The Compostual Existentialist

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Nachos

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So yesterday. Making 6 pints last 8 hours is really good going though I suppose having a KFC Variety meal for lunch AND a bowl of nachos for tea helped. Smoked far too much though.

What delights await this weekend? Well apart from work today and Monday, an emergency lecture on Monday and, more than likely the wife going off to the sister-in-laws for a few hours, I have the joys of a 3 year old’s birthday party and all the “fun” that brings.

I have also discovered a nice way of enjoying my home. I do this by sitting in the garden with a cup of tea looking at the horsies in the field behind the “lane with no name which might of had a name once which could possibly be mentioned on some ancient deeds or something but access road doesn’t have the ease of typing as the lane with no name” of course the horsies in the field behind the field behind the “lane with no name which might of had a name once which could possibly be mentioned on some ancient deeds or something but access road doesn’t have the ease of typing as the lane with no name”, not having been around as much lately, kind of make the field behind the field behind the “lane with no name which might of had a name once which could possibly be mentioned on some ancient deeds or something but access road doesn’t have the ease of typing as the lane with no name” kind of empty. I must get round to taking pictures of the view from the cliffs behind the houses behind the field behind the field behind “the lane with no name which might of had a name once which could possibly be mentioned on some ancient deeds or something but access road doesn’t have the ease of typing as the lane with no name” . However I fear for my life when I wander up that part of Brierley. The banjo music is definitely stronger there.

I also suppose I also should do a bit about the field behind the bus stop across the road from the housing estate that backs onto the field behind the “lane with no name which might of had a name once which could possibly be mentioned on some ancient deeds or something but access road doesn’t have the ease of typing as the lane with no name”.

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Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists.

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