Nobody likes weasels

Glastonbury 2008

Ugh. I'm so bored of myself...


I've been sitting here just now writing a blog post about how rubbish I've been feeling recently. WOE IS ME. Then I decided to metaphorically kick myself in the face/arse/life and sort it out. Because I'm ok. Kind of. I'm.... numb. Yes, numb. That's the best way to describe it.

I may be sad and confused and hurt. But I'm not dying.

Other bad things that I could be but that I am not:

• A weasel. Nobody likes weasels.
• Gordon Brown. Nobody likes Gordon Brown.
• Mahmoud Ahmadinnerjacket. Nobody likes him either.
• Semolina. Nuff said.
  

So, instead of forcing my woe upon you, I shall force my joy upon you. That sounds ever so slightly rude, but I'm leaving it.

Things that I am currently excited about:

• Glastonbury Festival. Yessirree! In 5, count 'em, 5 days I shall be sitting quite happily, cider in hand, in one of my favourite places in the whole world. The weather forecast is more wonderful than I could ever hope for, even in my wildest dreams. I intend to dance, drink, eat, laugh, fall over and forget drink a bit more. Hurrah!
• A potential trip to Scotland to visit at least one wonderful girl blogger.
• A barbecue tomorrow with some of my closest friends, followed by an evening of drunken debauchery and certain shame in Manchester.
• The Cheshire Show next Tuesday. Nothing floats my boat quite like a big agricultural show with a) pig judging, b) food tents giving away cheese samples and c) farmers in straw boaters. Love it.
• Buying a DSLR camera with my hefty tax rebate that came through today. Tasty.
• A Summer filled with beer gardens, friends, festivals, a cheap and cheerful holiday (hopefully) and laughter.