Tag Archives: fuck it all
Fuck you, Finnish bureaucracy. Just fuck you.
Day 78. 132,926 words. Today, as I have done every few months since having my cancer operation, I called the depot to order up a new set of colostomy bags. I shit in one of these per day, one every couple … Continue reading
Suomi-100-sized case of the Mondays
Day 85. 50 pages, 21,190 words. Well that weekend happened and is now over with. Good. Moving on. My parents arrive at 16:00 this afternoon. At which point my work week will be 1/3 over, on account of my “summer … Continue reading
Interlude: My Car Story
Oh well, now is probably as good a time as any to tell you the story of our poor old car. A few weeks back, as I was returning from the shops with Mrs. Hatboy and Wump and Toop, I … Continue reading
Interlude: Meh, as I think I have said before
Day 63. 161 pages, 58,131 words. No time to write goddamn anything today. Too much work, too many meetings, too late getting up to turn on my home rig. Party was good. Pics coming. Got a grand total of one … Continue reading
Interlude: Nope.
Day 60. Nope nope nope. Alright, not much to report this weekend. Toop’s birthday party was yesterday and went off very nicely, and Friday was a fun enough night out but I would need to actually get to sit and … Continue reading
