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.
- 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:
- 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.
