Not that I have anything particular to say...

Well, it's not as though I have anything particularly exciting to say.

I rang TelstraClear today and got my epg sorted. Oh, so exciting.

I forgot where I met Conrad. OMG, how pathetic.

I missed going for a swim. OMG how fattening.

I can't work out why Helen is fucking it up so much - I mean please Helen - stop mooning about with .... and get focused. Mind you - the Greens have bit to answer for too...

I had pasta for dinner. With diet lemonade. Does one offset the other?

I've had my hit of Heroes and want more. I've got dishes to do, sleep to be had and shirts to iron. OMG - my life is so not a soap opera and so needs things to happen.

Mind you.... I do know some things... But, oh well, as David Hartnell says - my lips are sealed...

And yes, I realise that this isn't the way to get people to read my blog. I need to either write witty, insightful enteries or purely salacious gossipy terribly paparazzi articles.....

Yes, well - we shall see....

Instead my dishes call....

The First For a While...

Although I'm not sure that I'm inspired to be a blog writer, nor am I particularly inspired to get out of the moshpit today and do anything - that may however be another story - I have this fine day in December been introduced to The Paul World. Maybe the closest thing to this is Tales of the City but kiwi'ised. But, as I felt the need to point out certain things in relation to The Paul World (including other things as references to not diddle, not wee wee, not wangdang etc) which may somehow end up with people linking back to this blog, it got me thinking that the last thing I really wanted people to read about on my blog was my barfing for hours on a plane from Bangkok to Sydney. Although, they too may not want to read this drivel; but too late I guess if they've got this far.

Anyway, without further ado - I bid you adieu - I really need to move my fat ass today....

Although, yes, I have had a shower, put on some laundry, hung out some laundry, drunk coffee (and this is a little test - but I guess that's the thing that must be done every morning in The Paul World).