous Claudette’s farewell drinks. Ah yes, lots of drinks ahead. Thankfully, I have the day off tomorrow.

I have an evil duvet. Every day, it’s grip on my body seems to get stronger. This morning, I had to summon all my will and strength to fight free of its grip and drag myself into the waking world. I need to sleep more.

sorry – not drunk enough tonight for proper drunken post-pub blogging. Financial constraints meant I only shuffled out late for a quick couple of pints in the company of Paul F, Brenda, Greg and Dave (landlord of the Nags). Discussion (started by Brenda, honest) focussed speculation on the size of Rebekah’s nipples. hmm. Large possibly, although I am not convinced (Rebekah is the barmaid in the Nags, and has the biggest breasts of any woman I have ever met). Anyone know for sure?

oh bugger. my head has slipped into neutral. must be Friday.

Website Malkovichator – utterly brilliant (and nicked from Luke).

The preferred blogging list (in the navbar) now features a Tom A and a Tom C. Is there a Tom B with a quality blog to complete the set? Scary Tom?

Today’s blogging (and good mood) is brought to you by the letter M, this band and this man.

Here’s an interesting project. Looks like I am fairly middle-aged in blogging terms. (link nicked from Angie.)