Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Can't talk, terribly busy

Have driver theory test in three hours and unwisely decided not to revise any questions which contained numbers or calculations. Must go learn them now. Also am stressed over Joanne leaving me for New Zealand and over my persistant ulcer/encroaching death. I would stop and tell you all about the semi-molestation and assault on my person on Friday night but I just dropped tuna on the keyboard and my lunch will never get eaten if I don't give it all my attention.

PS: If my ulcer proves life-threatening I expect I will be moved to some institute in Switzerland for observation. If this happens I will reveal the password to my blogger account in a series of cryptic crossword clues, published daily, so that one of you can log in and post news of my illness for my fans. Watch the skies! And, obviously, the puzzle pages.

6 comments:

Marie said...

Good luck in your theory test, with your ulcer and with life in general.

Chris Cope said...

An ulcer is just a hole in your tummy. You can patch it with tape.

Curly said...

Did you finish all your lunch? Including the tuna that fell in the keyboard?

And good luck also...

Bitzi said...

Who molested you on Friday night. Was it Ken in the Baldy? Thats usually the case with assaults in that area.

Linus said...

I shudder to think of being assaulted in my baldy, by Ken or anyone else.

ken said...

Cease tarnishing my name Fitzgerald. We all know that the Seaside Flasher only strikes when he’s on flexileave from eircom....