Rage against the machine
Meaningful or meaningless?
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008Hi 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, 2008Everything is not fucking fine.
Let’s leave it at that shall we?
Postcards from the edge
Friday, August 8th, 2008To 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, 2008I 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 […]