There’s something that really bugs me about To Do lists. Once it was only a mild irritation. Then one day in a meeting the person sitting next to me not only did it, but kept going over what they’d done again and again to the point I’m quite sure it would’ve been ad infinitum if the meeting hadn’t ended.
Now just the thought of it drives me insane with a pure rage and utter fury, that much like a butterfly coming out of its cocoon, has manifested as the beautiful verse below:
On the back of the recent Clawing at the Backdoor yet another poem about cats. In fact, a poem about them. And on International Cat Day too.
If it’s all getting too much, don’t panic – there’s some calming cat pics coming up below!
vs Social Media Part V
Simply put it just isn’t cricket! For starters:
Have you heard the report of child snatching gangs purposefully targeting IKEAS due to just how distracted parents are by all the quality bargains on offer? You won’t believe it! Continue reading
Facebook is a Flipping Pest.
Anytime I check my page, it bugs me to post something without the slightest care, concern or regard for whether I actually have anything worth saying. For that worth I’ve been getting book three ready—formatting; designing a cover; things like that—but that’s hardly scintillating news and the fact it’s taking longer than hoped is hardly helping my social-media-update cause. Continue reading