1) I shall now become an official "crap blogger". Am too tired to even eat. Now that is bad. Have no thoughts in my head. Only echoes.
2) Work is hard. Who invented it? Die please.
3) What the frik is a hypol 1 mutant and what does it do?
4) an internet phone could solve all my woes because my commute is long. Could I write blog posts on one of them things? What about writing stories and things?
5) blogging is my therapy. I refuse to give up. Blogging about work is not a good idea though. Intellectual property, lawsuits, all that stuff is best avoided.
6) I love my duvet
7) sorry for being rubbish now. It must be the mushroom. All my wit went with the hair.
8) I miss you guys already. Reading blogs in the evenings is not quite the same somehow.
9) I did not blow anything up. Day 1, tick. England gets to die another day.