Good Christ. in Chunky giblets

I kind of love the freedom of being a traveller, but there are definite downsides. The three days I’ve just spent shitting and puking my insides out with no access to medical aid, all because I ate something out of date, that’s definitely to be filed under “drawback”.

I feel much better today, you’ll be happy to learn, but JESUS WEPT, the horror. Ugh. Never eating a sausage roll ever again.

Blech. I’m still in Kent and I’m hating every second of it. People in this part of the country are tossers. Tonight is Friday so I’m gonna attempt to make me some money, but honestly, I fucking hate it here. I’m the homeless Spider Jerusalem.

Google it.

Anyway, fuck you people, I’m off to get drunk and listen to Weird Al.

Last updated June 12, 2015