I’ve decided to cull my favourite links and this one, I am not to touch, except to get back into the realm of writing. I have become a dead blogger, which is a sight that makes me sad. When I see people’s Myspace or WordPress accounts dried up and becoming a memory of what once was, I feel an eerie sense of an uncompleted task. I’m sure this phase will happen again, but until then I return . . .
The inspiration, naf as hell. Meryl Streep and Amy Adams in Julie and Julia.
I went with my mum last night to the Savoy Heaton Moor, as I love those bungle seats and raffle ticket stubs. We saw the above film due to a drunken phone call where I said I wanted to treat my mum to the cinema, treat being in the fact that I would take her to something I would prefer to bite wool rather than see.
Anyhow, I watched it and it was naf, but actually warmed my cockles to the fact that self made achievements and deadlines are not to be poo poohed too harshly. So today I return, to write in whatever way I can and for my own self and I think sanity might be the right word, but not sure.
I have pulled the plug on Facebook, as I have decided I don’t like it at all and the fact that it was so complicated to delete my account made me even more intrigued to do it. Once they’ve got you, they’ve got you good. So goodbye nositus, a word coined for my nosing in on people I don’t want to, which in turn makes me feel like a perverted little ferret.
I will get back to a slightly higher sense of what I like.
P.s. sorry if I spell things wrong please do tell, as I get carried away and write too quickly at times. That is assuming anybody reads this thing
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