The Peter O'Philes

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Not A Great Post

Fucking shit dildo crap basket faggot hotel bullshit. I'm not big on sounding like a whiny little bitch but I've been ill for the last three bastard fucking weeks. Nothing serious but even a cold, combined with a healthy nicotine intake, can lead to some interesting coughing and breathing issues.

As a result, I haven't slept properly in about two weeks. I look like a fucking panda bear skeleton, with my huge sunken eyes (only slightly worse than usual) and everything I see is painted through a thin film of grey and viewed from inside a fog of dull irritation (as opposed to the usual sharp anger). Thanks to this ongoing AIDS situation, everything I've written for this place recently has been too shit to even consider posting. Which means I'm going to have to go back and rewrite a whole load of cock at some point. Cuntballs.


In other news, I woke up this morning to find a shed load of fucking huge rolls of loft insulation on my front garden, they are now filling up the entire entrance hall to my house and most of the stairs. Delivered by mistake. I find myself wondering why shit like this doesn't seem to happen to other people. I haven't found any decent conclusion as yet (see the bit about how tired I am).

In other, other news, fucking Firefox just crashed. This is the second time I've spazzed out this cock load of jizz bubbles. The first fucking time I've seen it happen and typically, I hadn't saved. Proof that the world is made of cunts and shit after all.