Banging.

Rocking out to some dirty banging Grendel in my car because I don't have the enthusiasm to get out. Just saw my doctor and have to carry on taking pills. I remember why I don't like cooking that much - my hands have smelled like garlic since Monday. I do wish Bentley the Deutscher Schaferhund would stop barking and carrying on every time I stop the car. You won't get a walk until your behaviour improves, young man. I also wish I didn't keep forgetting my wellies.

Need to start making more of an effort to make efforts. Everything always feels like a struggle.

Eh?

I've just realised that the Alphabet Song is the same melody as Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

MIND = BLOWN.

And I'm good at melodies too! Melodies are my THING, yo! In that BBC Musicality quiz wotsit I got:

Enthusiasm: 99%
Perception: 99%
Emotional Connection: 100%
Social Creativity: 98%
Curiosity: 100%

Yeah, so I feel like a numpton. This is worse than the other day when that sexy anon on the Sherlock BBC Official Kink Meme (I might've added the 'Official' part) informed me that the Santa Claus Mummy was kissing underneath the mistletoe was in fact Daddy dressed as Santa Claus, and the song is in fact NOT about Mummy having a festive bit on the side.

Utter numpton.

It seems I'm back to journalling with a vengeance. I think I stopped because I was using The Board as somewhere to offload my woes instead of this place, and there's been a lot of woes. I dunno, when I post here I always feel like I need to be entertaining, or some shit. Which is stupid, because this has always been where I keep everything. I might even go through it and re-post all the woe into here, so I know where it all is, seeing as this is meant to be my journal, my memoirs and what have you, not some sort of professional journalistic blog written for n00bs like you. Mwahaha. I need to stop worrying that people might think I'm thick or something and just go back to being stupid old me.

LOL LOL FUCK YOU ALL I LOVE DEVIN TOWNSEND LOL RAWK WOOHOO.