Writer’s block.

I swear.

It’s like some fucked up mental thing. Blog posts pop into my head at random hours and totally unbloggable times….and they keep gnawing away, nagging to be written. Then when the broadband finally arrives…I’m left staring at a blank screen, wondering why the fuck…?

Recommends : The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid – Bill Bryson.

Current music : On every street – Dire Straits.