I was sucked into the fan again and what a mess it made on my desktop. They ought to make it illegal to create so much chaos and confusion making me watch a fan dance after my hard night on the vino tinto. Needless to say, I had to switch off altogether and get turned on again. Consequently I found all the windows closed.
I see there are still time wasters on here too because I just wasted six seconds of my life trying to view a private blog. Why don't they put PRIVATE in the Title? - maybe they just want to up their numbers or doesn’t it work like that?
These days after much moaning and point making I don't get many chain mails it has moved on to WAYNE MALES and fortunately there are not too many dodgy doughnuts on there (the ones with holes where the white and grey matter should be).
I had a Slap and Tickle poem poster with an ego problem and not much decorum and having got rid of that irritation I have attracted another. However this one is well travelled and well mannered as well as being well gifted. Well, Well, Well! It is nice to finally come across someone you cannot moan about.
Which reminds me, I must get on Mywasteofspace and inform academia that I have figured why everything is getting on top of me. It is because I notice more, do more multi-tasking and being unused to doing the latter I cannot cope with so much data in the lump of lard. It clogs up the whole system and causes a melt down so in fact multi tasking becomes hard task mastering and nothing gets done, which makes it worse. This only goes to prove that ignorance is bliss and a lousy memory is a boon. None apply anymore due to becoming compos mentis so perhaps it would be better to spend more time sleeping - not easy with the dawn chorus and longer days. Oh, stop moaning!
