We found a pulse…

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Not this again

Look at that, I just realized I had this little bit of real estate on the net, once abused and forcibly forgotten. It’s only been rebooted around 4 times since 2001, but regardless it’s here, and it’s about to get some more finger mashing love ❤️.

So much going on in our world right now, I literally could whine blog about just a few popular topics for the next 12 months, but where is the fun in that? Well, I have a few things I want to talk about, but unfortunately, it’s 2252 in the evening and I need to wake my decrepit ass up in 4 hours and continue to give my right foot an athletic workout tomorrow because there is nothing more I enjoy than the burning sensation of fake shin splints on a Friday.

Reality is, I need to be in the right mental state if Matt or Brian call before 0530, I genuinely believe these two have this mad ritual where they wake up at midnight to make PBJ sandwiches for work and drink a large glass of milk from a freezer chilled mason jar prior to dragging themselves into their daily work clothes, you may think I’m joking but I’m not, I know it happens just the way I imagine it. All the jokes and harassment begin the second I answer the calls, me being naive thinking it’s important, work-related shit, negative ghost rider, the pattern is full.

Watch this space, but not now – you’re making me feel awkward.

Lee Craven – clearly a tormented man, born and raised in Leeds, England blindly chasing the American dream. Attempting to keep up with technology and gadgets. A commercial demolition operator by day, professional procrastinator by night although when able dabbles in a little programming, web design and photography.
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