I’m not dead; but I was there

There's been nothing in a while but not because I died; I've been busy. The title was also a play on words to imply that I was dead THERE; because that's the crest on some Portsmouth street signs and I just got back.
There’s been nothing in a while but not because I died; I’ve been busy. The title was also a play on words to imply that I was dead THERE; because that’s the crest on some Portsmouth street signs and I just got back.

My closest friend is writing a book – and by closest I mean the one that is physically the furthest away – so I’m reading the drafts as he believes I’ll be cruel but constructive though unavoidably gushing in my feedback because he is obviously a far better writer than me.

I’ll get it set out in carbon for the tattooist but at the moment I’m still wrecking my idiot brain with the script I stupidly jumped at the opportunity to write, and by wrecking I mean coming off the codeine with Captain America and Valerian tea.

Plus I need to show my current creative partner something by the weekend as my good-grace period is soon to run out and I don’t want to end up in a shallow grave. Trouble is, I’m not used to white wine and I can’t fuck the SOUL out of these fucking WORDS.

All this research that he never expected me to do because this gig was supposed to be FUNNY has metastasized into my own verbatim breakdown. Still, as long as he decides to animate it then it’s gravy; if not then it’s a great tragedy.

And now I have a headache. Maybe I should take a painkiller. Oh yeah, that’s right.

Whatever, bitches. Expect supermassive awesome videos soon; about queers, catholics and cocktails.

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2 thoughts on “I’m not dead; but I was there”

  1. WTF is that sign supposed to represent? Except that Pompey council is willing to pay some graphic designer thousands in taxpayers money..
    True writing is done on red Wine, also absinthe,and opium. I did mine on coffee,the next one Wine.

    1. Long story short the city crest is a souvenir from the crusades; seriously.

      True writing will have to wait; it’s Finnish vodka and Red Bull tonight. My filling just fell out though so might have to go back to the prescription opiates; one last time…

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