You want to start blogging?
You might as well throw your hands up in the air now and let out your hair raising scream now, because you have just jumped on the biggest roller coaster ride of your life.
Filled with dips, turns, sidewinders and loop the fucking loops.
And when you are flying around those corners at break neck speeds you literally feel as if your head is going to be clean taking off by the wall that is looming up beside it.
Who needs frigging theme parks?
Sometimes I wonder if I am slipping into dangerous emotive states that swing from high to low; but the next loop arrives, the adrenalin comes rushing in and I remember that I’m just on the funnest, yet scariest ride every invented.
I am pretty tired of the constant motion at high speeds and wanting to vomit. I kinda wish for the more peaceful, steady It’s a small world after all ride.
You know the one that annoyingly gets stuck in your head and you drift along all goo gah at the world, but pretty soon the happy tunes and the drifting bores you and you beg to get back on the roller coaster.
Yep today blogging sucks for me. I’m tired and overwhelmed and over doing all the little shitty tasks that comes with it. I could list a novel of all the things I hate about it today.
But, yesterday, I spent the day on Palm Beach filming with Expedia as their chosen travel expert. Home and Away was behind me filming and I saw Heath’s guns in the flesh (smoking hot!).
Yesterday I thought life was good, blogging rocked and I was so blessed.
Today I want to throw the computer at the verb. Can you even do that?
Is it just me or is this blogging thing the scariest mother fucking ride on the planet?
And close psychotic rant