Its like being 17 again
Well it would be if I didn’t have the most ridiculous hangover, for yes I did worship at the alter of sherbert last night to toast in my birthday and now have a banging headache that no amount of Anadin is curing (well actually if I take a large amount I’m sure that would cure it… although it’d also cure breathing and the rest of my functions) In fact I was so drunk last night I actually don’t remember doing my TV show which is both rather unprofessional and stupid. Altough most of it was prerecorded from before the booze started flowing.
So I’m 29 today – sharing a birthday with such luminaries as David Blaine and Heath Ledger (me and heath were exactly the same age) adn also the death of Dr Martin Luther King (40 years today I think)
I was going to write more but as I’ve spent more time spell checking this fucking post than actually writing it due to the afore mentioned hangover I’m gonna go and try to straighten my self with a bloddy mary and a bit of birthday lunchage with the good lady. My girlfriend can come along as well if she wants (this is a joke of course darling…. and if you are angry about that comment then unlucky, you can’ shout at me today as its my birthday. Although tomorrow is a different matter – its the birthday of a new tax year. JOY)
