A shadow rises in the North

Things will be dark around here for a little while. This mostly to do with something I dearly wanted to happen looking like it won't. I don't know for sure that it's the case, but if it is, I have reason to believe it's to do with me trying to tell people what they wanted to hear, rather than standing my ground. And it was all about rigour too.

As someone who has endless fight in them, and goes on about doing it right enough on this blog, I can't quite work out what to angry about the most; being a clot who should have known better, or the (potential) thing I missed out on.

So things will be a touch flinty around here for awhile. This isn't all that bad, since there's the small matter of showing Marcus who's boss. Some of you may not know what that means yet, but you will.

This would be enough, but that swim I was training for got canceled too. I've been quietly simmering about this, but the above is tipping me over the edge.

This is only the start.

Comments

[Angus]

I'm sorry for your flint.

[Charles Frith]

I'm looking forward to this.

[Marcus]

Bring it on planner boy.

[Will]

Absolutely brilliant. No, better than that. Top fucking quality.