Hopes for the New Year.
Well, for a start I hope that the Mayan conspiracy are wrong and it isn't the end of the world. This isn't so much because I don't want to die, I'm a theist myself and reasonably confident in getting the good ending, but I just can't stand the idea of those self-satisfied fuck wits winning one. There are few things more annoying than a conspiracy theorist who has been proved right for once, men in coke bottle glasses and anoraks in a state of semi-orgasmic bliss, the most appalling sight. The air of smugness makes you nostalgic for evangelical ex-smokers.
I hope the rumours are wrong and Karen Gillan won't be quitting until after series seven.
I hope I can get back into the regular swing of writing for New Readers... Start Here. I haven't posted nearly enough there (or here, actually) in the past year between being so busy feeling depressed and so on.
I intend to finish a Warhammer army for once in my life, two in fact. On the Warhammer Fantasy side of things I intend to fully finish two and a half thousand points of Skaven but the 4ok option remains unclear in my mind. Not Space Marines, definitely not more bloody Space Marines.
I hope to eat more healthily. Fruits and everything.
I hope that my sister holds onto the boyfriend I met at Christmas, I actually like this one and whilst he could do better she's never shown the ability to.
I hope that my schematics for me father's model railway set meet with his approval.
I hope to spend less time depressed.
I really hope the world doesn't end. It would be shit. Just the possibility has lead to the most sexist Lynx advert in years, can you imagine the consequences of actual apocalypse?
Well, for a start I hope that the Mayan conspiracy are wrong and it isn't the end of the world. This isn't so much because I don't want to die, I'm a theist myself and reasonably confident in getting the good ending, but I just can't stand the idea of those self-satisfied fuck wits winning one. There are few things more annoying than a conspiracy theorist who has been proved right for once, men in coke bottle glasses and anoraks in a state of semi-orgasmic bliss, the most appalling sight. The air of smugness makes you nostalgic for evangelical ex-smokers.
I hope the rumours are wrong and Karen Gillan won't be quitting until after series seven.
I hope I can get back into the regular swing of writing for New Readers... Start Here. I haven't posted nearly enough there (or here, actually) in the past year between being so busy feeling depressed and so on.
I intend to finish a Warhammer army for once in my life, two in fact. On the Warhammer Fantasy side of things I intend to fully finish two and a half thousand points of Skaven but the 4ok option remains unclear in my mind. Not Space Marines, definitely not more bloody Space Marines.
I hope to eat more healthily. Fruits and everything.
I hope that my sister holds onto the boyfriend I met at Christmas, I actually like this one and whilst he could do better she's never shown the ability to.
I hope that my schematics for me father's model railway set meet with his approval.
I hope to spend less time depressed.
I really hope the world doesn't end. It would be shit. Just the possibility has lead to the most sexist Lynx advert in years, can you imagine the consequences of actual apocalypse?
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You're back online! Just emailed you..before I checked here.., so hello!
Happy New Year, Saranga, I'll check my e-mails now and get back to you.
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