so, was it bad chicken, a hairball or AASD (acute attention seeking disorder)? whatever it was that had me being sick at various points last night / this morning has also meant i have spent an extremely leisurely day at home.
i've been mostly sitting on the sofa waiting for a tennis match to start (more of which lately).
i also had a look through my old photos and couldn't help but think of that Baz Luhrman song that is based on a supposed graduation speech (though variously attributed to Kurt Vonegut and others on the interweb). the lyrics 'one day you'll look back on yourself in a way you can't comprehend how truly special you were' rang particularly true. i was, quite simply, ravishing!
a picture of vital fresh faced youth.
Oscar Wilde really did get it right when he said that yut is wasted on da yung!
mind you, my hands have certainly improved with age. i now have fingernails where once i had angry looking stumps - invariably with a cigarette between them.
i also have fewer wrinkles now than when i was in my 30s, which is uncanny.
speaking of which, is it my imagination or does Sue Barker look fresher faced than she used to?
anyway, got to go, the Murray / Nadal match is about to begin.
For those of you who don't speak Catalan (heathens!) Nadal translates as Christmas!
So Andy Murray is about to get his ass kicked by Mr Christmas.
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