Rhyme, But No Reason

I’ve always loved poetry, but I’ve never been any good at writing it. When I’m writing, I tend to write in the same way that I talk, which is sound if I’m writing a blog post about Christmas Shopping or defending my right to tell Holocaust jokes, but poetry is a completely different breed of … Continue reading Rhyme, But No Reason

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What’s With All The Fucking Questions?

Having a proper ‘I can’t be arsed’ kind of day today, but I promised myself I’d post something daily. So, I’m just gonna add this quick little Q&A about me this morning and possibly do one with Osian later (different questions, obviously). Are you named after anyone? My dad. His nickname is Kim, so I … Continue reading What’s With All The Fucking Questions?

What do you do for fun?

Ah, the dreaded question. Let’s face it, unless you’ve got a decent amount of funds and not much in the way of responsibiliy, most people’s lives are as dull as fuck. I know mine is, anyway. It’s questions like these that the sarcastic cunt within me lives for. I pretty much always give a random … Continue reading What do you do for fun?