The northlondonhippy

I really need to make notes of good ideas when I have them because now that I’ve sat down to write some­thing, my mind has gone blank.

I’ve been awake since 7am and its just gone 2pm, that’s 7 hours already. It wouldn’t mat­ter, except that I’m work­ing tonight, in another 8 hours and I really should be hav­ing a wee rest. I’m not, though. I’m sit­ting here for­go­ing sleep so I can main­tain my “one post per day for 100 days” nonsense.

I’m dri­ving myself mad, try­ing to remem­ber a great idea I had for today’s sub­ject; it came to me just as I was drift­ing off to sleep last night. I can remem­ber think­ing it was a wicked idea, I just can’t for the life of me remem­ber what it was. It’s very annoying.

I guess its a pisser for you too, since you turned up at my site expect­ing some­thing that would change your life in all sorts of won­der­ful ways and all I’m offer­ing you is a load of half-baked excuses and oblique ref­er­ences to some great topic that I promptly for­got sec­onds after think­ing of it.

Maybe it was bet­ter when I only posted once or twice a week. You got far less of these ram­bling, unfo­cussed pieces which pro­vide noth­ing but a few cheap laughs at my expense.

Fuck it, I’m here, I’ve started, so you’ll have to deal with it.

I’m not going to deliver a win­ner every day. Some days. I’m going to hunch over my key­board, let out a big yawn and strug­gle to fill a page with ran­dom crap from my head.

My head is full of so much ran­dom crap, it’s not a prob­lem giv­ing it a lit­tle squeeze and extract­ing some of it for your enter­tain­ment and amusement.

Maybe I need to squeeze harder?

I just can’t be both­ered, today. Sorry. I can’t stop yawning.

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