I may be an 80s child…

… but I sure as hell hate the hairstyles that were sported in said decade.
Mullets, the lot of them. But Pat Sharp was/is a deity; all hail Pat Sharp!

Mullets of the 80's.
Image taken from Wikipedia (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/9b/Funhousesharp.gif)

Hehe. Yes, I know it’s 04:22 (at time of writing) and I should be in bed, asleep, but I thought this would be the best opportunity to do some blogging.

And I’m not drunk. I’m completely sober. For a change.

Now, allow me to recount the past number of months in a succinct and compact fashion: Since my last, proper, post dated March 16th, I have (in possibly chronological order)

  • lied
  • been found out
  • revised
  • taken exams
  • bought presents
  • visited people
  • broken promises
  • missed people
  • moved into an empty house
  • been dumped (not as brutal as it sounds)
  • broken down
  • been betrayed (more brutal than it sounds)
  • got over it all (outwardly)
  • changed my outlook on life (inwardly)
  • met (more) nice people

Hmmm, I originally thought there’d be less on that list… Meh! (The one thing that /hasn’t/ changed about me - apathy ;) )

So, this means that I’m going to have more time to devote to blogging. In theory.

However, I’m hoping not to go into lengthy diatribe about stuff as, to be quite honest, diatribe makes my feet smell. Well, not really - I just couldn’t think of an alternative before I actually typed that in.

Digression alert: “Release your inhibitions and feel the rain on your skin.” Good advice, if it was BLOODY RAINING!!! *sigh* Natasha Bedingfield has some strange lyrics.

Yes. I am (was) listening to Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield… Problem? There’s the door. Right. Click.

OK. Digression over. I must comment on the nice people I have met recently: both work in the Union (which shows where I’ve been spending most of my time this summer while I’ve not been on WoW), and both are female.
I can guess what y’all may be thinking: “Bloody hell, he’s going to try and get off with one of these girls in an attempt to make himself feel better.” (or stuff to that effect, possibly containing the words “rebound” and “woman-hater :-D ) so I say, “Yeah, and?” :-P
Happiness is a commodity that is in scarce amounts at the moment - I don’t see why I can’t delude myself to keep myself happy. It’s worked in the past.

Gah… I’ve just remembered (like I could forget) that I can’t blog about people/events in the Union, as I’m still an employee. Ah, well! I’ll just menion though, that I’ve worked with one of these lovely girls, and it was a pleasure. Eye-candy is always good to work with ;-)

Finally: the all-new and improved me! I’m eating, semi-regularly, and semi-healthily. My mental state, although still fragile and most likely susceptible to a demonic possession/psychotic episode, is stable. And I’m changing my attitudes to certain things. Which has been long overdue. Go me!

Anyways, must get some sleep (it’s currently 05:09),
Laters y’all
:o)

PS: Reading some of my previous posts, I think my attitude changes can’t have come at a better time. Or maybe they could. Pfft!

One Response to “I may be an 80s child…”

  1. butachious bitch Says:

    sounds cool man i am an 80’s child too…….. rock on

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