Nothing much of any significance ever happens to me. This started occurring (or not occurring) round about 1988. This is when I started smoking Marijuana in condensed quantities. The last good thing was Neil Gaiman writing an episode of Doctor Who last week. The thing before that was my daughter being diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome. The thing before that was discovering I was able to produce sperm.
Expect nothing from this diary of sorts except me limiting my activity on this forum to this thread.
Mr Bean is on TV and my 6 year old is pissing himself laughing whilst I cringe. Rowan Atkinson is a cunt. As is Mel Smith (who interestingly developed a dependence for painkillers and thought it might be expedient to go on Mastermind off his fucking face).
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