A Morning, Thus Far

Things I have done today:

• Woke up.
• Listened to Welcome to the Jungle on Youtube.
• Showered.
• Breakfast (Porridge)
• Fucked around on Facebook.
• Made coffee.
• Drank coffee.
• Instagramed a photograph of comic books going into storage.

A photo posted by Peter M Ball (@petermball) on Apr 12, 2016 at 2:59pm PDT

• Answered questions about said photograph on Facebook.
• Answered questions about my shoe collection on facebook.
• Assured people that I no longer own all these Chuck Taylors:

A photo posted by Peter M Ball (@petermball) on Apr 12, 2016 at 12:11am PDT

• No, really.
• Made more coffee.
• Drank more coffee.
• Nick Cave videos on Youtube.
• Searched for a list of all the people in the Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow film clip, since it’s full of people I vaguely recognise and people I actually recognise, and the former is really starting to irritate me.
• Re-watched the Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow clip and thought: “What the fuck is going on with that dress.”
• Felt sad that I will never look as good, in a suit, as Nick Cave.
• Felt sad that I will never look as good, in a suit, as Noah Taylor.
• Felt really sad that I will never look as good, in a suit, as a slightly puffy, middle-aged Jason Donovan.
• Realised all of this is the reason I do not own a suit.
• Coffee.
• Thought: “I should write a blog post.”
• Thought: “Meh.”
• Made coffee.
• Drank coffee.
• Thought: “No, really. I should write a blog post.”
• Thought: “I have absolutely nothing useful to say about writing today.”
• Wrote this blog post.
• Coffee.
• Nick Cave.
• Hit Publish.