So Desperately Bored and Grumpy
A non-post on this blog, featuring nothing of interest
I’m in that unshakeable mood, that insidious state of mind, where nothing that I can do affords me any relief from being proper miserable.
I’ve tried cleaning, cooking, scooting around the web, trying to placate arguments on Soundaloud, arguing with people on Soundaloud, drinking nearly a bottle of wine, finishing a song, learning a song, eating cheese, talking to the cat, arguing with the cat, sorting finances, dancing the grim fandango… and still here I am, grumpy.
Roll on April 15th...
Petros Petros Phlegmatic
posted by Pisco Sour Hour @ 12:23 PM
3 Comments:
Why not pick up the 'phone and speak with that 'forever fun' man that goes by the name of Phil Collins but in certain quarters is called Dad. Perhaps a little thank you for the ace pressie sent through the post (and it's not Christmas or Petros Pete's birthday) might make the bored and grumpy one feel so much better. Alternatively you could laugh at the following 'joke' (although I have to say I coudn't as I have too much respect for the person in question).
"They say it will take two weeks to make Gene Pitney's coffin from oak but only 24 hours from balsa"
Frolicking Phil
I am throughly chastised.
Or you can plan your first trip to London to come visit me when I return to the motherland in September.
Transatlantic Sage
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