pwned
Hello. In case you haven't guessed, I'm bored of blogging at the moment. It's boring. But I can't go much longer than a whole month without posting or my head will explode, so blah blah blah blah blah.
I am not only bored of blogging, I'm bored of this blog. I'm moving to WordPress just as soon as I can decide on a domain name because I'm also changing the name of my blog. Oh yes, I'm going there. Why am I moving to WordPress? Because not only am I bored of blogging and this blog and the name of this blog, I'm also bored of Blogger. And the word blog.
I'll tell you what else I'm bored of, though it pains me to say it. George Romero. Diary of the Dead was the final nail in the coffin. It's like The Phantom Menace all over again. In fact, I bet George Romero and George Lucas meet up for lunch every week to discuss how they can upset me even more. NICE ONE THE GEORGES.
I saw Wolverine on Free Comic Book Day. He came into the pub for a pint of shandy, which was upsetting enough as it was - I mean, as if Wolverine drinks shandy. It wasn't even SUNDAY (the only acceptable day to drink shandy in a pub). Then he removed his adamantium claws and it turned out they were just flimsy bits of moulded plastic held on with laggy bands. It makes you wonder, doesn't it.




