rainy days and sundays go rather well. only if i didn't have the evil/not-so evil kings hanging over my head liike that god-awful sword. democles? was that the name? oh bugger. never mind.
i am to be "bloody, bold and resolute" about certain actions of mine and i love the idea. just the execution bit has me in a bit of a quandry. how the hell do i start? oh i know i know, just start and it will happen. how brilliant my thoughts are today, i am positively overwhelmed. hah.
the depressive charge has been fired again. oh how i wail when i think my blog seems depressing. my blog? depressing? u must be kidding yourself! yes, i agree it's sad and mopey, a tad dopey, unhappy-sorts....but depressing? nah, now you're reading too much into it! hooray, there is a point to be celebrated here--you are reading the blog.
people write all sorts of things when they are sad, but what do you write when all you are is sad? i mean, give me a break already. but hey, not without a reason say i. so now i am publicly justifying myself? this is crossing the limits somewhat. o all ye hapless readers who stray into the path of my cosmic blog, disregard my moans and groans and unhappy wailing. having said that, you might actually end up disregarding my whole blog if you do follow my advice.
it's a jolly holiday with mary, mary makes the sun shine bright. nice song, nice lines. drawbacks? no mary, no sunshine (which is actually positively lovely) and certainly no holiday. go figure.