It was bound to happen. It’s been 13 months, or a year and a month, and this is the first time that I have absolutely nothing to say. Really. Nothing. Theatre? No. Academy Awards? Uh uh. Idiotic Argus rehearsers. Not even. The small furries? Don’t let me bore you.
I’m sure it will pass, but right now I have truly nothing to say. Savour the moment.