3000

Soon after this post goes live you will have helped me reach 3000 hits. You lovely, scrumptious person. But specifically I would like to thank my stronghold in Bulgaria and Russia (yes, tis true). And also the predictable traffic from sites like PoGosh ('PoGosh is a open source collaborative research and development en-devour.  What this means is that we work to procure, distribute and promote advancements in cancer treatments and health solutions').

Thankfully, people are not longer being directed to me from porn sites, perhaps my blog is no longer perceived as erotic literature. Sadly, no one is visiting from the Open University. after such an initially, promising turnout. Was it something I said? A poor grasp on grammar or sumfink?

So far this week I have burnt my face, upon opening the over door, poisoned Ginger Beard with dodgy fish pie, driven for 40 minutes in rush hour, with both wing mirrors folded in, and flashed my neighbours. A pretty bog standard week for me, I think you'll agree.

I sit here, at ridiculous'o'clock, sipping at two cups of Berocca, and raise one of them to myself. Well done myself, on having such an odd, embarrassing life, that people are drawn too it, you entertaining freak. I hope you too, will join me, and raise your Berocca. I did also forget to celebrate my blog's birthday last year (incidentally it turned 1 in November). SORRY. Luckily, there's enough Berocca to celebrate it all!

Peace and love chumps, peace and frigging love.