Today has been a bit of a disaster

Not a total disaster. Not everything went wrong.

But it would be fair to say that quite a lot didn’t go as had been planned and so I’m going to write it off as… well… just a bit of a disaster and settle down with a beer and a burger.

And some chili poppers. Because in the unlikely event that a beer and a burger don’t quite make everything better, chili poppers certainly will.

Apologies if you thought you were going to read something of substance here today. But equally, more fool you for having that somewhat ridiculous level of expectation in the first place.

More tomorrow. Post chili poppers.

One of those days

We all have one of those days every now and again where everything is going wrong and we feel that the world is plotting against us.

Is that because we are weak, unintelligent people?

No. Because I was delighted to learn (via twitter) that even great minds such as that of Charles Darwin suffered the same difficulties.

And described them thus:

But I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything.

Yeah. Me too, mate. Me too*.

 

[this was toward the close of a correspondence to Charles Lyell, written on 1st October 1861. full text here. bloody orchids.]

 

* this is clearly just for dramatic effect. I’m actually feeling great and I’m having a lovely day.