I have a niggling feeling in my water that something needs to change.
The problem is that I haven’t a clue what that change is.
I don’t know if this site needs a design overhaul? A lot of trouble went into the existing one and if I changed it, it would be change for the sake of change. I don’t think people take that much notice of the design anyway?
Do I give up writing altogether and take up pole dancing? The problem is that I don’t really have the tits for that, and anyway I think that would be a little drastic at my stage in life. The older I get the more I enjoy the benefits of a sedentary lifestyle, and writing is something that requires little in the way of muscular activity. Having said that, the lack of exercise is doing wonders for my man-boobs so maybe pole-dancing may feature at a later stage after all?
Maybe I should quit commenting on current affairs? Maybe I should just throw in the towel and accept that my life has been effectively taken over by an avaricious, egregious, snooping, nannying bunch of cunts, whether they be in Merrion Street or Brussels? No one else seems to give a damn anyway, so why should I? Maybe I should just stick to posting daily photographs of my beard growing?
I just have this grumbling feeling in my bladder that something needs to change. I just don’t know what that something is.
Maybe I’ll just change my socks?