I wish the British media would be more honest about their interviewees. "We couldn't get anyone qualified who was willing to comment in line with our ideological biases so here's some twat from a think tank, who has only the credibility our captions grant."
Haha, as if my oven shelves are clean enough to cook on! He’s having a laugh.
It’s a constant struggle keeping on top of it, isn’t it. I have to wait for the chicken to cool down before I can go back upstairs, so I’ll nibble away at it over the next half hour.
I once asked my mum what the Swinging 60’s were like and she relied, ‘Pah, they weren’t swinging anywhere except for a few streets in London’. I always remember that when people hype up particular parts of the past.
And why haven’t any of Gail Carringer’s books been adapted? Her gay ones are way too spicy but Parasol would be a fab universe to televise.
Yes, I can tell that it’s just exhaustion but it’s tedious all the same. Here’s hoping tomorrow is a better day for both of us.
That sucks, I’m sorry. I’ve massively overdone it so I am also feeling utterly pants today. And it’s hitting like depression, because I’m in that ‘too exhausted to manage cheerfulness’ state.
I often think people are in love with the idea of being creative but actually what you need to love is the process itself because that’s the bit you’re going to be doing!