Friday, April 24, 2009

As I speak to you this evening

Not sure what to write at the moment. Head slightly fuzzy. But want to write something. Sick of staring at terribly bright screen with eyes that complain worse than a chained-up puppy. But want to release little voices that scratch and claw at my skull.
It's your typical Catch-22.

Anyone got any ideas??


3 comments:

Judy said...

haha nutcase. was nice to see you :) come for a wee visit sometime, i foresee my next couple of months being far too jampacked or marmaladepacked or any-other-kind-of-preservepacked for any excursions north.xx

Judy said...

i can't comment on twitter, but they call it the flu. plain old ordinary comes-around-goes-around every winter flu. you'll be fine.

Anna Apperley said...

Hem. I was just joking, but thankyou for your reassurance dear :) and yes, I am fine.