I haven’t been on the blogging train this week, I’ve been ill with man flu and when I’m not choking of phlegm I’ve been playing Splatoon 2! So I have been neglecting the blogging world. 

It is weird that I feel bad, like I’m avoiding that party I said I would go to? I felt compelled to explain my absence, you know, just incase every single person that follows me is sitting waiting for a blog that never shows…..talk about having anxiety! I actually feel more anxious that I haven’t blogged in a whole week, that I do that I haven’t been to work in a week. 

So just incase you all thought I was dead or finally ran away to Barbados with Alexander Skarsgård, I can very much assure you that I’m still here, Alexander was too busy with work to elope with me this week. Sigh.

Feel free to send me a big dose of blog mojo in the post. My address is 2529 WhatdoIblogabout, Bloggers Block, Help, Scotland. 

Telling you, that Splatoon is ruining my bloggers life. #addicted.

18 thoughts on “How very British of me

    1. If you are that old you might know his father…..either way you all bitches be backing off. He is mine!
      Splatoon2 is the best way to avoid being an adult while simultaneously building so much aggression you contemplate tossing the Nintendo out the window.

      I’ll only hate you if you try to steal Alexander, however we can share, he’s pretty tall. Plenty to go round.

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  1. Omg. He is too sexy. You can have him though, as I am presently awaiting marriage proposals from several already married musicians, Jeff Goldblum, and Khal Drogo.

    Please get your tits together and get some posts up. If you need inspiration, please find the below topics for consideration:
    -weird food combos that you probably shouldn’t like
    -your thoughts on Shrek, from
    The perspective of a Scotswoman.
    -fuck, kill, marry:
    Donald Duck, Donald Trump, Donald Draper

    There. I’ve helped. You’re welcome.

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    1. Also, it’s weird. I stopped by your blog wondering where the fuck you’d been, thinking maybe I just hadn’t seen you in reader and email or something. While I was reading this, you liked my post and I found out where you’ve been. 🤣🤣🤣

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      1. I’m here, lurking. Actually, I haven’t even been lurking, I’ve been ‘aff’ it for the last week or so. Thanks for checking up on me, I’m not dead, you will be pleased to know.

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    2. Back of bitch! You have Goldblum, that enough, you tart. Sheesht!

      You make me laugh, you really do! Errr thanks? or the inspiration…I guess….haha!!

      I know, I’m trying, I’m sitting with 2 unfinished posts, I just feel like I have fuck all to say?! And no one gives a shit? I’m not even depressed….maybe that’s the problem!!

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      1. Misery makes for prolific creativity, and the normal doldrums of our day make for procrastination. I said oh I’m going to write about my shit every day leading up to my birthday. Day 2 was posted at 11:59 PM because I did everything but write yesterday.

        If it makes you feel better, I have 45 drafts in my WP right now. Hahahahhaa

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