Drop ’em, I dare you.

After a 12-hour day at work, complete with no lunch break, it’s fair to say I am stuffed/buggered/rat shit.
However, I have added the cherry to the top of this non-so appealing cake (nom nom) by doing four things tonight when I got home:

– Took off my pants. Sure, it scares away roommates, but there’s nothing like watching terrible TV (more info to come) with your legs liberated.
– Flicked on oh-so terrible TV in the form of “Momma’s Boy”. Made me feel better about own life.
– Ate large KFC chips (chicken salted) slowly, savouring every salty, delicious bite. Heaven.
– Cracked a cold one – this was the highlight. I felt like my father. Tres relaxing.

So there you have it, folks. The four-step secret to happiness and blissful feelings post cracker of a work day:

Dropping your pants; watching girls with fake boobs trying to impress whiney overbearing mothers; and indulging in trans fats and empty kilojoules. Delightful!

The Fat Fighters Chronicles: the novel

So, the novel is off to a cracking start. I currently have 8400 words … and it will be growing throughout the month of November. I am stupidly partipating in NaNoWriMo to kick my own butt into writing this crazy little thing called a 50,000-plus novel.

Check out my profile to monitor my progress and let me know if you think of any awesome Fat Fighter related (or not) incidents that you think would make rad novel material. Cheers guys!

I’ve obviously already got a large selection of personal FF experiences to tap  into, but my novel is a work of fiction which gives me a lovely flexibility to be even sillier than usual (uh-oh!). Cue the giant chocolate baths and house-sized doughnuts (meanwhile, anyone seen the ad for Cloudy With The Chance Of Meatballs? Drool-tastic!).

Anyhoo, here’s the site:

http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/554887

Love you like I love rocky road. xx