This, essentially, is the diary extract of a societal loner. As Green Day once cried into my confused teenage ears: I am walking the lonely road, the only road that I have ever known. But this is no boulevard and my dreams are certainly not broken. This is all ludicrous and the fact I've witnessed enough content-worthy behaviour about this in the last three weeks frankly worries me more than Brexit and climate change put together.
In fact, climate change might have something to do with this: it's April and winter has come.
Game of Thrones. We are only three episodes into season whatever of Game of who gives a fuck and the world has already descended into chaos. Whoever decided it was a bright idea to put new episodes on at 2am UK time on a Sunday morning has ensured that normal people are subject to a Monday of absolute, overdramatic dragony bollocks.
Game of Thrones. We are only three episodes into season whatever of Game of who gives a fuck and the world has already descended into chaos. Whoever decided it was a bright idea to put new episodes on at 2am UK time on a Sunday morning has ensured that normal people are subject to a Monday of absolute, overdramatic dragony bollocks.
The moment you enter your office/classroom/kitchen there's tension. It's like breakfast in rehab. A whole night has passed without a fix of powdered snow, ice and fire. People are cracking.
Any mention of any word results in a snap reaction of fear. DON'T SAY ANYTHING. WHAT DO YOU KNOW. HE DOESN'T DIE. NO SPOILERS YOU. You were only asking for a pen and you're suddenly being interrogated by a crackhead. Today I sent someone the link to a recap article as a bit of light-hearted Monday fun: word spread, angry mob descended, Steve Harvey public apology required.
Any mention of any word results in a snap reaction of fear. DON'T SAY ANYTHING. WHAT DO YOU KNOW. HE DOESN'T DIE. NO SPOILERS YOU. You were only asking for a pen and you're suddenly being interrogated by a crackhead. Today I sent someone the link to a recap article as a bit of light-hearted Monday fun: word spread, angry mob descended, Steve Harvey public apology required.
