I have no lights left in my bedroom as all the bulbs have now blown. It’s was depressing to watch the gradual falling apart of technology around me, stuttering and blinking like a an old man having a stroke, before promptly shitting itself and urinating all over me. Fuck you light bulb. This came after watching the film Hot Rod, well i say watch but i only lasted 49 minutes. The trailer looked good, however I thought something might be up when after 10 minutes I’d already seen everything that had already been previewed to me. It was like being shown some clips of an awesome porno only to go and watch said porno and discover that after ten minutes everything is done, clothes are back on and the couple are now sweatily sorting through their finances. Bye-Bye Sex wand.

I think I’ve been slack on here, albeit that no-one reads this other than one follower – which is me – so i’m not sure who i’m being slack towards. Damn paradoxes. If you stumble on this and want to think, then delve into this little one: Cat’s always land on their feet, toast always land buttered side down. What happens if i glue a piece of toast, butter side up, on to the back of a cat? What hits the floor first?