One of Those Days
February 20, 2012 § 45 Comments
So far today, one of those days, I seem to have nothing to say about being a plankton, or anything else for that matter. My brain and heart have gone. While fuck all is going on in my life, I am worried I am just whinging on and on, and I am not a moaner by nature. Perhaps it’s just because half-term is over, I am tired, and scared about work and life and what have you. As if I couldn’t have been using my time better of a working Monday morning, I have just been looking at a dating site and I can’t say the process has lifted my mood, but I shall persist.
Meanwhile, with nothing remotely planky to report except repetitive gloom, today’s is a feeble post to end all feeble posts: I can only say I have never watched any of the best TV series about which everyone talks and raves and then gets the box sets, not The Wire, not West Wing, not Mad Men, not The Sopranos, not The Killing, none of them, but I watched Homeland on Channel 4 last night and was completely and utterly gripped.
That’s me, a goner on Sunday nights for the next eleven weeks.
Something to look forward to because, frankly – shoot me down – there’s fuck all else except my latte and a visit from a TV aerial man some time between now and kingdom come. But even the modest former probably ain’t gonna happen today as it is rather precluded by imprisonment in my own home whilst awaiting the latter.