The thing is…

July 5th, 2011

You know I haven’t really been here for a while. I think its twitter’s fault. Before twitter my random outpourings had nowhere to go but facebook, (and I’ve never really liked facebook. To me it was just the thing that filled the gap between myspace and what I now know to be twitter) so they ended up on here.

Dont get me wrong, I’m by no means a prolific twitterer, but when i think of odd little things, they’re seldom worth more that 140 characters anyway. I’m not the sort of person who writes blogs. I’ve just not got much to write. I live a fairly mundane (but very happy) life, nobody wants to read about that, and even less people want to read about what I did with a stubborn server this afternoon.

I’m not really sure where I’m going with this, but its the nearest thing to a blog post Ive written in a long time, so just… well… erm. Yeah.

You see.

Entry Filed under: Kev,Loins,Tragic

11 Comments

  • 1. Ian "Mac Mac Mac Mac" McIver  |  July 6th, 2011 at 07:45

    It struck a chord with my viso/volto.

    I think the only reason why I tweet so much is because of the self-imposed isolation, the lack of a further cohesive social circle outside of the close friends I’ve already got, and the very worrying fact that I’ve never been psych evaluated :) so the only way to stop the badgers from cleaning out my brain is to write down as much shit as I can no matter what it is or whether it makes sense.

  • 2. Kevil  |  July 6th, 2011 at 22:22

    why dont you let them clear it out, then you can start a fresh?

  • 3. Ian "Mac Mac Mac Mac" McIver  |  July 7th, 2011 at 07:20

    You can’t trust a badger. For years people, through The Animals of Farthing Wood, have been led to believe that badgers are slow, plodding creatures. If you give them an inch they’ll rip your ears off and piss on the stumps.

  • 4. Kevil  |  July 7th, 2011 at 20:36

    The bastards! And to think I lent one of them my car.

  • 5. Ian "Mac Mac Mac Mac" McIver  |  July 8th, 2011 at 12:39

    You’ll never get that back. Give it up now. Write it off. Take the documents and throw them into a burning inferno. CEASE ANY MENTION OF THE IT.

  • 6. Chris  |  July 11th, 2011 at 11:25

    Look at me.

    Me.

    (Also, I agree with this post.)

  • 7. Kevil  |  July 11th, 2011 at 11:29

    Wow. Is that you triumpfant return?

  • 8. Chris  |  July 11th, 2011 at 11:53

    Yes. If it involves you looking at me, yes.

    Look at me.

    Me.

    …Me.

  • 9. Ian "Mac Mac Mac Mac" McIver  |  July 13th, 2011 at 11:05

    It IS you, isn’t it? This is you and your return. You are bedfellows, you are your return.

    How does that feel?

  • 10. Chris  |  July 17th, 2011 at 15:06

    It feels like I need more people looking…

    …at me.

    Look at me.

  • 11. Ian "Mac Mac Mac Mac" McIver  |  July 18th, 2011 at 07:29

    I am looking at you, in fact I’m looking at you so much that if, heaven forbid, I don’t look at you then I can still see the faint outline of you. Kinda like when you look at the sun and then look away.

    Yes, you fuck with my vision.


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