A plan that will rub the collective faces of both my Social Anxiety Disorder, and my Generalised Anxiety Disorder, in the proverbial shit.
A plan I intend to enact within the next 60 minutes.
A plan that should be completed, for better or worse, within the next 180 minutes.
Under my bed, I have just placed a bag. In the bag are the following items:
- A 100 sheet A4 refill pad
- A medium size roll of parcel tape
- A packet of 10 Lambert & Butler cigarettes
- A "lynx bullet" free-sample mini-deodorant canister
- A small-size pack of Wrigley's extra chewing gum
- A pack of 3 refillable butane lighters
Aside from the "lynx bullet", which I was given by a marketing person about 2 weeks ago, I purchased all of these items today, within the last hour, in fact.
You have no idea what I intend, do you?
Fear not, if I can get our old video camera (which I unearthed just now) working, and figure it out, I intend to film the result of this project, and post the video to this blog.
If you are looking at the packet of cigarettes on the list above, and thinking about this post, let me assure you there is no contradiction - the cigarettes are not for me. Nor is the chewing gum - I hate chewing gum, I don't understand how people can gain enjoyment from chewing some flavourless, viscous lump of synthetic mucus for hours on end. But whatever, understanding is not the issue here.
That is all.
3 comments:
Terrorism?
Er....no, I would have thought that if terrorism was as easy as a trip to the corner shop, we would have a lot more terrorist attacks to worry about.
Sounds like the kinda stuff a terrorist would say to hide his TERRORISM.
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