In case you were wondering Egg the 'Lochside Barracuda' beat the 'Motor City Cobra' Thomas 'Hitman' Hearns by default. The man never showed. That's how you bust a big slick talker, threaten to bust his balls (and ding-a-ling) in public and they go real quiet everytime. Score one for the Egg.
Back to the writing grindmill this week. New novel. First new thing I've done since the first draft of the monster movie script. Over the weekend I found this story outline I did back in the spring that I'd forgotten about. Read it then started banging out the words just like that. Did rock.
Gah, I thought I had more to write but supping on Irn-Bru has mangled my synapses up now I can't remember. My brain hemispheres are clashing. This is not good. Right, no more full-on soft drinks. Fucks with the head, like a Kahzhak prozzer for 50p in coppers. Sugar-free ones are the way to go. I remember that last time I had full pepsi, like I was saying to Skeneo, I wound up in a paranoid twiter for an hour. I've not had it since. Was wrong on so many levels. The only time I've come close to that sort of brain fritz since was playing Killer7 for 3 hours solid before work last Xmas and I wound up doing Coyote Smith impressions the entire evening. Thank Christ nobody was around to see this. I would have screamed: "YOU'RE FUCKED" at them with a hand on hip and other hand pointing at them gun-style. They would have run for our friends the fil... the police. I would have been arrested, psychologically counselled and sacked. Ahhh, memories.
Um, yes. Time for a shower. Take it away... Wang!
Chung!
Back to the writing grindmill this week. New novel. First new thing I've done since the first draft of the monster movie script. Over the weekend I found this story outline I did back in the spring that I'd forgotten about. Read it then started banging out the words just like that. Did rock.
Gah, I thought I had more to write but supping on Irn-Bru has mangled my synapses up now I can't remember. My brain hemispheres are clashing. This is not good. Right, no more full-on soft drinks. Fucks with the head, like a Kahzhak prozzer for 50p in coppers. Sugar-free ones are the way to go. I remember that last time I had full pepsi, like I was saying to Skeneo, I wound up in a paranoid twiter for an hour. I've not had it since. Was wrong on so many levels. The only time I've come close to that sort of brain fritz since was playing Killer7 for 3 hours solid before work last Xmas and I wound up doing Coyote Smith impressions the entire evening. Thank Christ nobody was around to see this. I would have screamed: "YOU'RE FUCKED" at them with a hand on hip and other hand pointing at them gun-style. They would have run for our friends the fil... the police. I would have been arrested, psychologically counselled and sacked. Ahhh, memories.
Um, yes. Time for a shower. Take it away... Wang!
Chung!
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happylittlebitch:
I am genius of the day then. now tell me what the fuck is the egg? also i thought the best game yesterday was the the Colts/ Jets game.
ineedtocomeup:
mate, I have GOT to come to Shetland to witness this drinking culture.