Feck My Life.

Without overly ranting, the last couple of weeks have been an absolute hell. I woke up to the news that the server where Ginger Girl Says and all of my commercial design work/websites for customers had been wiped by the host company and that a whole years worth of work had been deleted and is unrecoverable. Sound like a bloggers idea of hell? Welcome to my world. After being persuaded not to throw myself out of the window/stab myself in the neck with a biro/smash up my laptop – I chose to drink copious amounts of tea and eat a few a whole…

She’s Just a Dawsons Geek

I think that during the creation of “Charl” when I was in line for looks/personality/ability to talk absolute b0llocks, I must have got confused somewhat and stood in the latter line twice, because it appears that I ended up with a double dose of sentimentality and brain vomit. I’ve been known to send the occasional email/text which in short could be taken straight from a Dawons Creek script, a completely over emotionalised and strung out declaration of love/heartbreak/reminiscing – whatevs. I sent a mammoth of a message this morning to a friend who’s currently going through a horrendous breakup and…