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Tag Archives: Olympics
Five Ring Circus
How cruel of the International Olympic Committee not to extend the Winter Olympics for several more months. It’s not that I’m addicted to curling per se but what the fuck am I and my insomnia going to do in the … Continue reading
Posted in health, Insomnia, Life, mental health, Sport, television, travel
Tagged Brixton, Charles Dickens, health, IOC, Korea, Lambeth, London, Olympics, Paddington, PIP, Rik Mayall, Wanking
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Careful Whisper
We must whisper. Speaking too loudly will spoil things. Softly, softly speakee hopefully. No comma before ‘hopefully’ thus it is an adjective. I am feeling hopeful. I am not feeling hopeful about my sleep patterns returning to normal any time … Continue reading
Posted in DWP, exercise, Finance, health, Language, Life, mental health, PIP, Politics, Writing
Tagged Curling, Department of Work and Pensions, DWP, Economics, Finance, Insomnia, Lion tamer, Mail, Olympics, Personal Independence Payment, PIP, Sleep
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Induction Then Destruction
Weekends. Huh! Good gawd. What are they good for? Absolutely nothing. Woah, woah, woah. No, I won’t say it again because an accurate depiction of my weekend would prove weekends are good for some things. Crying. Feeling like a complete … Continue reading
Posted in food, health, Life, mental health, Music, War
Tagged angst, cooking, Edwin Starr, food, Olympics, pain, War, War Is Hell
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Snoozin’ Snoozin’ Snoozin’
Lying down with your eyes closed, not being conscious to the world around you, under the soft embrace of a loving duvet, not even drooling on the pillow but just breathing in and out regularly with no leakage: like a … Continue reading
Posted in health, Life, Music, Sport, travel, Writing
Tagged Abergavenny, adulting, airport, basketball, Bed, bus, Dublin, Harlem Globetrotters, iPad, Ireland, Meadowlark Lemon, New Orleans, Olympics, San Francisco, singing, Sleep, Tom Jones, travelogue, vacation, vocation, Wales
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