Ever have one of those weeks?
Yeah, I just had one. Work / Non Work / Friend / Non Friend. Nothing seemed to go right. And that thing I broke ... well it does indeed seem irreparable.
Suffice to say ... this week was well fucked. And not in the good Las Vegas way.
Still, I got this little patch of e-space to call my own. It's kind of like an allotment I guess. You know, like those tiny squares of farmland you can rent to grow vegies on or, in every cop drama I have ever seen that featured one, bury something valuable in.
That's what blogging is. E-allotments. And other would be "gardeners" come over and admire what you've grown. Or, in the case of fuckwits that rawk up, disparage your garden as some kind of snobbery before running off hooting with laughter and in to the night.
I hope your week was better than mine. Can't see how it wouldn't be. Still, where there's tomorrow, there's always hope for an improvement right?
Peace out my peeps. As ever, shizzle.