So… why haven’t I blogged recently?
Cos I’m pretty content. Happy.
But wait! Does that mean I’m all out of whatever the mid-30s version of angst is? Nope, still got plenty to rage about. A few examples, just to redress the balance
- Jools Holland. What a smug bastard. ‘ooh, look at me with all my famous friends, who just happened to stop by’. Yes, we get it. Even your music has an air of smug about it. Pah!
- So, you’re waiting for a bus. Generally I have either my bus pass or money ready for said bus. After all, I am waiting for a bus, I know what to expect, I know how to prepare for the experience. That what the fuck is it with those people (I’m generalising, I mean ‘those women’) who wait until they are on the bus, face to face with the driver, and only then do they start fishing in a bag the size of something I would pack for a 3 month holiday, for their purse, pass, change, etc. Bah!
- Youths. DAMN KIDS, GET OFF MY LAWN. meh.