January is the cruellest month.
It teases March, and sticks pins in Septober.
In comparison, April is a real cutie pie.
But I'm enjoying it. I like the beginning of the year - it feels like a world of possibilities has opened up. Mostly possibilities of dates ending in '10'.
I'm looking forward to spring: rebirth, renewal, baby rabbits trapped in daffodils, birdsong, the FA Cup quarter finals, lighter days, clay pigeon shooting, Mr Mxyzptlk, the shot-put, bridges, kiln, vapid, to, will, tabletops...
Hmm. I just started listing words there. I misunderstood the art of the humourous list.
My favourite humourous list is the clown obituaries. So many banana-peel fatalities... Hahahaha!
Sometimes I get confused between obituaries and barbiturates.
It eases the grieving process.
So I'm feeling quite positive. Maybe this will be my year!
I might be able to replace Jonathan Ross. I'd just need to grow my hair. I'd quite like to present Film 2010. And have my own radio show.
I don't think I could manage the chat show, though. I don't like talking to strangers. Maybe I could just interview my friends. There might be less public interest in that, but I'd feel a lot more comfortable.
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I've just come back to this entry after a little gap. I don't think I was going anywhere with it.
To make up for it, I'll do an entertaining dance.
MMm.
*ngh*
Whoooah.
Huh!
Chckacha!
Phew.
Wow, that was the best dance I've ever done.
I hope you enjoyed it.
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