So it's the summer. And it's really quite sunny innit? That seems to be a thing that everyone's excited about. I'm not. It's too hot. I can't really be fucked with it. I've always said that, by far, the best weather is that which is not deemed noteworthy. If people are talking about the weather then it's probably going to impinge upon my life and if it wants to do that then it can go fuck itself.
But I suppose that this warm weather isn't as bad for me as it is for a lot of people at the moment (can I just take this moment to boast that I have so far typed this whole paragraph without looking at the keyboard - never done that before) as a lot of people are cooped up at work or wherever through these sweltering conditions. I, on the other hand, have literally fuck all to do. I don't mean that I'm a bit less busy than usual, I literally mean that I have fuck all to do.
I don't have a job. I have never had a job nor do I have any immediate plans to get one. I don't need the money. I rarely spend money and I have abut £100 stuffed away from various places (well mainly because I have a birthday and, whilst I am now legally an adult, I have not yet reached the age where they cease to be financially lucrative) so there is no real need for me to go attempt to get a minimum wage job doing something that is even more mind-numbing than watching Storage Hunters in my boxers (how I'm currently spending most of my time).
But what's weirdest at this current moment in time is that it's the long gap between my leaving school and me going off to... well I'm not really sure where exactly. That's what's odd about now. I did my A-level exams last month and they went... well somewhere between fucking awful and pretty meh. And now, I must wait.
Ok, I'm gonna be honest. I'm one step ahead of myself and I can see the tailing off in interestingness of this blog is a trend not a blip. And to be perfectly honest I can't be fucked to write anymore. So, in place of my pith and wit, here are some funny photos of political fuckwits:
