A wee, probably about mouse-sized, lifetime ago I started this blog cos I was bored in work. It didn't really get a roll on. Turns out there are lots of very clever, funny, interesting people on the Blogger and I just ended up amusing myself with their posts and leaving small deposits all over the bit. Plus, trying to formulate sentences with the interminable drone of the stupid in your ear and the steady trickle of saliva from slack jaw to keyboard, was, to say the least, tricky. So, in the spirit of the New Year, and my renewed determination ( "determination" - a noun, meaning the act of fixing or settling on a purpose - just in case there is any confusion) to provide my shrinking brain with some much needed stimulus (Fucking Santa Claus. No Nintendo DS with the games for brains for me again this year. It all could have been so easy. It never is...) I'm going to give this blogging thing another go. Is the fact that I've just spent the last ten minutes trying to think of a better word than, "thing" a portent for failure? Perhaps. But I shall refuse to look at it. What about that my first post is somebody else's work (see above)? STOP poking me Portent! Are those hands even clean?!
Anyway, there now follows my post. It's from the Bible, Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 and someone had to die for me to bring it to you. Rest in peace Great Auntie Eschel. A very fine lady by all accounts and the daughter of the original Painted Ass.
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This post is made of win!
Welcome back to the blogosphere Bobs, and happy 2009! Good luck with the continued blogging and all the rest of it boozer.
NJM x
Haha, thanks Boo and right back at ya x
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