This blogging every day thing is very difficult. For example, over this weekend, we went to a pub, had a brief argument in which I proved once and for all that I was completely insane, attended a birthday party (HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MR SWIFT!), went for a long walk and decided to name our dog (the dog we’ll get when we have a garden) Clive, regardless of gender or species, and even regardless of the fact that the dog might already have its own name.
But none of them seem like good things to blog about at the moment, and I’m stuck.
In an attempt to get past this brief block, I emailed Little Sister Louise, asking her for advice. I asked her for two topics on which I could comfortably blog. She replied:
“your tiny head. and global warming.”
Which I think you’ll agree is not very helpful at all.
But none of them seem like good things to blog about at the moment, and I’m stuck.
In an attempt to get past this brief block, I emailed Little Sister Louise, asking her for advice. I asked her for two topics on which I could comfortably blog. She replied:
“your tiny head. and global warming.”
Which I think you’ll agree is not very helpful at all.