Good fucking morning.
Happy friday.

I am not, and never have been, properly manic-depressive but I have always had my up and down days. While I haven't had many down-days recently I haven't had an up day in a good long while, possibly since my little accident. Well today is one of those days at fucking last. Lemmy is my co-pilot in in a platigmun-plated bomber of fuck you all.

Alt: I shall be spending a lot of it with my far-better half, taking a break on Saturday to welcome my son back in to the country, so all good.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Fri 13 Apr 2012, 8:33, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

You have a Downs day every day.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 13 Apr 2012, 8:38, Reply)

Lemmy and I sneer at you as we fly past on a wave of euphoria.

( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Fri 13 Apr 2012, 8:45, Reply)

Third page of the Metro this morning is a large picture of Mr Kilmister in a tuxedo. Bit odd.
I think it might be from Eat the Rich.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 13 Apr 2012, 8:47, Reply)

The Aerosmith track?

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Fri 13 Apr 2012, 8:55, Reply)

The shit Comic Strip film.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 13 Apr 2012, 8:58, Reply)