Poster’s Block

I wanted to write a quick post today with an update on me using Spotify for iPhone.  So, I tried to write it and found that I just couldn’t.   I think the apathy bug has caught up with me.   I’m typing up this post instead, which I know is rubbish, so I can at least maintain my daily posting rate.  Tragic.

The post is 61 words long by now, although, by typing this sentence, that is no longer true.  It’s now 78 words.  Which is also no longer true.  You get the idea.

I don’t know why I’m continuing to write this, I can’t imagine anyone reading this far in to the post. even though it’s only approximately 115 words long.  I’ve come to accept in my life that I will never be able to give an accurate word count during a post.  It’s a law of the universe and is related to Schrödinger’s cat.  Naughty puss.

Anyway, I suppose I should trot off and resume my quest to carpet the world.  I’m not getting very far, the planning permission is a complete bitch (or bastard – I’m not sexist).  See you later.  All the best.  Happy new year.  Have a good one.  And, if I don’t see you, have a good christmas.

A bientot.