March 27th - I love my dog, as much as I love you.
Things that happens over and over again often lose their shine, and yet some can still hold the power to mesmerise you. I'm thinking of the Aurorae Borealis, El Nino and the fact that no matter where I open a packet of cheese anywhere in my house my dog can smell it, and come running, I'm talking four/five rooms away.
Anyway, that was a way to bring my dog into this tale. I just wanted to say that regardless of the name of this blog, I have never, nor will I, ever punch a dog in the heart. In fact I love my dog, much more than I love you.
I'm back in bed, with a few bottles of the King of Beers, some decent duck pate and a rather large crusty loaf. Yeah I feel like Caligula too. Getting fucking crumbs everywhere.
Work was OK last night, numbers, numbers, numbers. Squeezed in a laugh as well, my favourite as well, at others expense, but in a nice way.
Watched Masterchef semi final, it was OK, Terry got through, so all is well.
Beautiful fucking song.
Well written Blog.
Art. Isn't it?
Anyway, that was a way to bring my dog into this tale. I just wanted to say that regardless of the name of this blog, I have never, nor will I, ever punch a dog in the heart. In fact I love my dog, much more than I love you.
I'm back in bed, with a few bottles of the King of Beers, some decent duck pate and a rather large crusty loaf. Yeah I feel like Caligula too. Getting fucking crumbs everywhere.
Work was OK last night, numbers, numbers, numbers. Squeezed in a laugh as well, my favourite as well, at others expense, but in a nice way.
Watched Masterchef semi final, it was OK, Terry got through, so all is well.
Beautiful fucking song.
Well written Blog.
Art. Isn't it?
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