I have three children threatening to get ill on me before school goes back in session, so I dutifully went to each room and put in a Calpol Nighttime plug-in (like Vick's). Then, as I was finally heading to my bed, it occurred to me that I hadn't done something on the computer and so decided that I should do it quickly before I wasted time lying in bed thinking about it.
So, I came down stairs.
I answered an email.
I watched a movie preview.
I can't remember why I am here.
I read a blog post.
I commented.
I scrolled through my browser bookmarks to see if anything triggered my thought process into working again.
I tried to see who a guy was on "The Good Wife". He looked so familiar and yet I don't watch anything TV show he's been in.
There was new video to watch from Norwich City's terrible beating yesterday (that we drove two and a half hours to shiver through), so I watched it.
I didn't see us anywhere, even though we sat on the very front seats. Freezing.
In a crowd of 3038, we still stand out...
Maybe my purpose in coming down stairs was just to turn the computer off.
Epic failure if that was the reason.
I counted 20 "I"s already in this post.
Make that 21.
One should go to bed when one is loopy enough to babble oneself through a "why-did-I-come-here?" moment.
22.
Yes, there are other players other than Simon Lappin on the team.
Look how happy they were before they fell apart.
