Category Archives: Self-loathing
Meanwhile, in real life
I don’t really like writing about things that affect my real life on this blog, as you will have gathered. I would like to give the impression that I am a disembodied intellect drifting high above the surface of the … Continue reading
This is why I feel like a failure
I was leaving my flat earlier today (*checks clock*) yesterday, and I happened to coincide with two of my neighbours standing on the landing having a chat. There are 6 flats on the floor of my building, and these are … Continue reading
Analysing the f*** out of everything
This is part of a comment left by Zoe on my last post a couple of days ago: Instead you seem to have gone on a one-man mission to analyse the fuck out of everytjing. I would say I was … Continue reading
Oh, what’s the bloody point?
Famously, this was the last entry in Kenneth Williams’ diary (or at least the gist of it – I haven’t been able to track down the exact quote) from a couple of days before he killed himself/ took an accidental … Continue reading