Rage against the machine

Meaningful or meaningless?

Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008

Hi there? How’s things? Nice weather we’re having….
Um.
So I’ve been a whole lot of nutcase a little bit craazzy of late.  I’d blame the French, except they’re not the ones still waking me up for a feed once or twice a night now that they are in their own room. No names mentioned, miss E […]

Not that you needed to know

Wednesday, August 27th, 2008

Everything is not fucking fine.
Let’s leave it at that shall we?

Postcards from the edge

Friday, August 8th, 2008

To whom it may concern at Huggies Inc,
I have lined your pockets with many dollars over the past three and a half years, initially because of the fact that the scary plasti-chemical combo you include in your nappies is the only one not to give my oldest daughter nappy rash.
So please tell me why my […]

There goes my crack at immortality

Sunday, May 18th, 2008

I discovered my first two grey hairs this morning.
As I frantically ripped the little fuckers from my head it occurred to me that I have no idea how long they have been there, or how many others there are that I just can’t see with my obviously age related failing eyesight.
Which leads me to one […]