Jesus, projects, eh? They're like buses - buses full of work. Anybother, I have decided that I am going to write 5,000 humourous words on 50 topics, by way of secretly writing two amazing books.
Just because I can. And obviously plot, write, and with The Better Half's help, design a book for Violet by the end of August. Crikey.
The Better Half - not for the first time - said I 'wasn't interested in many things' the other day, which hurt. Fuck that - I'll show her.
Still proud of self after manging 19.6 miles in 1 hour 6 mins on a bike in the gym yesterday - with a calorific cost of 715, no less. Can't do much more than that really. Still not smoking, either.
Had another email from a guy who I got in touch with about a Stone Roses covers band. I was originally really keen, but am now less so, as I have had a practice and realised I'm shit, and also facebooked the guy and he looks like a killer. Might just duck him, I think.
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